Waiting Room. ls

Sixteeth Appointment.

"i'm so nervous." louis said, pacing around in the small room.

"i'm sure everything will be okay love." harry said, kissing louis' cheek.

a knock was at the door, then a doctor entered in. "good afternoon mr. tomlinson."

"come on just tell me already! did the surgery cure it?"

"well," she started. "it didn't cure it 100%, but we have taken away about 93% of the cancer. i think if you get chemo about 2 more times, you should be cured."

"really?" harry asked.

"yeah." the doctor said.