Chapter 7

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   I woke up the next day, with Liam's arm wrapped around me. I got up quietly, trying not to wake him, and then made some coffee for us. My head felt as bare as usual. My wig had fallen off while I was sleeping. My hair was auburn when I was younger. But I was bald now that I was doing chemotherapy. Liam came in with a bright smile on his face.

      "Good morning Lay," he greeted me.

      "Good morning to Leeyum," I yawned. 

   We ate our breakfast and sipped our coffee in silence. Neither of us where morning people, and we knew each other well enough to know what would happen if one of us decided to be chatting in the morning. 

      Liam spoke up after ten minutes,

   "I'm going to take you sight seeing," he announced.

    "Sounds good to me! I'll go get ready now!" I said. "I just need to be back by five. I'm meeting Olly for dinner at six!" I said excitedly. Liam nodded and I went back to my room and put my wig on and made sure that I looked presentable. I put on a little bit of foundation and applied a dash of eyeliner. I went to my closet to pick out an outfit. I decided on my red pair of jeans that I rolled into Capri's, and a cute belt with a white tank top. It was simple but cute. I had a sweater in case it got cold. It was summer, but it was still a bit chilly. I grabbed my fringe purse and my phone and we where off.

     We decided on going to see the Big Ben first. It was the closest. We parked a few blocks away. We wern't going to go inside, we where only going to see the outside. I loved taking picutes, so I seized the opportunity and started to take tons of photos with my smart phone. I asked someone to take a picture of Liam and I with the Big Ben in the background, after that picture, we decided to have lunch. 

     "Where are you posting that?" Liam asked as I was about to post the picture of us on my instagram and tumblr. 

     "Instagram and tumblr. Why? I won't post it if you don't want me to," I said.

     "I don't mind. But tweet it and tag me in it!" he said. I nodded as I tweeted the photo as well. I hadn't been on twitter in a long time.

     "Do you remember that tumblr I made a while back? It was for having hope and not giving up on yourself and fighting against sicknesses and all?" I asked.

     "Yeah, you made it about a year or two ago," he said.

     "Well I have over 20 thousand followers on there. And on my instagram. I co-own it with three of my friends who have cancer as well," I said.

      "Really? That's so cool! What do you ah, post on it?..." 

      "Well the girls, Meloney and Evie are my age, and we take turns posting pictures of things that will make people stronger and feel better about themselves, and motivating things. It has been tough the last couple months, so posting made me feel better, like I was helping someone out there. I hope I was helping some kid though," I ranted.

      "Thats sweet of you. and I'm sure that its helping some kid cope out there," he said.

      "I really hope so. I post pictures of me as well, saying that I went in for chemotherapy, or that I was having surgery, and a lot of people wished me good luck, so I feel all warm and fluffy inside when its over. It makes me feel better when I'm in pain," I said. I could tell that talking about me being in pain hurt him, so I brought something else up.

      "Oh and the girls that I share the account with are amazing. Meloney, well everyone calls her Mel, she is from a town outside of Wolverhampton, but we get treatments at the same hospital, so I see her allot. She is my closets friend next to Peggy. And Evie lived in Wolverhampton, but then she moved here to London to get a certain treatment. I'm meeting up with her later on this week," I said.

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