Niall's Cancer Battle: A 1D Fanfic

Chapter Seventeen: A Week

*A/N* thanks again for reading. Sorry about chapter sixteen. /:

Chapter Seventeen: A Week

**Niall's POV**

All of the lads stand around Zayn looking at him as if he's gone mental. Hell, even I think he's gone around the bend. Across the bridge of insanity even. We've just come back from dropping Mammy at the airport when Zayn dropped his "brilliant idea"on us.

"You can't be serious Zayn," Liam has his arms crossed and looks at Zayn with arched eyebrows. "Are you even hearing yourself?!"

"Of course I am. And it's a brilliant idea lads!" Zayn sounds so sure of himself. "It's just for a month."

"A month!" Harry exclaims and snacks his hands against his thighs. "A month Zayn?!"

"Zayn that's too long."

"You have to consider Niall-"

"I am considering Niall!" Zayn yells at us to shut up, shooting us more than a couple angry glares. "I just think that a month without contact would let us experience just how things will be when..," Zayn trails off, his eyes flick towards me and the lads look at me as well. The message is clear.

"Oh so now you're just giving up any hope you have," Liam mutters angrily.

Zayn sighs. "Look I'm not giving up hope. I'm trying to be realistic. You saw how Harry exploded in the car earlier. I'm sure both of you are holding something in as well," Zayn looks pointedly at Louis and Liam.

Louis lets out a breath and nods his head. "Yeah I suppose I am."

"Alright. Then this could be good for all of us."

"But Zayn a month is an awfully long time!" Liam holds his hand out in my direction. "Niall might be...gone by then."

I laugh bitterly and the lads turn towards me confused. "I'm still in the room you know. I can hear and feel still," I say. Honestly it's driving me mad how they keep talking as if I'm already nonexistent.

Louis walks over to me and puts his hand on my arm. "Niall I'm sorry that we keep talking as if you aren't here."

I smile at the older boy. "It's okay Lou. I'm sure you have to start sometime..." Louis pouts and I can see tears in his. "Oh no please don't cry Lou," I say and pull him into a hug.

"Maybe we don't need a month away from each other Zayn. Maybe we need a month away from everyone else," Liam suggests and Lou steps out of my embrace.

"Perhaps it's better if we stick together rather than test the waters apart," Louis says and I look at him impressed. Sass Master has some oldness to him.

"I don't know. I just feel as if a month away from eachother would do us some good."

"How about a week? Just a week?" Harry says. "A week couldn't hurt right boys?" Everyone nods slowly, contemplating over what they were really asking.

"Yeah I could do a week," Louis says quietly.

"Okay so are we on agreement? A week without contact. No texts or phone calls to each other. No tweets with tagging the other user. Nothing," Zayn looks at each of us directly and I see a flash of pain pass in his eyes before his eyes drift over me to Louis.

"A week," we all agree.

"Alright. There's plenty of hotels around here. I suggest we all check into different ones."

"If there somehow turns out to be an emergency, then we can call one of the lads correct?" Louis asks Zayn.

"Yes but only on emergencies. Are we clear? We need to do this lads. We've got to get used to changes," Zayn says, his voice tired.

"Niall are you alright with it? You haven't said much," Liam asks me.

I give him a small smile. "I'm fine. I think it'll be good for us," I say even though I'm thinking the complete opposite. A week? A week without the lads? Didn't they know how many weeks I possibly have left? I really don't want to waste one on some experiment Zayn has thought up.

But I keep my mouth shut from protesting. I can see it in the eyes of the other lads. They're all dealing with something in their head. Whether it be about me dying or how they're going to deal with it afterwards. They were dealing with something heavy on their shoulders. They needed this time. Especially Zayn.

I nod and smile wider this time, hoping to look convincing. "Yeah, it'll be worth it," I say and the lads already seem a bit lighter on their feet.

"Okay boys, pack your stuff. We leave tonight and meet back up next Friday morning. That gives us an exact week," Zayn says and already he's walking away towards his room.

The lads all look at eachother before following Zayn's example. I walk over to the couch and sit down. I'll pack later. I just need a couple moments to catch up.

**A/N**

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