Sweet Disaster
Chapter Nine
Narrator's P.O.V
She was broken. Pushed around too much. Went through so much crap but still kept going. She decided that just because her ex-boyfriend fucked things up for her doesn't mean she cant be happy. She obviously won't tell anyone about what happened but she's also not going to let him control her. She had enough of his bullshit. At times she feels that maybe she deserves whatever is happening to her but than a certain green eyed, curly hair goofball comes into her life and changes all of that. Yes they've only known each other for 2 days but that is enough for Emma to figure out that Harry's not what people say he is. He's not a manwhore, he's the complete opposite. They have been talking over text, phone calls and he visits her at the hospital since she's not allowed to leave yet. Not once did he try flirting with her. There's something magical starting to grow between those two and no one can understand what. Shouldn't she hate him for almost killing her? That's what people thought but that's the thing about us humans. We think too much. We judge too quickly.
He's been pushed around so many times that he's finally just gone numb. He knows that people talk shit but a person can only take so much. He had to grow up faster than normal kids his age. His parents divorce took a toll on him but Harry didn't let that stop him from pursuing his dream of singing. At times he thinks 'maybe going for that audition was a mistake.' If he hadn't gone than maybe he would be leading a better life. Going to school like everyone else. But than he remembers that at school people talk shit too so anywhere he went there would be negativity. Until he meet her. Sure the way they met was negative but out of there meeting only positive things have come forth. She understands him like no other did. Maybe it's cause they're going through the same thing but in different ways? All he knows is that she cares enough to sit down and listen to any stupid story he tells her to pass time and that's all that matters to him. That someone is actually listening.
All he needs is a friend. All she needs is support. She can be his friend and he can be her support.
Harry's P.O.V
Here I am, two days later sitting with a girl that I thought I killed. She hasn't blamed me for anything but I guess that's a good thing. Ever since that day we started talking, I felt an instant connection between us. Not that love at first sight stuff, more like friendship at first sight. She doesn't ask questions about Harry Styles the famous singer in a band, she asks questions about Harry the normal kid. I'm grateful for that! Right now she's eating that disgusting hospital food. I know she hates it by the face she makes. She scrunches up her nose and close her eyes every bite. I've asked her a million times if I can go get her McDonalds or Subway but every time I ask she looks down, covers her stomach and denies my pleading. After a while I just stopped asking knowing that she didn't feel comfortable. I look up at the clock and see that its already 10:20 AM. Oh shoot the results. They must be in by now I should probably go get them.
"I'll be right back, I got to go to the washroom," I say heading to the door.
"There's a washroom in here. Go here," I hear her say
Emma, just let me go. I've already lied to my mates, mom and sister about this. Please don't make me lie to you also.
"Uhh no but the thing is I really got to go. Like number two. I don't want you to hear me or anything!" Great now she's going to think that I'm some creep with diarrhea.
"Okay tmi. Just go before I see something I don't want to," she says laughing at me. See I knew it now she thinks I can't hold it in. This is so embarrassing! I walk out as fast as I can and head towards Dr. Greens office.
I put my hand over the knob but can't find it in me to open it. What if the results are positive.. What am I going to tell mom and Gemma. Please don't be anything bad. I don't think I'll be able to handle one more bad news. I walk into his office and sit down.
"Hey Dr. Green. Do you have the results?" He looks up at me and at that moment by looking into his eyes I know that whatever the results are, they are not good.
"Yes Mr. Styles. Now before I tell you them are you sure you don't want to call your mom? I'm sure she would like to be here to know the news."
"I'm sure. I think I'd rather tell her in the safety of my own house. That way if she does anything drastic no one will see. Please don't stall. Just tell me the results." This moment can either break or make my career.
"I am really sad to say but it's bad news, Mr. Styles. You have Acute lymphoblastic leukemia. Basically meaning its a fast spreading cancer. We weren't able to spot it four months ago due to it being too small for us to notice but now that it's spread throu--"
At that moment it felt like everything had frozen. I can see Dr. Greens lips moving but I cant hear a word he's saying. I have leukemia. I have fucking leukemia. Yeah he warned me that the results will most likely be bad but I hadn't prepared myself for this. What about my career? How am I supposed to tell my band mates that I can't perform with them anymore. Most importantly, how am I supposed to tell my mom? She's not going to be able to take it! She wont be able to survive without me. Right when things were getting better I'm thrown this curveball. Why? All of these thoughts running through my mind are starting to hurt my head and all of a sudden I see two Dr. Greens instead of one. Wait what? Two Dr. Greens? I look down at my hands and see that they're shaking. I try to stand up but fall back down in the chair. Looking up I see Dr. Greens face looking at me concerned.
"Are you alright, Harry?" I think I hear him say. I try to get up again and successfully stand up straight. Only taking about three steps until I realize my legs weigh a ton. Everything around me starts to get blurry and I drop to the floor with a loud bang feeling pain shoot down my arm. I feel two arms around me and the last thing I hear before the darkness takes over me is a girl screaming my name.
Emma.
