Because You Loved Me (Liam Payne/Harry Styles Fanfiction)

Chapter 24

*A/N: I decided I'm going to skip a few weeks so the story doesn't drag on and on. <3 Here's chapter 24. enjoy. (:

*3 weeks later*

*Toni's P.O.V.*

I've been laying in bed for three weeks now. I'm really sick. At first I thought it was just a flu, but flus don't really last this long.

Liam has been constantly taking care of me when he's not doing a concert or a signing.

I was broke out of my thoughts when Liam came in the room.

"Hey babe. How are you feeling?" He asked.

"How have I been feeling for three weeks?" I asked sarcastically.

"I'm sorry, love." He said sympathetically.

"It's okay."

Right after I said that, I was running to the bathroom. I sat down in front of the toilet and vomit came spilling out of my mouth. Liam came in and pulled my hair out of my face.

After I was done, I got on my feet and brushed the taste out of my mouth.

"Would you like me to run you a bath?" Liam asked when I finished brushing my teeth.

"Yes, please." I said and walked out of the bathroom and into the bedroom of our hotel suit. I got out some sweats and one of Liam's t-shirts.

I took a look in the mirror. Wow, I really look terrible. My hair was going in all different directions. I had dark circles under my eyes and I looked pretty much lifeless.

"You're bath is ready, love" Liam said.

I turned to smile at him. "Thank you"

I walked into the bathroom and undressed. I stepped into the bath and latest down.

The hot water felt good on my tensed muscles.

I lay in the bath for a while longer until the water began getting cold.

I stood up and got out. I grabbed a towel and started drying myself off. I put my clothes on and brushed through my hair. I put my hair in a messy bun and walked out.

Liam was laying on the bed, watching tv.

"How do you feel now, love?" He asked smiling.

"A little better, but I still feel like shit." I told him, walking towards the bed and lay down. "What could possibly be wrong with me?"

"I don't know. Maybe we should take you to a doctor." He said.

I was hoping he wouldn't say that. I hate doctors. They were nice people. I never had a problem with them. I just don't like going to them, because they always find something severely wrong.

"I don't know..." I said nervously.

"Well we can't just sit here and let you suffer." He said.

"I know. Why don't we go in the morning?" I said, giving in.

"Okay. Just rest for now." He said pulling me closer to him. I lay my head on his chest and soon drifted off to sleep.

------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

I woke up and Liam wasn't next to me. Where did he go?

I walked down stairs and saw Liam sitting on the couch tapping away on his phone. Probably tweeting. Harry was sitting next to him watching the sports network.

"Hey guys" I said almost a whisper.

"Hey love. How you feeling this morning?" Liam said.

"Like shit." I said simply.

"I made your doctors appointment. Would you like to eat some breakfast before we go?" Liam asked.

"No. I'm not hungry. I just want to get this over with." I said.

"Okay. Harry wants to come with us. Is that alright?" Liam asked.

"Yeah, that's fine." I said.

"Sweet. Now, go brush your hair and change. I am NOT going out in public with you looking like that" Harry said with a wink.

I gave him the finger and went up stairs to brush my hair and teeth. I was too week to put on jeans, so I slipped on some yoga pants and a t-shirt.

I went back down stairs and the guys were already waiting at the door.

We went out to the rental car and about ten minutes later, we arrived at the doctors office.

"Hello. Do you have an appointment?" I woman said sweetly as we approached the front desk.

"Yes, ma'am. Toni Rossman." Liam said to her.

"Oh yes. The doctor is ready to see you now." She said and walked us to a room.

We sat in there for about five minutes waiting for the doctor. I lay on the bed and stare at everything in the room.

Liam was sitting next to me, holding my hand, trying to calm my nerves. It helped a little bit.

Finally the doctor came in and I sat up.

"Hello, Ms. Rossman." He said sitting down in a chair. "What seems to be the problem?" He asked.

"I've been sick for three weeks now. I've been throwing up and I can barely walk. My legs get weak if I stand up for more than a couple of seconds." I explained.

"Okay. Well we're going to run some tests and we'll let you know when the test come back. It shouldn't take more than 45 minutes." He told me and I nodded my head.

We waited in the room, and right on cue, 45 minutes later, the doctor came in, staring at his clipboard with a blank expression.

"Toni, there's no easy way to tell you this." He started off.

"Well, get on with it." I said getting anxious.

"Toni.... You have cancer."