Larry Stylinson's Cancer Battle

Chapter Sixteen

(Louis's Pov)

"Louis, I've got some news..."

And that's when everything froze to me.

There was no sound, no movement, it was like the earth had stopped revolving all at once.

There was honestly no thoughts running through my head. I was like a deer in headlights. Not a clue what was going on in the world.

"Lou" zayn nudged my shoulder, somehow bringing me out of my delicate trance.

I swallowed, nodding my head.

"So, as I said. There are some things id like to go over with you. Are you with me, Mr. Tomlinson?" the doctor eyed me up and down.

"Y-yes?" it came out more of a question than an answer.

Zayn's arm around my waste gave a slight squeeze.

"Right, well it looks as if the chemo isn't exactly, helping. You're body isn't functioning to the fluids going through. It's kinda 'rejecting' them, you might say." He have me a heart-wrenching look as he saw a tear escape my eyes.

"So with that being said, we're going to perform another surgery on you, try to get a bit more of the access tumor out, and then put you through a few more rounds of chemo, along with some radiation." He breathed out sadly.

"Radiation?" zayn asked.

"Yes, you could think of it as a laser that beams some if the tumor away. If that makes since at all." he laughed, trying to enlighten the mood.

Enlighten the mood? I've basically been told that my treatment isn't working. What if the rest of the treatment doesn't work? then where will I be?

"Right, I've gotta go check on another patient, but I'll send a nurse back in to start the new chemo round shortly." He walked out, leaving me and a stunned, speechless zayn alone in my empty hospital room.

"Well fuck." I whispered.

"Um, I ah... yanno, Lou, you're stronger than you think and if you just-"

"Stop." I cut him off.

He looked at me hurtfully, but I couldn't even care at the moment.

"Louis" he started again, but I wouldn't have it.

"Don't lie to me. DON'T fucking lie to me, Zayn." I hissed through my teeth.

"I-i, I can't." His breath hitched, forming years visible. He got up from the bed and raced out of the room, leaving me alone.

"FUCK!" I yelled at the top of my voice.

"Fuck cancer, fuck chemo, fuck the world, just fuck everything!" i sobbed.

"Lou?" a voice came from the door.

A voice that was all too similar and that I hadn't heard from in a while.

I lifted my head from the pillow, finding Harry standing in the door way, tear stained cheeks and baggy clothes on.

"Haz?" I croaked out, opening my arms, awaiting his embrace.

"Louis" he sobbed, racing and throwing himself at me.

That's when I broke. All the emotions I tried to sustain within the past few days had been let free, onto my boyfriends shoulder.

"I know you think it's bad right now, but it'll only make us stronger. I'm not lying to you, Lou. I wouldn't do that. I'm promising you." He hiccuped.

"I love you, Haz. So fucking much." I cried.

"Forever and always, love. Forever and always."