till death...

chapter three

Louis's POV

Asherson's Syndrome is an extremely rare autoimmune disorder caused by the creation of blood clots over a period of hours, days, weeks, or months. It attacks the perfectly healthy tissues in my body and has many life threatening side effects and I was diagnosed with it 8 years ago.

I was 9 at the time and I've lived in 5 different hospitals since then, each trying to find a cure, each unsuccessful.

"Louis what's going on, are you okay." The short nurse with long brown hair had a worried expression across her face.

"Yeah I just can't stop coughing. Could I get some water?"

"Of course! Just give me one minute i'll be right back." She ran around the corner while I sat down in the waiting room.

"Here." she paused. "Have you taken your meds yet?"

"No." I look away because I know I was supposed to take them 4 hours ago.

"Louis you have to want to help yourself ya know. The medicine won't work unless you do."  She patted my back and walked back to her spot behind the desk.

I hated being in the hospital, I never got used to it. And every time I even begin to get used to I'm transferred states away. I have no option of even going to uni so after high school I just let my life waste away.

My conditions so rare that I feel like a human science experiment, only about 300 people have Ashersons in the whole world. As of now I've had 16 surgeries to remove blood clots all of which were successful but they never prevented more from developing.

Keeping friends and significant others has been really hard too. I have a few close friends back home but I haven't seen them in years. I've also kept in touch with my last boyfriend, we mutually decided to end things and just stay friends after being together for 3 years. His names James. He was tall, blonde, and blue eyed. Honestly just the perfect stereotypical boy. While his looks were amazing, he was really more of the jealous type. He couldn't stand me talking to any other guy so It was probably for the best that we broke up.

To Louis :

Hey Lou, I got a new phone! it's James:)

From Louis :

About time, when are you gonna come visit me.

To Louis :

You just got moved in, Give me some time Mr. Un-patient.

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I laid in bed for hours but never got tired. I looked over at the clock, it was only 10:37. each unit "closed down" around 10:00. Even though I'd only just moved in each hospital was usually similar.

I stuck my head out of my door and saw the night shift nurse get up and go to the coffee bar. Now was my chance. I ran quietly to the desk and found the little sticky note with the units keypad code. '9375#' Then I ran to the door put in the code and slowly opened it all before the nurse even noticed.

I had no clue where I planned on going but my feet took me to the front desk of the whole hospital. Then I found myself asking:
"Excuse me but could you tell me if there is a patient by the name of Harry?"

The man behind the desk looked at me for a few seconds before speaking.

"I'm not exactly allowed to disclose that information. But since I'm feeling nice I'll take a look."

I stand there quietly tapping my fingers against the blue counter top.

"Looks like we have a few Harry's, What's his last name?"

"Um, I don't know, I just met him today." I looked at the man with a desperate expression.

"Okay then, how old would you say he is?"

"He's probably 18 or 19." I hoped I was right.

"Yep there is a Harry. Last name Styles , age 18. This him?" He turned his computer screen to face me. It was very much the curly headed boy I met earlier.

"He's roomed on '6A' but you didn't hear that from me." He winked and I gave him a thankful smile.

I didn't realize that I was nervous until the elevator opened and let me off on the 6th floor.  I hadn't thought my plan through very well because the doors to the unit were locked and there was no way of figuring out the code from the outside. I decided to stand behind a fake plant. I looked around trying to come up with an idea when I noticed the sign beside the door was plastered with white letters that read 'Unit : 6A  Cancer Treatment Center' Harry had cancer? I was in mid shock when  someone walked out to which I then grabbed the door and slid inside. Weirdly there was no nurse at the desk and the unit seemed abandoned. 

Every unit looked the same so I started walking down the hall where the patient rooms were located. I stopped at the very last room at the end of the hall where Harry's names was pasted in blue lettering on the wooden door.

I knocked. My stomach was on the floor and all I could think about was that this was a dumb idea and he's probably already asleep. I start to turn away.

Then the door opened.

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Tehe :) hope you enjoyed Louis backstory and POV