My True Soulmate (Harlena Fanfiction)

Chapter 7

Harry

"Romeo Styles?" the nurse called.

 Buddy stood up with a cute wide grin on his face, the missing front tooth making his smile so precious. My large hand went up and ruffled his straight blonde hair, in which I earned an adorable giggle from him.

"You're not nervous, are you Buddy?" I asked the little kid.

"Noooo." he said dragging the word out. I gave his bum a little kick with the toe of my shoe as he and mum walked over to the nurse. Gemma and I stayed in the waiting room since it was just a check up. Nothing serious. Or so I thought.

My little brother isn't so little anymore. It's crazy how big he's getting now. It feels like just yesterday when I was holding his tiny figure in my arms, introducing him to the big scary world. I remember it, clear as day. The doctors let me and Gemma in the room and mum was holding Romeo. She let Gemma hold him and then it was my turn. That was definitely the best day of my life. Now, 5 years later, my little brother isn't even scared of going to the doctors.

About 20 minutes later, mum and Buddy came walking out the door. Gem and I let out sighs of relief with how worried we were when they took so long. It was until we saw their faces, that our worry had come back. Red, puffy and tear stained faces but an uncomfortable silence filling the air. I decided to break the silence.

"What's wrong?"

Mum broke into hysterical sobs and cried into Gemma's shoulder as little Romeo wrapped his arms around my legs. I kneeled down to be eye level with him and wrapped my arms around his little torso.

"What's wrong, Buddy?"

His little petite hands rubbed his green eyes as he sniffed.

"Hazza... they told me and Mumsy that I have cancer."
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"Romeo Styles was my little brother. People called him Buddy as a pet name but soon it just became his nickname. 2 years ago, he was diagnosed with-- with..." I sighed, raking a shaky hand through my hair. "Buddy was diagnosed with cancer."

A gasp escaped Darcy's lips at my words. She used one hand to cover her mouth and the other one to intertwine our fingers together. Her big brown eyes started watering and I had to force myself to look away. I couldn't bare to see her cry. I would just break.

"Little Romeo, he uh... he was scared. I remember thinking about how big he was getting, ya know? I asked him if he was still scared of the doctor and he said no. The kid was only 5, I mean," my voice unintentionally cracked, tears blurring my vision, "5 year old's deserve to live a happy, worry-free childhood.

"Buddy was an extraordinary kid. He still is and everybody loves him. He had to stay in the hospital so I would visit him all the time. For some unknown reason, my mum moved me here last year. She claimed that it was to find my soul mate. She said that once I find my soul mate, I can go back to England and see him. She told me that Buddy wanted to meet my soul mate and somehow she knew you were here."

I stopped for a second to regain myself and take a deep breath. Darcy was still holding my hand but she was also rubbing my back now. As much as I wanted the gesture to comfort me, I remained tense. This topic is not only sensitive but it's heartbreaking. I'm surprised I actually got my words out. 

"Romeo is 7 now but he's still in the hospital. When Gemma came, I asked her everything about him. How he's doing, if he's getting better... and he's, h-he's... he's not." I shook my head.

Now that I've confessed that Buddy isn't getting better, realization is hitting me like a shit ton of bricks. Hot tears started flowing from my eyes and streaming down my face but I can't do anything to stop it. I feel weak and vulnerable as uncontrollable sobs escape my burning lips.