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

Chapter Twelve

I woke up feeling nauseous. I called Dr. J and asked if that was normal, he said yes, and that he'd get a prescription filled out for me and have Erica pick it up. I thanked him, and realized I had a huge, overly sensitive sore in my mouth.

Zayn woke up about five minutes after I got off the the phone. "Goodmorning, beautiful." He gave me a kiss on the cheek.

"Goodmorning, handsome," I kissed him on the lips.

"How are you feeling?" He asked after I pulled away.

"A bit sick, actually. Erica's bringing over some medicine." I told him.

He nodded. "Is there anything I can do?"

"No, I'm fine," I smiled to myself as I snuggled up to him.

"You're parents are here, so are the girls," He said in his Bradford accent.

"When did they get in?" I asked him.

"About midnight. I went to go say hello while you were asleep," He replied.

"Did they get their own room? My parents?"

"Yes, they're just down the hall. Louis, Eleanor, Liam, and Danielle are all in one room, and Harry moved over with Niall." He explained.

"Mmm... Want to go say hello to my parents? Do you think they'd be up?" I asked.

"I'd think so, it's about noon," Zayn pointed to the clock.

"Well come on then," I stood up and motioned for him to follow me.

He led me to their room, and tentativley knocked on the door.

"Coming," My mother sang. Oh mum. She swung the door open.

"Hey, mum," I greeted her, nearly falling into her arms. I've missed her so much.

"Kendall," She pet my hair and held me. "How are you?" She held me at arms length.

"As good as I can be," I laughed. We talked about chemo and what the plan was and how I was feeling and so on.

We decided to get everyone to go to lunch together. Everyone. Me, my parents, Louis, Zayn, Harry, Niall, Liam, Eleanor, Danielle, Reese, Erica, Brody, Dr. J, Wendy. We laughed and ate and had a great time, and I felt good for the first time in a while.

FRIDAY AFTERNOON

The last few days here were great, all of my friends and family here (except my little sisters. they were staying with my grandmum). I'd near to completley forgot about my situation. Zayn and I had just gone for a walk in Central Park, and I was all sweaty. We went back to my hotel room so I could take a shower. Zayn lounged on my bed, flipping through channels on the telly.

As I shampooed, I pulled out a huge clump of hair. I screamed at the thought I was losing my hair so soon.

*Zayn's P.O.V.*

I heard Kendall scream and I bolted up and sprinted for the bathroom. The door was unlocked, thankfully. I opened it to see her sitting on the floor of the tub, water running, her head in her hands. She was completly unharmed, but she was grasping a huge chunk of blonde hair, and there was a giant bald spot on the side of her head. She was crying.

"Kendall?" I asked.

She didn't answer me, she just continued sobbing.

I turned off the water and wrapped a towel around her naked, shivering body. She didn't resist. I pulled her into my lap.

"My hair," she squeaked.

"I know, I'm sorry," I whispered, not knowing what else to say.

"You know what this means?" She said softly, looking up at me.

"What?"

"That it's really happening, that this isn't all a dream," She sobbed.

"Let's just hope we wake up soon,"