Chapter Twenty One

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*Still Zayn's P.O.V.*

Kendall proved both the doctors and Simon wrong.

She continued to improve, shocking all of us.

She was out of the hospital about three days after Simon told me I 'couldn't fall apart'.

She began to respond better to the cancer treatment.

She could do more physical activity longer without getting so tired.

It's been three weeks since she was released from the hospital, and she's seemed better than ever since.

She only had two more sessions of chemo.

I was really, really hoping things would stay like this. Or get better, but this was probably the best I could ask for.

Even though she was feeling better, she was still puking on a regular basis. Tears were brought to her eyes everytime, her cheeks flushed a scarlet red, embarassed and upset.

But, she did start to look less pail. The dark circles under her eyes were all but gone.

Her mood improved.

She seemed... Happy, almost.

On her last session of chemo, I was the only one there, the other boys at a signing, her parents and sisters having flown home for the weekend, Erica and Brody having the day off, and the girls at the hotel.

"Zayn," Kendall began, smiling from ear to ear.

"Yes?" I returned the smile, happy to see her happy.

"I think... I'm better." She whispered, as if she didn't want to jinx it.

"What do you mean?" I was confused.

"I think I'm better," She repeated.

"Do you feel better?"

"So much, so, so much. I feel like the massive weight that had been on my shoulders for the past six months has been lifted off of my shoulders." Kendall kept grinning.

"Is Dr. J or Dr. Mars at the hospital today? Maybe we could ask them?" I began to look around the room for a nurse to ask.

"No, no, but, I have an appointment at Dr. Jameson's office tomorrow to determine whether I need more chemo or radiation or..." She trailed off.

"Or what?" I asked.

"Or if I'm free."

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