Chapter Twenty-Eight: A Stabbing Feeling

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Harry's P.O.V.

Her words felt like someone stabbed me in my heart. Kaila's words might have pained me but the doctor's words were worse. How could my little girl get a brain tumor? This isn't fair. How long does she have to live? How will I explain this to Natalie when she does die? What am I supposed to do? 

Kaila just stands there. Her eyes are wet and she is frozen with shock. How are we going to tell people that Darcy, our little baby girl, has a brain tumor? Who am I kidding? How am I supposed to cope with her having a brain tumor? 

"Harry, Kaila, I know this comes as quite a shock but do you have anything to say?" The doctor asks.

We are both frozen with fear of losing one of our treasures. Our mouths are quiet and we speak no words. Finally Kaila speaks quietly.

"When will we know?"

"Pardon?" The doctor asks.

"When will we know how serious it is and how long she has?"

"It's hard to say. We will do a ton of tests but we just can't be positive because she's so little." The doctor explains.

"Can she come home with us?" I ask finally.

"We want her to stay here for a few days. For now I suggest going home, talking about this, and try to figure out a plan. You can come back tomorrow morning."

"Tomorrow morning! How am I supposed to be away from my baby at a time like this?" I scream.

"Harry let's go home," Kaila whispers.

We all follow close behind her and the doctor picks up Darcy and closes the door behind us. I grab Natalie and hold her close. My phone buzzes and the screen says I have a message from Louis. 

Where are you guys? We assumed you guys left the club so we went back to your flat but you guys weren't there and niether are the babies or your mum. :):)

Louis always puts those smiley faces at the end of the text unless he's upset. I do it too.

Not home. Kinda busy. We will be home soon enough. I write back.

? :):)

He noticed the absense of smiley faces. 

Tell you when we get home. 

............

We pull up the the flat and get out od the car without a sound. I open the door and the boys run up to us. 

"Where were you?" Zayn asks.

"Why did you leave the club?" Naill asks.

"Where's Darcy?" Liam asks.

"Why no smiley faces?" Louis asks.

All of their questions come flying at us at the same time. 

"We felt like something was wrong so we left." Kaila explains.

"We were at the hospital." I tell them.

"Darcy is there now." Kaila adds. 

"And there were no smiley faces because......... because............... because" I stutter. "Because Darcy has a brain tumor." 

"What?" Ther all say at once.

"We just found out." I say.

"What are you guys going to do?" Liam asks.

"We don't know. We don't even know how serious it is. We won't know for a while. Once we find out how serious it is we will get a better idea of how long we have until... you know."

Kaila keeps quiet. The absense of her voice breaks my heart. Kail;a deserves better than this kind of heartbreak. We have been through so much together. I guess this is another thing to add to the list. 

"I guess this postpones the wedding." Zayn says.

"We haven't really talked about it." I say.

"I don't want it to postpone anything. I want to be married this Valentine's Day because by the time next Valentine's Day rolls around we don't even know if Darcy will be with us. I want her at our wedding." Kaila explains.

Kaila's P.O.V.

This is all my fault. I carry that gene. Cancer and brain tumors run in my family. I caused this. I had a brother. I never knew him because he died of a brain tumor before I was born. For the first time ever, I call my mom for advice.

Ring.......Ring...........Ring

Hello? My mom answers.

Mom? I ask. 

Kaila? Why are you calling me? I mean I love that you're calling me it's just I thought you never wanted to speak to me again. She says confused

I didn't and I still don't but I need help. I tell her

Kaila baby what's wrong? You never want advice from me. She asks.

Darcy was just diagnosed with a brain tumor. Since Brian had one I was hoping you could give me advice. I explain. 

Oh sweetheart I am so sorry. I have no advice. Each brain tumor is different. You and different than I am. You have twins. Darcy is a girl. You are in, love with Darcy's dad. You guys are engaged. You and Harry are famous. I can't help you. I'm sorry. She tells me. 

Once again mom. you are no help. I tell her. 

Now what am I supposed to do? This is all my fault. I feel like I was just stabbed. 

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Author's Note:

Sorry it's short. I'm sick and I wanted to end it there. The next one will be longer I promise. 

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