Until My Last Breath

Chapter 25: Your Beautiful.

A/N this chapter goes out to 1Dlover567, because she is just so happy i dedicated the last one to her, and yeah. i love making people smile(:

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Savannah's POV- August

The year has just flown by. Harry leaving for short tours, but always coming back just as happy to see me. I've gotten significantly worse, I started wearing my wig, and Harry's beanie everywhere. My skin is so pale, I'm whiter than sand, and there's bruises everywhere. My eyes have gotten so dark and bloodshot, I can't even stand to look at them. I can't even think of myself as a human being anymore, I feel like a lab rat. Needles getting shoved into me, my body covered in wires. But Harry still calls me beautiful, it makes me want to cry. If I was him, I would have dumped me by now, even if I am dying. Knowing that he's always there for me, he's just the best. I've gotten to know all five boys pretty well, Zayn started talking to me again, I missed him. I've started to get more and more visits from Liam and Niall, or as them call themselves Niam? I still don't get the whole bromance naming thing. They stop by everyday it seems like, and they really do know how to make me smile, and they all know how to be a good friend.

Louis, where do I start with Louis. He is just a chatter box. An annoying chatter box, but I love being around him. I still remember the first time he came to visit me by myself. -"Do you like carrots?" he said all up in my face, a creepy smile plastered across his. "Yes I do!" I hoped that was the right answer. "Eh they're ok" he backed away.- he may be off the wall crazy, but he knows how to have a heart to heart talk. We talk about Eleanor and Harry, and he said that if Harry ever breaks my heart, he'll take my side, no matter how mad he is I stole Harry from him. I personally think the only reason they visit me is because I'm dying, that's the only reason they've met me, but they treat me like a friend, not a fan.

"Hello beautiful" Harry said slipping into my room. "Please stop calling me that" I said, looking down at the thin white duvets, you can see my dark bruises through them. "Why?" he asked me, kissing my cheek. "Because it's not true" I looked straight into his big eyes. "But, it is true" he said, his slow voice, completely serious. I nodded yes, "Please stop saying you not beautiful Savannah." his eyes were fixated on mine, wide opened, "It kills me when you say that your ugly. It would cause me less pain to stab my heart" he said resting his head on my arm. I put my hand on the small of his back, and started rubbing soft circles. "I'm so sorry" I said, poking his side, making his amazing smile come back. I poked his dimple, "Have I ever told you that your dimple is the cutest thing I've ever seen?" I smirked. "No, actually you haven't! Have I told you, that you are the cutest thing I've ever seen?" he asked. "Yes" I told him, gently pressing my lips to his. "Hey. So. I thought we could do something special, since we haven't really gone out since Valentine's Day" he said taking my hands. "I'll ask the doctor the next time I can leave" I said with a smile. "Already did" his smile widened. "He said, next Friday, your free from testing, and I can take you out of this boring room" He started rubbing the back of my hand with his thumb. "Have I ever told you your the best" I said looking into his drop dead beautiful eyes. "Yes" he said, gently pressing his lips to mine.