She was broken. Pushed around too much. Went through so much crap but still kept going. She decided that just because her ex-boyfriend fucked things up for her doesn't mean she cant be happy. She obviously won't tell anyone about what happened but she's also not going to let him control her. She had enough of his bullshit. At times she feels that maybe she deserves whatever is happening to her but than a certain green eyed, curly hair goofball comes into her life and changes all of that. Yes they've only known each other for 2 days but that is enough for Emma to figure out that Harry's not what people say he is. He's not a manwhore, he's the complete opposite. They have been talking over text, phone calls and he visits her at the hospital since she's not allowed to leave yet. Not once did he try flirting with her. There's something magical starting to grow between those two and no one can understand what. Shouldn't she hate him for almost killing her? That's what people thought but that's the thing about us humans. We think too much. We judge too quickly.
He's been pushed around so many times that he's finally just gone numb. He knows that people talk shit but a person can only take so much. He had to grow up faster than normal kids his age. His parents divorce took a toll on him but Harry didn't let that stop him from pursuing his dream of singing. At times he thinks 'maybe going for that audition was a mistake.' If he hadn't gone than maybe he would be leading a better life. Going to school like everyone else. But than he remembers that at school people talk shit too so anywhere he went there would be negativity. Until he meet her. Sure the way they met was negative but out of there meeting only positive things have come forth. She understands him like no other did. Maybe it's cause they're going through the same thing but in different ways? All he knows is that she cares enough to sit down and listen to any stupid story he tells her to pass time and that's all that matters to him. That someone is actually listening.
All he needs is a friend. All she needs is support. She can be his friend and he can be her support.
Harry's P.O.V
Here I am, two days later sitting with a girl that I thought I killed. She hasn't blamed me for anything but I guess that's a good thing. Ever since that day we started talking, I felt an instant connection between us. Not that love at first sight stuff, more like friendship at first sight. She doesn't ask questions about Harry Styles the famous singer in a band, she asks questions about Harry the normal kid. I'm grateful for that! Right now she's eating that disgusting hospital food. I know she hates it by the face she makes. She scrunches up her nose and close her eyes every bite. I've asked her a million times if I can go get her McDonalds or Subway but every time I ask she looks down, covers her stomach and denies my pleading. After a while I just stopped asking knowing that she didn't feel comfortable. I look up at the clock and see that its already 10:20 AM. Oh shoot the results. They must be in by now I should probably go get them.
"I'll be right back, I got to go to the washroom," I say heading to the door.
"There's a washroom in here. Go here," I hear her say
Emma, just let me go. I've already lied to my mates, mom and sister about this. Please don't make me lie to you also.
"Uhh no but the thing is I really got to go. Like number two. I don't want you to hear me or anything!" Great now she's going to think that I'm some creep with diarrhea.
"Okay tmi. Just go before I see something I don't want to," she says laughing at me. See I knew it now she thinks I can't hold it in. This is so embarrassing! I walk out as fast as I can and head towards Dr. Greens office.
I put my hand over the knob but can't find it in me to open it. What if the results are positive.. What am I going to tell mom and Gemma. Please don't be anything bad. I don't think I'll be able to handle one more bad news. I walk into his office and sit down.
"Hey Dr. Green. Do you have the results?" He looks up at me and at that moment by looking into his eyes I know that whatever the results are, they are not good.
"Yes Mr. Styles. Now before I tell you them are you sure you don't want to call your mom? I'm sure she would like to be here to know the news."
"I'm sure. I think I'd rather tell her in the safety of my own house. That way if she does anything drastic no one will see. Please don't stall. Just tell me the results." This moment can either break or make my career.
"I am really sad to say but it's bad news, Mr. Styles. You have Acute lymphoblastic leukemia. Basically meaning its a fast spreading cancer. We weren't able to spot it four months ago due to it being too small for us to notice but now that it's spread throu--"
At that moment it felt like everything had frozen. I can see Dr. Greens lips moving but I cant hear a word he's saying. I have leukemia. I have fucking leukemia. Yeah he warned me that the results will most likely be bad but I hadn't prepared myself for this. What about my career? How am I supposed to tell my band mates that I can't perform with them anymore. Most importantly, how am I supposed to tell my mom? She's not going to be able to take it! She wont be able to survive without me. Right when things were getting better I'm thrown this curveball. Why? All of these thoughts running through my mind are starting to hurt my head and all of a sudden I see two Dr. Greens instead of one. Wait what? Two Dr. Greens? I look down at my hands and see that they're shaking. I try to stand up but fall back down in the chair. Looking up I see Dr. Greens face looking at me concerned.
"Are you alright, Harry?" I think I hear him say. I try to get up again and successfully stand up straight. Only taking about three steps until I realize my legs weigh a ton. Everything around me starts to get blurry and I drop to the floor with a loud bang feeling pain shoot down my arm. I feel two arms around me and the last thing I hear before the darkness takes over me is a girl screaming my name.
Emma.
Notes
Ohhh noooo! Poor Harry. :( So that's the big secret. Harry has Leukemia. This story in a way is very touching for me to write since my uncle had leukemia years ago but he's alright now so that's all that matters. Who knows, maybe Harry will get better. ;) Just to let you guys know I don't know much about leukemia so I might make some stuff up or learn about the treatments online so bear with me. I hope you liked it!
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Chapter 11 was soo good and definitely a nice touch with the gifs Ugghh how are the others going to react? I love how supportive they are of his situation. This chapter was emotional I loved it!
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