A/N I know it's not Wednesday, but I couldn't fight the urge to update because I just love writing this story, it's my favourite one out of all of them, I'm going to cry when it's finished. Anyhoo, go read my other stories as well! And don't forget to comment what you think :)
RACHEL'S POV
1 WEEK LATER
Oh my God, I don't think I've ever felt this crap before in my life. After being told I was going to start losing my hair if I continued with my treatment, I made a drastic decision. I couldn't risk Louis finding out that I had cancer that I stopped going. I knew if Emily or dad knew the truth they'd make me go, so during my appointment times, I would tell my dad I was with Emily, and Emily I was with my dad, when really I was with Lou. Besides, the treatment only made me feel even worse than I was from my illness, so I thought it was a pretty sensible thing to do. To be perfectly honest, I wanted to die happy, with Louis, besides, I only had a matter of weeks left, and I wanted to spend them enjoying the life I would never have another chance to experience.
Today was the day me and Louis were going to brave the restaurant we went to for our first date again. I had about 3 hours to get ready, and I knew I couldn't do this alone, so I rang Emily a few minutes ago. She said she'd be round in a few minutes and that I should have chocolate and tea ready for when she got there. I hated lying to Emily about the chemo and radio therapy, but I couldn't tell her. She would make me go, when it's my decision what I want to do with my life, and this is what I want to do.
"RACHEL! EMILY'S HERE!" seconds later, I heard footsteps come running up the stairs. Emily burst through my door, bags and bags of stuff in her arms.
"right, we only have a few hours to make you a masterpiece, let's go, go GO!" she dumped her bags on the bed before looking at me. I had a ton of foundation on to cover up how pale I had become because of the illness. "okay, you go have a shower, wash your hair, shave, especially down there incase you get lucky" she gave me a quick wink before continuing "while I sort out all my things, then we'll do make up, hair, outfit and then you'll be ready, got it? Good, now go" she shoved me out my bedroom door and into the bathroom.
I shut the door behind me before turning on the water. I stripped down and took a quick look at my reflection in the full length mirror. What I saw wasn't what I remembered from a few months ago. The toned, muscular, and tanned body was now replaced with a frail, defeated body, bones visible, and skin paler than snow.
This wasn't what I wanted Louis to see, wasn't what I wanted him to feel...
I shook off my dis-heartened feelings and jumped in the shower. I washed my hair quickly with my apple shampoo, Louis loved the smell of that on my hair. I washed my body with dove body wash, shaved everywhere including down there and then re washed my body. I shut off the water, wrapped my one direction towel around me, and walked back into my room.
The sight I saw was...TERRIFYING. My once tidy room was now covered with make up, hair products, and outfits everywhere.
"oh my god Emily, I was only in the shower for 20 minutes!"
"I know, but I'm fast-"
"is that what Niall told you?"
"shh you, now sit down in the chair, I have a masterpiece to create..." I sat down in the chair and faced the mirror. "Jesus Rachel, why are you so pale?!"
"oh, um, it's just the, er, treatment, it makes me go paler.."
"oh, okay. Does Louis know yet or do I have to put a ton of foundation on you to make you look slighty like you did before?"
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