Strange Kinda Love

this story inst mine but its really good.-------This is the story of Nadia Cowell. You’ve probably heard of her since she was once a famous model, she is daughter of the one and only Simon Cowell and is Louis Tomlinson’s bestfriend. When Louis auditions for the X Factor, well let’s just say things get a little… Complicated.


9. Chapter 9


Nadia’s POV

“Umm Im not sure, I’d probably date…”

“Hey Nads, I have to go now, but I’ll visit you tomorrow.  Boys, since Nads is okay, you have rehearsals in an hour,” said Simon.  Thank christ, I actually thought I was going to have to answer that.

“Okay bye dad.  Say hi to the fans,” I said.  He waved and walked out of the cafeteria.

Zayn pouted, “How are you going to live Nads without seeing my beautiful face?”

I laughed, “I dunno, I guess I’ll just go get run over by alpacas again.”

Zayn and Niall laughed.  “Okay guys, let’s have a few more questions, then we gotta get on to rehearsals!” said Louis.

“Awh Zayney look, your fans call themselves directioners!” I said.

They all awed into the webcam and after answering a few more questions, we waved goodbye.  I got back on Niall’s back, Lou grabbed my IV and we made our way back to my room.  He set me down gently, so I wouldn’t damage anything.  Liam and Zayn kissed me on the cheek and left first, with Harry giving me a week smile and following them out the door.

“Bye love, you get better alri? I need my Nads back so we can have a right proper movie day,” Niall told me, while giving me also a kiss on the cheek.

“Bye smiler Nialler.” He winked at me and walked out the door.  The only people left to say bye was Lou and Harry.  Louis came over to me first.

“I’ll come visit as soon as I can okay babe? You, Naomi and I can have another play date okay?” asked Louis.

“Okay Lou, make me proud yeah?”

“Anything for you,” he winked.

I laughed, “Cheeky twat, remember I have Jay on speed dial?”

He scoffed, “Like you know how to use it.”


He laughed, “Love you Nads, and see you soon.  You’ll be okay here?”

“Yeah I’ll be fine,” I smiled at him, “Bye Lou, love you too!”  It then hit me; I was completely and utterly, 100% alone.  For the next week, that’s how I felt.  The boys were so busy with rehearsals and X Factor stuff, they didn’t have time to visit or even text me.  George came to see how I was doing after the boys left and my dad came to visit me once, but other than that, the only people I ever saw was my nurse or Naomi.  It honestly made me feel like shit.  Like I was a piece of trash, that they only talked to because they pitied me, so I stopped eating.  I thought that if maybe I stopped eating, it would make me prettier and they’d come visit me again.  It’s harder work then you’d think.  You have to make sure the people around you don’t suspect anything (not like anyone visits, but like the doctors and nurses) or they’ll force feed you.  Usually, when they bring the food into my room, I give it to my neighbour, an old man dying of lung cancer from smoking too much and honestly eats more than Niall and I put together, well how I used to eat that is.

My ribs are now fully healed and I can finally use my right shoulder again, but my ankle is still unusable and will be for the next two months, so I have to use these damn crutches to get around, which is even harder to use because I still have a bloody bandage on my left hand from losing my pinkie.  I realized that I was probably no longer going to be able to play all the instruments I’ve been playing my entire 17 years and really, that was one of the only things I could lose myself in and forget about everything going on in my life.  Playing music was my escape so you would say.

Now, most of my days are spent alone or visiting Naomi.  The chemo lately has been making her really sick, so she has been bedridden for the next three days. I spend as much time as I can with her because she only has about a month left until her surgery and a moth and three weeks until she… passes on.  I decided to crutch on over to her room today, to spend the day with her.

I walk into her room, to find her coloring a paper a blank piece of paper one of the doctors probably left for her.

“Hey babe,” I smiled at her whilst sitting down on the chair beside her, “What ya colouring?”

“Oh, docte Emeson told me to think of thwee wishes and wite them down,” she smiled.

“I see, can I read them perhaps?”

She nodded and I picked up the paper.

“One. To go back to Canada and visit Grammy, Mommy and Daddy.”

“Two. Go see Hedley in concert.” I raised my eyebrow at her and she nodded eagerly at me.

“Three. To see Nadia sing in front of everyone on a big stage.” I read the last one over and over again to make sure I’m reading things right, but each time it said the same thing.

“This is the three things you want?” She nodded.

“You’re sure?” She nodded again.

“Well alright, let’s get started then.”

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