Emotions 1.3

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I feel like absolute shit.

My stomach kills, I feel like someones ripping me apart from the inside.

I need to stop focusing on me, fuck.

Niall hasn't told me about that other girl he likes.

It's not that big of a deal I guess..

Maybe I was just a publicity stunt? Modest is always doing that.

I grab my phone from beside me and unlock it, logging into the twitter app instantly.

@Harry_Styles: Hey, wanna hang out?

@Harry_Styles: Hey babe, you on?

@Harry_Styles: I guess not..

@Harry_Styles: Hey hey hey, I'm at your place..

@Harry_Styles: Babe open the door ha.

Harry wouldn't still be there right? He sent those messages 10 minutes ago.

I sigh and walk to the cupboard, taking a glass and reaching for a ibuprofen to ease my splitting headache.

As I open the small container my vision blurs and the headache grows immensely.

I feel a sudden wave of heat come over me.

The noise of glass smashing and Harry calling out my name followed by fast footsteps are all I hear before I'm lying on the floor unconscious.

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"Hanna? Are you awake?" Harry asks me, his hand holding onto mine.

I look around the room, praying I'm not at the hospital again.

I find myself surrounded by bright lights, my name and age written on a band that's wrapped around my wrist.

Harry wipes a tear rolling down my cheek.

"You're safe, it's okay." He coos, Dr Stevens standing beside him.

"Hanna... It's not looking good for you... Your organs are failing, your body can't keep up with you. Your body is shutting down Hanna, there's not much time left for you." Dr Stevens announces, his eyes tearing up.

Why?

Why is he getting upset about this?

He's not the one being told he's dying, that he's going to die sooner than thought.

"How long do I have?" I ask, my voice breaking and eyes tearing up faster than I can control.

"It's hard to say, any day at this point could mean the end-"

"How long do I have?" I ask again, my teeth clenched.

"I'm estimating the end of this week.."

The end of this week? That's only 2 days..

The doctor leaves the room and Harry looks at me sympathetically.

I can't just die.

But I guess that's how life works..

You just die.

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hey hey did you miss me?

i know you did

this is my updateee

enjoyyyyy xx


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