Before It's Too Late

Meet Isabella Milan, ex-girlfriend of Niall Horan. They got through the struggles, the fights and the tears, but tragedy strikes when he hears the secret she has to tell. Join them on their journey through love, heartbreak, tears and more, but the question is still unanswered - Will anything happen before it's too late?

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1. Now

A/N: Hey everyone! I'm kinda new to this site, so if it sucks and it looks weird - I'm sorry! But, anyways, I hope you like this fanfic! Also, the format of this story is going to alternate between Now and Then for every chapter to show what it's like in the present and past tense...If that makes sense, but like I said, I hope you like it!

(Isabella's POV)

 I woke up to the sound of beeping.

Where was I?

My eyes fluttered open, but all I saw was light. I blinked a couple times, letting my eyes adjust to my surroundings. 

I was in a plain, white room. Monitors lined the walls and one window stood out from the massive amount of machinery. My eyes traveled down to my arms, where needles were attached.

I knew where I was, but why was I in here? Why was I in a hospital?

From the corner of eye, I could see a sleeping figure sitting in the visitors chair. His eyes were shut, but you could still see the dark circles around his eyes. He had a small line of droll falling from his chin and his eyes kept squishing shut like he was trying to ward off a nightmare or a really horrible dream. I immediately knew who he was when I saw his platinum blonde hair, spiked up into a small quiff.

Niall.

Why was he here? He's supposed to be with her. He's supposed to be there, standing at the altar, waiting for her to walk down in her big, extravagant, beautiful dress. He's supposed to spend the rest of his life with her, but he's here. With me. Why?

"Niall." I croaked. Why was my throat so dry? "Niall." I tried again, my voice getting slightly louder than a whisper, but quieter than my normal volume.

His eyelashes started fluttering open, revealing his beautiful, blue eyes that made girls all across the world fall for. My heart shattered for a moment as we looked into each others eyes. I was reminded by all the memories we had. His face lit up as he looked at me and he smiled, revealing his braces. 

"Hey." He greeted me softly in his Irish accent. I could feel my heart pick up the pace and beat faster. Tears started to blur my vision. I wanted to speak, but I couldn't -- It would only make my tears fall. "Hey." He repeated, "Please don't cry. You know I hate it when you cry."

I took a deep breath, "Why are you here?"

Hurt flashed in his eyes. "Bella, I...I couldn't...I couldn't marry her because I realized how stupid I was to leave you when you told me. You needed me and I left. I'm so sorry.

"No." I whispered, "You're not sorry, Niall. If you were so sorry, you wouldn't have fallen in love with someone else.

He looked down at his fingers and frowned, "I was young and stupid. I was scared of what would happen, Bella."

"Don't call me that. You're not allowed to because...Because you just can't!" I shouted. He put his hands up in defense and nodded, telling me to calm down.

"My career was starting and I was only seventeen...I couldn't handle the fact that my girlfriend was sick and I couldn't do anything about it. I had nothing to offer you. There was no possible way I could be there for you. The lads and I...We had to promote our music around the world and I couldn't take you with me. I was scared of what would happen so I broke it off with you."

"I can't handle this right now, Niall. Just leave, please." 

"No! I want you to understand! You need to understand that I was stupid for leaving you when you needed me most."

His words brought me into a flashback I wished I would forget...

"I can't believe that the boys and I got offered a recording contract! We're gonna be famous, Bella! Thank you for supporting me babe." He paused, "I love you, Isabella." Niall grinned, pecking me on the lips softly.

"I love you-" Before I could finish, that familiar feeling of throwing up rose in my stomach. I stood up and ran to the bathroom as fast as I could. 

When I was finished, I leaned against the drawers, tears falling from my eyes as I rested my head in my hands. I can't do this...I can't do this. I can't tell him yet. I just can't!

"Bella, what...Why...What's happening? Why did you just, 'you know'?" Niall asked me worriedly. I swallowed and looked up at Niall with tear-filled eyes. "Bella, don't cry. I hate seeing you cry." He kneeled down beside me and rubbed my shoulders. 

"Niall, I'm so sorry I never told you sooner. I...I'm-" I couldn't finish.

"You're what?" He asked me, with panic laced in his voice. "Oh God. Are you...Are you pregnant?

I shook my head, tears falling from my eyes even faster. "Then what? What's happening!" He screamed.

I flinched from his tone of voice, but hid my fear. I swallowed and wiped the tears before my eyes before looking into Niall's beautiful blue eyes.

"Niall, I have cancer." I whispered.

His eyes widened and tears started to form in his eyes. He shook his head, "No! You don't have cancer! It's not possible!" He screamed.

"Niall, stop." I grabbed his hand and looked into his eyes once more, "Niall, I'm gonna be okay. I'm going to fight this and you're going to be beside through all of it, right?"

He took a while before answering. He let go of my hand and stood up, "I can't do this, Isabella. We can't do this anymore. I'm sorry." His voice cracked. He took one last glance at me before walking out the door.

I never saw him after that. 

I looked up at Niall with tear-filled eyes, "I don't care, Niall. I remember that moment clearly and I really wished I didn't. You walked out that door and never came back and now, I wish you would do the same and never come back."

 

 

   

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