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(A/N) CHANGED MY MIND I DON'T WANNA END IT YET SO I AINT GONNA!!!

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Louis' POV

"He's really lucky. I know it might look bad now, but we were just about to call, there is a heart available, a perfect match for Louis,"

Oh my fuck, I'm about to get a heart.

What about Harry? Oh my fuck.

I try to open my eyes, but I can't. I can't move any part of my body.

"Harry, he's going to live without taking your beating heart. You really should consider getting treatment honey," I hear a doctor's voice speak, I think it's that bitch Swender.

"I love you so fucking much, Lou. No matter what happens, you are everything to me, and always will be love," I feel Harry's lips brush against my forehead as he speaks, then he presses kisses into my forehead and mouth.

"I love you to, Harry," I think as hard as I can, hoping he received my mental message.

I feel my bed being wheeled away, in pursuit of my new heart.

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Harry's POV

Niall helps me into a hospital bed in a room next to Louis. I rub my hands over my face and through my hair.

"Harry, I have some news," Dr. Shepherd, I believe, enters the room with my Xrays and MRIs

"Yeah?" I choke out, leaning back into the bed, every breath resulting in searing pain from my spine.

"With a team of 27 surgeons, and 18 hours, I think we can completely remove the tumor." Dr. Shepherd informs me, and mine and Niall's jaws are on the fucking floor.

"Oh my god, Harry! You have to get the surgery!" Niall jumps out if his chair.

"What? Are you serious?" I ask, trying to sit up but ultimately failing.

"I have been staring at your scans ever since you left. We need to take some updated ones today, but assuming that the tumor hasn't grown exponentially, I think I can get it all. There are some risks, but this is your best chance," Dr. Shepherd announced, his assistant rushing off to schedule my scans I'm assuming.

"What are the risks?" Liam asks for me, knowing it hurts me too much to talk.

"Well, with a tumor this complicated and in this location, paralysis is likely, and death is always a risk. But it is also likely that you will be completely fine as well," Dr. Shepherd hesitates at first.

I feel tears brimming in my eyes, and I make no effort to stop them. Niall scoots closer to me and grabs my hand in both of his, squeezing.

"You gotta make him okay doc, please make it so he can walk," Niall begs, tears streaming down his cheeks.

"I'm very good at what I do, and I wouldn't be proposing this if I didn't think there was a good chance," Dr. Shepherd responds.

Liam walks up to my bedside, pushes my hair back, and kisses my head.

"I support you either way, love you man," he says against my forehead, leaving another kiss.

"I'll have the surgery, but I want to sign a DNR,"

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Louis' POV

I wake up with a sharp pain in my chest, and a very dry mouth.

When I open my eyes. I see Liam and Niall, leaning on each other and sleeping on the couch in my room.

"Hey, lads!" I whisper yell, causing them to stir.

"Oh my god! Louis! You're awake! You got a new ticker! You're gonna be okay!" Liam celebrated, gently hugging me.

"Louis thank god!" Niall exclaimed, joining the hug.

"Where's my ba-, Harry? Oh god," panic sets in when I realize he isn't here.

"Louis! How are you feeling?" Dr. Yang enters the room, questioning me. Her assistant, Dr. Avery, follows closely behind.

"I'm okay, but where is Harry?" I ask again, hearing my heart rate quicken on the monitor.

"When you were receiving your heart transplant, Harry got checked out again. Dr. Shepherd has a team of 27 surgeons, and they think they can remove the tumor and all the cancerous cells. It's an 18 hour procedure, he went in for surgery about 4 hours ago," Dr. Avery calmly spoke.

"Oh my god. How is it going? I have to see him," I try to stand up, only to be pushed down by Dr. Yang and Dr. Avery.

"Louis, you have to stay here and rest. I am actually set to scrub into Harry's surgery in a few minutes, but I will send Dr. Avery to come give you an update, okay? I am going to give you something to help you relax now," Dr. Yang does her best to console me, administering something through my IV that immediately calms me down.

"Please, he's my everything. Don't let him die, please," I beg, earning a nod from them both.

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