Lost: A Niall Horan Fanfic

Chapter 9

Ruez (POV)

"I can't tell them because everything will fall apart!"

"But they will be there for you no matter what, Ruez."

I sighed and pushed my hair back. She just didn't understand, it wasn't that easy. I know that I should tell them but I just can't bring myself to do it.

"Annais, it just not the moment to say anything."

"Then when is it," she asked, " Huh? When cuz I would like to know."

"Do you know what he will say? He won't give a fuck at all," I tried to get her to see my side of the argument.

"You know what," she huffed," you wanna go through this alone that's fine, just think of your mom, think of Jett!"

With that she opens the car door and walks out, her hair bouncing behind her like a cape. Like she's a hero and she is, at least to me she is.

"Wait," I call out, my hand extended, "Annais!"

Annais (POV)

I hear him call my name, but I ignore him. Let him ruin his life, but I just can't stand by and let him ruin everything that matters, everything that's worth it.

I run up the stairs with tears running down my face and I text the only person I can. I walk into my room and lock the door, opening the window, waiting.

Niall (POV)

My phone vibrates and I check it.

Annais:  Will u come?

I set my cup down and pull on a shirt, grab the bottle of scotch and my keys.

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The rode is pitch black and its quiet, too quiet and I can't stop the thoughts running through my mind. The guilt. The want and need.

So I turn on the radio and The Summer Set comes on with Happy For You. I bump up the volume and let my thoughts simmer and drift into the night as I drive to her house.

Annais (POV)

I've changed out of my clothes and taken a shower, all without thinking of anything but the task at hand.

I turn and there he is. I run up to him and throw myself into him. He smells vaguely of alcohol.

"What did he do this time?"

I don't answer because right now I just need him to hold me, nothing else. And he seems to have figured it out because all he does is sit us on my bed and stroke my hair, murmuring in my ear softly.

Niall (POV)

I can't bear to see her like this, it breaks my heart and immediately I feel like she would be better off without him and with me, but it is a selfish thought.

For a moment I feel like this is real, me holding her and helping her feel better. If I try hard enough I can just imagine what it would be like to be the one she thinks about, to be the one to light up her world like nobody else.

But the thought crumbles and flies away when she mumbles, "Ruez has cancer."

At first I think that I heard wrong but he eyes confirm that I didn't.

I swallow and ask very quietly, "What do you mean?"

He wipes her face and I'm struck my how beautiful she is and how vulnerable she looks in that particular moment. And I want to hold her up, never letting her fall.