Without You

Chapter 2

-Niall's POV-

We arrive at Nandos on time for our reservations. Zayn is being such a gentleman he pulled out my chair for me and I tried to hide my blush, but I couldn't. I picked up my menu and pretended as if I didn't know what to order, even though I could name off every dish on the menu in order. I think I come here a little to much..

"So what are you going to order?" Zayn asks I look up from my menu and hear an all to familiar British accent. I look beyond Zayn and see a boy wearing a beanie and a blue striped shirt with tan chinos. It's Louis Tomlinson. My ex boyfriend. I had given him 3 years of my life, when I was diagnosed with lung cancer he just got up and left me. It was about 10 months ago that we broke up. I was a mess, I wouldn't leave my house except for my doctors appointments. I ended up more heart broken than I had even realized. So naturally when I saw him for the first time in 10 months I froze and panicked.

"Niall are you alright?" Zayn asks searching my face looking for an answer.

"Uh, yeah. I think I'm getting some chicken." I say trying to ignore Louis, it's hard to ignore him. He is very loud and obnoxious. The rest of the date was awkward. We talked about anything and everything, but the whole time I wouldn't stop staring at Louis.

"If you could go anywhere, where would you want to go?" Zayn asks smiling and picking at his napkin. I hate when people ask me this, because I know the answer. I know exactly where I would go, I would go to Paris. I have dreamt of visiting there since I was a kid. My neighbor Richard, he was my neighbor when I was about 13, he was from there. He told me stories of his family and life there. Ever since then I have made it m goal to go there. I don't know why I want to go there, its not like its a bad place, but I hate when people ask why I want to go there. I hate telling them the story of Richard. Zayn looked at me with his deep chocolate brown eyes and his perfectly styled quiff. I honestly love the way he looks, he has this rugged look about him. I like that, he seems dangerous but when I speak to him, he's the sweetest thing I've ever met.

"I'd go to Paris" I squeak out, just then a booming voice yells across the table to me.

"You're still going on about Paris Nialler?" Louis voice booms, i hadn't noticed him walk up behind Zayn. He stood there with a smirk on his face, I clenched my fists under the table. I seriously hated this boy right now.

"Um, who are you?" Zayn asked staring up at Louis.

"I'm Louis, Niall's ex boyfriend. I couldn't help but noticed you two were on a date, I wanted to come check up on Niall and see if he's alright." Louis said flashing me an evil smile. I felt myself start to tremble. Zayn looked back at me with an even more confused look. I shake myself mentally and ready myself for Louis assholeness.

"Louis I'm kind of here on a date, could you please go away?" I ask in a polite tone. He scoffs and places a hand on Zayn's shoulder.

"Mate, If I were you I wouldn't waste your time with this Irish idiot. He's sentenced to die in a few years anyways." Louis says smirking back at me as he spoke.

"Excuse me, Louis is it? Yea, as a matter of fact I know all about Niall's issue, and I still like him. I would like him even if he didn't have this problem. He is perfect to me" Zayn says looking back at me with a soft smile. Louis chuckled and started walking away.

"Alright have fun with the dead beat Niall" Louis says as he walked away and left the restaurant. I felt hollowed. I kept repeating what Louis had said about me dying in a few years in my head. I know that what he said was true, maybe I shouldn't be looking for a relationship knowing that  I don't have long to live. I sigh at the thought. The rest of our dinner I was distant towards Zayn and I could tell he knew why. I drove him back home and walked him to his front door.