It's You (h.s a.u)

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A!/n. Okay. I know I haven't updated I a long time but please I swear I will finished every book on here. Please don't give up on me!!

Also BEWARE this chapter is very touchy on a subject. If you cry easily then... I'm so sorry.

Anyways the moment you've been waiting for... The answer to all your questions awaits....

Harry

My fingers tremble as the needle enters my vains. I have been here at the Cancer Center for 3 weeks.

The hardest most scariest weeks. I always came here when I would go sick but just a few days ago when I fell down in the shower I knocked out.

*flashback*

I felt like this heavyweight on my shoulders that made me feel sick. If I was gonna be home all day then I'd rather make something good out of it.

Well the best I can.

I struggle to get up taking me about 5 minutes to just get myself onto my feet.

Greg had gone to the pharmacy to get my medication for the month. But he seemed to be taking a long while.

Greg was my personal nurse. He would give me my shots, take me to the doctor, feed me and when I was in a bad crisis he would even shower me.

You wouldn't know how it feels to be humiliated when you are a 26 year old and someone younger then you  showers you.

I remember the first time last year when he showerd me. I felt ashamed and disgusted about how I looked.

I had black bags under my eyes. My body used to be fit but was now soggy from all the kemo. And my hair was barely coming back out. About a year and a half ago it was all fallen off but it came back. I guess it's how you react to the medication.

Once I'm done taking my clothes off I couldn't keep my mind off Lottie.

I knew I should just forget about her but I couldn't. I remember her soft voice and muffled giggle the other day which made my heart flutter.

I haven't talked to her in a week. After the whole incident where she almost found out I was sick.

I mean if I really wanted her to be in my life I knew she was gonna find out sooner or later.

I lift my foot up putting it inside the shower floor. With my other hand I sigh pushing my self inside, but my fingers slip from the handle bar making me fall backwards.

"Argh!" I groan in frustration and the pain I feel go throw my leg.

Just great. Like if having Kidney Cancer wasn't bad enough now I think I broke my leg.

I try shouting but my voice was nearly above a whisper.

It felt like I had been laying there on the cold tile floor for hours my body about to give up.

"Harry?" I hear Greg's voice call out. "Mate I'm back, sorry I took so long it's cause I stopped by to pick up Niall."

His voice sounded scared as he called out for me.

"Lad where are you at??" I hear Niall's Irish accent call out as well.

My eyes slowy begin to close. Lastly seeing two pairs of feet in front of me,  yelling muffled calls but I knocked out.

*End of flashback*

"Haz I brought you some socks." I hear someone say beside me.

I knew that voice. It belonged to my sister.

"Look Haz I also brought some pictures. You know just in case you grow bored" she adds on her voice cracking.

Gemma and I were very close she had just moved her four months ago. She worked in this same building in a dentistry.

"Harry.. Please look at my. Tell me everything is okay"

"I don't lie" I mumble.

Those were the first words I had spoken in a while actually.

"Harry don't talk like that. Just remember mum and dad are taking care of you.. They will always be here for you." she says pointing to my heart.

My passed away a year before I was sent to war. My dad passed away a few months after that.

I take deep careful breaths knowing I would get exhausted if I kept breathing quickly.

"I'm going back to work Harry, my lunch break is over in 5 mins." she tells me. With a frown on her face she bends down kissing my forehead.

I see her place the book into my hands as she walks away waving goodbye.

I sigh deeply looking to the side noticing my phone.

Should I text her? Should I tell her everything? Maybe she would actually care. But what if she thought I was a disgrace? Or a fool.

I touch my heart over my linin hospital gown. I had to follow my heart.

And my heart said Lottie.

A/n: AHHHHHH?!!! So yes. Harry styles has cancer in this book.

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** Please don't get offended, I know cancer is such a real sad sickness. That I do not wish anyone to have.