Jennifer's POV
I was a week post surgery and was starting to feel human again. I was able to shower on my own which was great but today I started chemo. Though Harry has been with me constantly over the last week he's only seen me break down once. The truth is I've broken down at least a hundred. I usually would wait until he was in the shower or I was or if he was taking a nap. I still couldn't grasp the fact that I had cancer and I could die. Not only that, I feel like less of a woman because I no longer have breasts. Yeah Harry tells me I'm beautiful everyday but I just don't feel it. Hopefully I can get over this insecurity soon because there are things that are worse going on in my life. As I got ready to head to the hospital I decided on wearing a loose v-neck and some jeans. Though I no longer have the drains I still have staples on the incisions and even the slightest touch kills me.
"Are you sure you want to come? We will just be sitting there for hours while they pump poison into me." I ask Harry for the 30th time this morning. I was putting my laptop and some magazines in my purse to keep me occupied.
"Of course I do. I wouldn't want to be anywhere else." He wrapped his arms around me and planted a kiss on my forehead.
"Thank you Harry. It means a lot to me. Not many people would drop everything for their girlfriend." I rested my head on his chest. His present helped calm my nerves greatly. I don't know what I would do without him. He's been with me through the craziness that has been my life the last 7 months. It hasn't always been easy.
"We ought to get going. We don't want to be late." His voice interrupted my thoughts. I grabbed my cardigan and purse before Harry grabbed it out of my arms and started carrying it himself. "The doctor said you're not allowed to carry anything." He shrugged as we made our way out of my apartment.
I smiled at him as I locked the door behind us and made our way to the elevator. We were making my way through the lobby when I noticed paparazzi standing outside my building. I started to get really nervous. I started getting worked up and did not want to go any further.
"Harry I can't." I stopped in the middle of the lobby.
"Yes you can. Just ignore them. You'll be fine. They won't say anything. Nobody knows." He tried to reassure me. I took a couple of deep breaths and followed him out onto the sidewalk.
"Harry! How are you and the missus?"
"Harry! Are you leaving the band next?"
"Harry! Are you guys engaged?"
I rolled my eyes at their comments and got straight into the vehicle. They literally thought of anything.
"I told you it would be fine." He gave me a smile.
"Do the others know?" I asked him while we were sitting in the hospital room.
"Just Niall. He saw me upset so I just told him. I didn't want to tell them without talking to you about it. I mean it's bound to come out sometime." He patted my knee.
"You can tell them. I don't care. People will get suspicious if they see us constantly going to the hospital and not say anything." I shrugged. "Can we take a picture before I loose all of my hair?" I smiled at him.
"Of course love." He took out his phone and snapped a picture of us. We looked happy and I wanted to remember that.
"Send me that. I want to post it."
"Are you sure someone won't ask questions about the hospital in the background?" Harry looked at me.
"It's fine. I don't care." I smiled. I instantly took the photo and payed it on Instagram. JenniferGeorge: first day of chemo with my rock. I will beat this. x I posted the photo and rested my head on Harry's shoulder.
"Are you feeling up for a date tonight?" Harry looked down at me.
"I think so. I'm just tired and a little sore." I really wanted to enjoy time with him before he went on the road again and I started feeling the side effects of chemo. Until then all I could do was cherish the time we had now.
