Chapter 3: Constant Reminder.

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Serena's P.O.V.~~~~~~~~

Almost as soon as my eyes flutter open,I feel the flips in the bottom of my stomach.

Jumping from the comfort of my sheet,Chasing for the bathroom,Feeling as if its miles away. Trowing myself to the floor,Being so thankful Harry left the seat up this time,As i feel the eruption release my mouth,along with tears from my eyes.

After minutes of this nonstop torture,I open my eyes,Revealing last nights dinner,With the explosive beats of pounding from my head. Each throb with the rush of unbearable pain,Running through every inch of my head...Unable to do a thing.

Letting out cries,I feel tiny. As if nothing i do,or say,will do a inch of good.

Crawling my way back to my bed,Every slightest movement cause breakable pain to electrocute through my body. Letting the tears swim down my face,I cant help but feel grateful Harry is not here. That hes at the studio while in like this. From last night him seeing my nose bleed,I cant put anymore pressure on him. Hes too busy with recording and booking shows.

I don't need to put anymore weight on his shoulders.

Turning to my phone,I cant help but become curious. I have a feeling what is already wrong with me,But it doesn't hurt to be sure.

Typing in my symptoms,My exact prediction pops up.

I was warned i still had a chance of relapse. But the words still making every inch of me go numb.

Brain Tumor.

I cant help but break. Having my heart shatter in two. Not being able to control my future. I feel selfish. Selfish for bringing Harry and all my friends through it with me. I wont put them through no more. The thing that's best to do..

Is keep it to myself.

~~~~~~~Harry's P.O.V.

"HONEY! I'M HOME!" Running over to our bed as i hop on,hearing a quiet yelp.

"Hey Harry." Looking into her eyes,I see they are red,Along with dried tears or her cheeks.

"Babe whats wrong..."

"Nothing! I..Just missed you." Pulling me into her arms,I cant help but feel fooled from the fake smile upon her lips.

"Your lying to me." I say into her hair.

"No,I'm not. I wouldn't lie to you. I was watching The Vow and just cried cause i didn't have you here. That's all babe." Feeling uneasy,I continue to look into her eyes.

"You sure...Cause if anything you com-" Before i can finish,She trows herself onto me,With the smash of her lips.

"Just. Shut. Up." Between kisses she goes,Causing me to lose my train of thought completely.

~~~~~~Serena's P.O.V.

"Harrrrrryyyyyyy!!!!"Feeling the rush of his footsteps,I cant help but laugh.

"WHAT?! WHAT HAPPEN?!" With no words,I point to the top of the half painted wall,Demonstrating the failing success of reaching.

"That's what you scream my name like your hurt for!" I nod my head,Causing a smirk to spread his lips. I raise my brow,Questionably.

"What are you thinking Styles?..." Dipping his fingers into the rich red paint,Revealing his now covered hand.

"You know...I wonder if this would look good on you.." Before i can respond,His hand is whipped my way,Causing my green shirt to now be mixed with the color.

"You did not just do that..." He answers with laughter,As i look up,Seeing the various colors of paint,Quickly dipping of hand into the green,Causing his curls to now be the same color. His face goes blank.

Before we know it,Various colors are thrown from each of us. Red,Blue,Purple,Green,And whatever else i could get my hands on. The first red and white walls,Are now as much as a mess as we are,And i can care less.

As i go to drip my hand in the blue,I freeze, Harry hovers over me with a can of purple paint,Ready to let it swim around me.

"Okay! I surrender!" Letting out laughs,He pulls me into a kiss. His red lips,Hitting my blue ones.

"Well,Look at that,We made purple!" He rolls his eyes as he laughs.

"Your so corny." Pushing him aside in response.

"You know,I think i like the room better like this." Taking my hand as he finishes. We both look around at the splattered studio,Taking it all in.

"Me too babe. Me too."

Having to cherish every moment like its the last,Really does break me more than i am.

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