500 days with Cancer (Harry Styles Fanfiction)

They say everyone lived for a reason. Amber didn't know hers. Parents passed away, bullied by the whole school, and the worse, diagnosed with Cancer. She only wanted one thing; to reach her dream of being a singer.


3. Chapter 3.

"She will be fine Ms. Chloe." I heard voices speak.


"We will put her to a test later to see if she has some problems with her physical condition." I heard a guy speaking.


"We must lend her time to rest. I shall leave first." I heard the door creek open then shut.


I tried to open my eyes. All I see is light and grass green curtains. Someone was walking beside me and sorta fixing things. I can't move properly.


"Amber, I know you're awake." A giggling sound entered my ear.


"I-i I can't move." I tried to speak. 

"The doctor said you must rest for sometime and then they'll put you to a test." Chloe placed her hands on my arm.

"What test?!" I finally moved a opened my eyes. The light stroke my eyes, burning it. I let a groan out.


"Don't stress yourself. They'll just test your physical condition. You hallucinated last night." She calmed me.


"Hallucinated?" I let out a shock. 

"From taking drugs."

I sat up held on to my forehead. My face started to crumple.


"Lie down, Amber! Please don't stress yourself." Chloe pulled me back.

I started to lay down and hug my legs and let out a cry.

"I promise everything will be fine." Chloe hugged me from behind.

I haven't created much in my life.

I only take drugs, drink alcohol, smoke weed, and cut myself. I would just sit beside the beach, wondering where my life will go. I visit my psychologist who haven't done improvements with my life.

I don't know if I should tell Chloe what happened. After all, she's my bestfriend. But I still kept the thing to myself


"Ms. Amber?" The door slowly opened. 

I saw a guy in a white coat pop out.

"Right here." I tiredly raised my hand.

"Where's your friend?"  

"Oh Chloe? She went to the hospital's cafeteria to take her lunch." I answered as I force my eyes to open since I just woke up.


"Oh alright. So you should come with us so we can test your body." The door opened and a nurse pushing a wheelchair came in.

My mouth literally dropped. I didn't want to go. I might hear conditions of my body which I shouldn't here.

I'm afraid that I might die today. I'm afraid that my life will come to more sufferings.

"Could we do it tomorrow?" I begged with my hands clashed together.

"I'm sorry Ms. Amber but whether you like it or not, we must do your physical examination. It will be for your best." The doctor encouraged me.

I have no choice but to do. 

The nerves get into me. Tears started to form in my eyes. What's with my body?

They carried me to the wheelchair then comes my dextrose that is attached to the back of my hand.

The nurse pushed me out of my room and headed to the ramps for the wheelchairs and other wheeled items.

We came to the examination room and they let me lay down on the bed.

"Drink these sleeping pills." The nurse offered the pills and a glass of water to the tray beside the bed.

I did what she said.

After some minutes, I felt drowsy and unconsciously fell asleep.


I slightly opened my eyes. 

I heard the nurse and doctor talking about the findings.

"Oh God." 

My heart skipped a beat and my skin hair started to stand.

I hope it's not a bad news.

"What are the result?" The nurse worriedly asked.

"You wouldn't want to hear it."

I stopped pretending to be asleep and sat up.

"What is the result?" I fearly questioned.

They both stared at me, afraid to tell me.

"What? Please tell me." I muttered, broke down in tears.

"You have..." The doctor's voice was shaky.

"What do I have?"

"Lung Cancer."

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