One Direction's Keeper

Chapter eight - all your little things

It's a little bit funny this feeling inside

I'm not one of those who can easily hide

I don't have much money but boy if I did

I'd buy a big house where we both could live

And you can tell everybody this is your song

It may be quite simple but now that it's done

I hope you don't mind

I hope you don't mind that I put down in words

How wonderful life is while you're in the world

I sat on the roof and kicked off the moss

Well a few of the verses well they've got me quite cross

But the sun's been quite kind while I wrote this song

It's for people like you that keep it turned on

I looked back at Rachel and saw that she was awake. Her eyes were looking directly into mine, the grey shining through the tears appearing in her eyes. "don't stop" she whispered, running circles into the back of my hand, so I obliged and continued to sing

And you can tell everybody this is your song

It may be quite simple but now that it's done

I hope you don't mind

I hope you don't mind that I put down in words

I hope you don't mind

I hope you don't mind that I put down in words

How wonderful life is while you're in the world

I practically through myself at Rachel, kissing her passionately. We stayed like this for several minutes before we parted "you're awake..."

"I guess I am!"

"haha, you get more beautiful every time I see you..."

"oh my god Lou! How cheesy!"

"hey, I've been practicing for days!" I sat down next to Rachel why she shuffle over so I could sit down beside her

"ow" she muttered under her breath

"ah, sorry Rachel"

"haha it's fine...I guess you know now then?" she turned to face me, tears streaming down her face

"yeah, I do...why didn't you tell me?"

"I didn't want you to look at me differently, I wanted you to love me for me, not just because I'm dying. I was going to tell you, honest, but then my mum showed up and there wasn't a right time..."

"so? I would never not love you because of your illness! And I hate to think you feel like you can't tell me anything just because I'm busy. I'll always be here if you ever need to talk, you need to know that, okay?"

"okay..." she lightly kissed me on the lips before snuggling into my shoulder, cuddling me under the sheets.

"so why did you stop the treatment?"

"oh, I, um-"

"it was because of me, wasn't it?"

"sort of...Dr McKenzie told me that if I continued with the treatment, I would lose my hair, and you still didn't know! You would think I was disgusting, an alien or whatever. You would call me ugly..."

"I would never do that Rachel! I think you're gorgeous, hair or no hair, you're perfect."

"but Louis-"