I'll Be Here for Forever || z.m.

Chapter Six

"Stage two Acute lymphoblastic leukimia ," The doctor told me. We'd gotten my doctor's appointment moved up to two thirty, so I could still go sight seeing with the boys.

"What does that mean?"

"Acute lymphoblastic leukemia is a type of cancer that causes the body to make too many white blood cells (lymphocytes). But these lymphocytes, called leukemia cells, cannot fight infection very well.When leukemia cells build up in the blood and bone marrow, there is less room for healthy blood cells. This can cause infections, anemia, and easy bleeding."

"Oh," Was all I could manage.

"I'm very sorry," Dr. Jameson said, putting a hand on my arm. "It isn't too advanced. You're lucky we caught it early enough."

"So what are we going to do to treat it?" Brody piped up.

"Chemo, once a week, starting Monday." the doctor said, looking at Erica.

"Doesn't chemo make you lose all of your hair?" My hand fluttered to my blonde lockes.

"I'm afraid so, but it grows back," Dr. J nodded reassuringly.

"My fans," I muttered. "How am I supposed to tell my fans?"

"We'll figure it out," Erica placed a hand on my knee.

"I'm performing at that telethon tomorrow, it's raising money for cancer. If they find out I have cancer they'll just think that I'm doing it for my own benefit and they'll all hate me and-"

Brody cut me off. "Anyone who calls themselves a fan that would hate you if you were trying to raise money for cancer, was never a fan in the first place." He hugged me tightly.

I began crying. I wasn't even sure I could cry since this morning, since my sobbing session with Zayn.

Erica and Dr.J exchanged a few more words (and numbers... score!), before we left.

We arrived back at the hotel. Erica said she was going to go get something to eat (who with? Dr. J?) and Brody said he'd come sight seeing with us. He didn't like the idea of me walking around NYC without a bodygaurd, and, since he lived here, he may as well be our tour guide... right?

I wiped away my last tear, told Er we'd see her later. (We were dropping her off at a local coffeehouse). We went inside and found the boys (I'd told them I was at a signing).

"Ready to go boys?" Brody asked.

We went back out to the limo, hopped in, dropped Erica off at her coffeehouse, then off to the Empire State Building we went. I held Zayn's hand, kissed him on the cheek, and told him I had an idea that I'd share with him later.

"Who needs a girlfriend when I have you, Hazza?" Louis asked in a girlish tone, grabbing Harry's hand.

"What about Eleanor?" I replied, laughing.

"Oh, Eleanor, she's fine, I just got me some Harry on the side," He winked obnoxiously like Harry had the other night.

Everyone burst out laughing, even Brody.

We eventually made it to the Empire State building. It wasn't that exciting... The best part was the gift shop, and the view from the top. I took a picture with Zayn, Instagrammed it, and got six hundred likes in two minutes... Wow.

We then headed back down to the bottom only to be greeted by hundreds of cameras and fans and interviewers and paps. I kept our heads down and pushed through, hoping we wouldn't have to talk to them. Even though we weren't speaking to them, they still took pictures. I held Zayn's hand. He kissed my cheek.

"How are you feeling?" He whispered.

I shrugged. "Not the greatest."

We were going to the Statue Of Liberty. We had to take a ferry across the Hudson River to get to it.

This was much cooler than the Empire state building, mostly because we got those cheesy green foam crowns. I took another pic of me and Zayn wearing them, and posted it to Twitter this time, and got hundreds of replies and mentions saying "You guys are the cutest couple!" "OMG, Zayn and Kendall!!!<3"

The trending topics were hilarious.

#ZENDALLTOMLICK

#ZAYNANDKENDALLSHOULDGETMARRIED

I showed it to Zayn, who laughed and pulled out his phone to retweet a bunch of people.

After the Statue of Liberty, I was exausted. I could barely walk, but all of the other boys were still going strong. Zayn asked what was wrong, and I just said I was tired.

"Want me to take you back to the hotel?" He offered. I nodded weakly. "We're both pooped, so we're going to take a cab back to the hotel, we'll see you later!" Zayn announced, pulling me to the elevator.

"Thank you, for everything," I said when we got back to the hotel.

"You're welcome, love," He kissed my forehead and lead me up to my room. I went to lay down, and he turned around to leave.

"Zayn?"

"Yes?" He turned around.

"Will you stay with me?" I asked.

"Of course," Zayn made his way over to lay on the bed with me. He wrapped his arms around me and I rested my head on his chest. I could hear his heart beat. He was warm, and smelled like vanilla. He toyed with my hair, and I fell asleep instantley.

*Zayn's P.O.V.*

She fell asleep not long before I did. I drifted off to the sound of her cute, quiet, snores. I woke up to my phone ringing.

"Hello?"

"Hey, are you guys at the hotel?" It was Louis.

"Yeah, but Kendall's sleeping," I whispered, not wanting to wake her up.

"We're on our way back, when we get there can I talk to you?" He said, sounding serious. Louis was never serious.

"Sure, mate. Can I ask what about?" I was curious now...

"Nothing really, just... you'll see," He hung up.

I was so confused. What did he want to talk to me about? It was then that Kendall rolled over and looked at me.

"Was that my brother?" She asked sleepily.

"Yes, he's being very... suspicious."

"How so?"

"He said he wants to talk to me, but I don't know what about," I sat up and and leaned back on my elbows.

She just nodded.

"Do you feel any better?"

"A bit, but not much," She looked away.

I hugged her close. "I'm here for you, if there is anything you need."

"Thank you," Kendall smiled. She snaked her arms around my neck, kissed me, and then pulled away. "Want to hear my idea?"

"Of course," I half smiled.

She told me her idea, and I was shocked, but proud of her for planning on doing something so brave. I kissed her again, and this time she got on top of my lap. I kissed her gently, not wanting to harm her already fragile body. I held her face in my hands.

"I love you, Zayn," She whispered.

"I love you, too," I replied. I did, I really did love her.