AL's POV
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Why didn't they tell me? I ran out of the restaurant and went straight to my house. I walked through the door.
"HARRY! LOUIS! ARE bạn HOME?" I heard them walking down the stairs.
"We need to talk. Now." I đã đưa ý kiến sternly.
They sat down on a đi văng and I sat on the đi văng on the other side of the room.
"So what happened to me when I was a baby and why didn't bạn tell me?" I asked, with an attitude.
They glanced at eachother, nervously.
"Well, when bạn were born... bạn couldn't breath, eat, pr do anything on your own. They had to put tubes in your mouth and feed bạn through them and no one was allowed to touch bạn except if bạn had these special gloves on, because if bạn were touched bạn would've gotten sick and died. We couldn't bring bạn trang chủ for a long time. And when we did, I don't know how, but bạn got cancer. So we had to bring bạn back. And bạn almost died and- Harry don't cry. She's fine now. And it was brain cancer and I don't know how bạn survived, but bạn did." Louis finished explainin and held Harry close because he was crying.
"Why didn't bạn tell me?"
"We didn't want bạn to know because we thought you'd freak out and I don't know... It never came up... I guess." Louis responded, with Harry's head snuggled into Louis' chest to hide the tears.
"Great explanation, thanks."
I ran upstairs to get alone.
I grabbed my phone:
TO: DARREN
FROM: AL
I'm sorry about today. I was just so upset that they didn't tell me. I had cancer. And they didn't tell me.
TO: AL<3
FROM: DARREN
Cancer? Oh my god. Thank god your still alive. I tình yêu you.
I didn't respond. I didn't know how.
HARRY's POV
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"The memories were just to much. I can still picture her as a baby, just dying. I hated it. I wanted her to be healthy like most babies." I said.
"I know Harry, it'll be okay. She knows now, and we won't have to remember anymore." Louis đã đưa ý kiến running his hand through my thick, curls.
I couldn't help but cry. And Louis was so warm, and comforting. He layed on the đi văng comforting me. My body fit perfectly tiếp theo to his. He held me in his arms. Protecting me, and making sure that no one would ever hurt me hoặc make me cry. He made everything okay again. When this was all happening and Al was a baby, I fell into a depression. Like a dark đám mây was always above my head. But then Louis would be the best guy he could possibly be. It was extremely hard for him to and he didn't shed a tear in front of me. He knew I hated it when he cried. He's always seen my real emotion through my eyes. And bởi te way Darren looks at Al, he can too. She has my eyes. Maybe it's just green eyes. I don't really know. I just know that Louis is perfect. Perfect for me.
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Why didn't they tell me? I ran out of the restaurant and went straight to my house. I walked through the door.
"HARRY! LOUIS! ARE bạn HOME?" I heard them walking down the stairs.
"We need to talk. Now." I đã đưa ý kiến sternly.
They sat down on a đi văng and I sat on the đi văng on the other side of the room.
"So what happened to me when I was a baby and why didn't bạn tell me?" I asked, with an attitude.
They glanced at eachother, nervously.
"Well, when bạn were born... bạn couldn't breath, eat, pr do anything on your own. They had to put tubes in your mouth and feed bạn through them and no one was allowed to touch bạn except if bạn had these special gloves on, because if bạn were touched bạn would've gotten sick and died. We couldn't bring bạn trang chủ for a long time. And when we did, I don't know how, but bạn got cancer. So we had to bring bạn back. And bạn almost died and- Harry don't cry. She's fine now. And it was brain cancer and I don't know how bạn survived, but bạn did." Louis finished explainin and held Harry close because he was crying.
"Why didn't bạn tell me?"
"We didn't want bạn to know because we thought you'd freak out and I don't know... It never came up... I guess." Louis responded, with Harry's head snuggled into Louis' chest to hide the tears.
"Great explanation, thanks."
I ran upstairs to get alone.
I grabbed my phone:
TO: DARREN
FROM: AL
I'm sorry about today. I was just so upset that they didn't tell me. I had cancer. And they didn't tell me.
TO: AL<3
FROM: DARREN
Cancer? Oh my god. Thank god your still alive. I tình yêu you.
I didn't respond. I didn't know how.
HARRY's POV
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"The memories were just to much. I can still picture her as a baby, just dying. I hated it. I wanted her to be healthy like most babies." I said.
"I know Harry, it'll be okay. She knows now, and we won't have to remember anymore." Louis đã đưa ý kiến running his hand through my thick, curls.
I couldn't help but cry. And Louis was so warm, and comforting. He layed on the đi văng comforting me. My body fit perfectly tiếp theo to his. He held me in his arms. Protecting me, and making sure that no one would ever hurt me hoặc make me cry. He made everything okay again. When this was all happening and Al was a baby, I fell into a depression. Like a dark đám mây was always above my head. But then Louis would be the best guy he could possibly be. It was extremely hard for him to and he didn't shed a tear in front of me. He knew I hated it when he cried. He's always seen my real emotion through my eyes. And bởi te way Darren looks at Al, he can too. She has my eyes. Maybe it's just green eyes. I don't really know. I just know that Louis is perfect. Perfect for me.
