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

Chapter Ten

*Louis' P.O.V.*

She woke up about an hour into the four hour process of the transfusion.

Even though she didn't want mum and dad to know, I called them anyway. This was probably all over the news already, both her having cancer and her passing out.

"Mum? It's Lou," I said when she picked up the phone.

"Why is your sister not answering her phone? When did she find this out? Why didn't she tell us? We're flying out there as soon as we can," She sounded frazzled. I would be too.

"She passed out backstage after our performance. We took her to the emergancy room. They saw that her red blood cell count was low, so they're giving her a blood transfusion. She's awake now. Her phone's still at the convention center. Niall, Liam, and Harry are bringing it when they come. They're leaving soon. Would you like to speak with her?" I tried to calm her down, but I don't think it worked...

*Back to Kendall's P.O.V.*

I woke up in a bed and was instantly blinded by bright lights. I sat up too fast and got light headed.

"Woah, lay back down a bit," Zayn put his hand on my arm.

"W-where am I? What happened?" I did as I was told and looked around to realize I was in a hospital.

"You're in the hospital. You passed out backstage after the performance. We brought you to the emergency room and they said you fainted because of your anemia, not because of your cancer. They're giving you a blood transfusion now," He pointed to the blood bag hanging from the IV stand.

"How long was I out?" I sat up again, slower this time.

"About an hour," He shrugged. "Lou's on the phone with your mum now."

"Shit! Why'd he call her?"

"Calm down, you need to rest. But she obviously already knew, so does anyone with a computer, television or phone. But she isn't flying out here until tomorrow, so don't panic," Zayn half smiled as he said this.

"What about chemo tomorrow?"

"Well, you're going to stay here overnight just in case, then tomorrow morning you're just going to do chemo then leave." Zayn told me.

"How long does chemo take?"

"Dr. J said about 5-5 1/2 hours," Hr frowned. "He recommended to bring an entertaining friend and a good book."

"Ugh," I groaned. "Can you do me a favor?"

"Anything, love," He gripped my hand.

"Can you call Reese and tell her to come here when she can?" I croaked. My mouth was dry. Good thing Reese lived in New York...

"Sure," He smiled and stood up to dig his mobile out of his pocket. "What's her number?"

I told him and he dialed it.

*Zayn's P.O.V.*

"Hello?" Someone with an American accent answered.

"Reese? This is Zayn Malik, Kendall's boyfriend," I smiled as I said the words 'Kendall' and 'Boyfriend' next to eachother.

"Well, hello, Zayn," She laughed. "What can I do for you?"

I stepped out into the hall. "Don't panic, but Kendall's in the hospital, and she wants you to come whenever you can."

"Why?"

"She fainted backstage at the telethon. She's alright though, she's getting a blood transfusion as we speak. She just wants you heard," I explained.

"I'll be right over." She hung up.

She did, in fact, mean right over. She was there in minutes. Reese's hair was tied up in a messy bun, and she had glasses instead of contacts in. She was wearing sweat pants, and I envied her. She looked comfy. I recognized her, even though I'd never met her. She was in the popular television show, Cara, and guess who she played? Cara, you got it. She'd met Kendall through that show, Kendall had been a guest star last year, and they were instant best friends.

"Where is she?" She asked.

"She's in there."

*Reese's P.O.V.*

"She's in there," He told me, jabbing a thumb at the door.

I went in without knocking. She looked pail and worn out, her blonde hair pulled away from her unusually pail face. She was tan last time I saw her, which was the other day before her last concert. I guess not having enough red blood cells can really take a lot out of you...

"Kendall!"

"Reese!"

"How are you?" I asked.

"I'm alright. Did you watch the telethon?" She asked in her heavy british accent.

"No, I had filming and it ran late, sorry," I apoligized.

"So you don't know?" Kendall asked me. What didn't I know?

"Know what?" I replied.

"I have cancer, Reese," She stated, as if it didn't bother her to say it. But it bothered me.

"Kendall, stop joking around, that isn't funny," I play smacked her knee.

"I'm not joking," She said.

"Pff, yeah right." I rolled my eyes.

"I'm serious, Reese," She pushed on.

"No, you aren't," I stood up and tears stung my eyes.

"Yes, I am, Reese," She sounded serious...

"Stop lying, Kendall, this isn't funny anymore," I back away. Please be kidding, Kendall.

"Why do you think I'm in this hospital bed?" She shouted.

"You're anemic! That's why!" I raised my voice, too.

"I'm anemic because I have cancer!" She began crying.

I held her, trying to be a good friend. "So you're dating Zayn?" I asked, trying to make her laugh and take her mind off it.

"Yeah," Kendall giggled and whiped her eye.

I gave her a thumbs up, which actually made her laugh. "Good job." I winked obnoxiously.

"Thanks," She sniffled.

"So you really like him?"

"I love him,"