Like A Love Song *Sequel to February 14, 2013*

After what felt like forever, he finally looked up at me. It frustrated me so much that I couldn't see his face in the darkness. The lights beaming behind him made it even harder to tell. I could barely see the smirk on his face. He took a step closer while I was frozen on the spot, our bodies almost touching.
"Hello beautiful."


14. The Worst Things In Life Come Free To Us

Zayn: Will you take me back?

I groaned and threw my phone across the bed. It's been three days since he first asked me, and I still didn't have an answer. All everyone keeps telling me is 'follow what you heart says' or 'just do what you think is best'. 
Yeah, because that helps. 

J: I'm sorry, I don't have an answer for you. 

I took my phone and laptop downstairs and turned on my tv. Reruns of Drake & Josh came on, though I wasn't watching. I turned my laptop on and looked through Twitter and Tumblr. 
"Hello, sweetie." My father greeted, walking in the front door. "Hey." I mumbled. "Well you don't seem too eager this evening." He chuckled. "Sorry, a lot on my mind.." I explained, giving him a smile. He smiled back and set his keys down, then went to start dinner. 
In the middle of looking through my tumblr, I got a Skype call from Harry. Why are people starting to Skype again?
I answered the call and waited for the screen to load. 
"Hey, Haz." I greeted when I could see him. "Hi!" Harry said, being all giggly. "What made ya call?" I asked. "Louis' request." He answered, looking next to him and smirking. Someone's arm came into view and pushed Harry aside, and Louis moved over to the camera. "I just wanted to make sure you're doing alright." Louis said quietly. I could barely hear him over Harry's laughing. 
"Yeah, I'm fine, why wouldn't I be?" I asked. Louis shrugged, "Just making sure. What're you doing?"
 Harry finally pulled himself together and sat next to Louis. "Just on my laptop. What're you guys up to?" 
"Nothing. Literally. Nothing." Louis sighed. "I thought we were having fun!" Harry yelled, looking hurt. "No," Louis raised his eyebrows, "You were having fun." I gave them both a confused look, and Harry explained that he was showing Louis how to play some video game, but refused to give Louis the controller. "Besides the point." Louis said, shaking his head. "We should hang out this weekend; you, me and Curly." Louis started playing with Harry's curls. "Stop that..." Harry giggled. 
"C'mon, Curly, you know you love it!" Louis sang, which only made Harry giggle more. "You two are adorable." I tried keeping a straight face. "Thanks, doll." Louis grinned. 


"Has anything special come up recently, darling?" My mum asked while putting my plate of spaghetti down in front of me. My father got called back into work for another hour so he couldn't spend dinner with us again. Not to much surprise. "No, not really." I answered, stuffing the food into my mouth. I was tired of talking, or even thinking about all of it. "Are you and Marilyn fine?" She asked.  "Better than ever." I smiled. It was true, me and Marilyn have completely looked past everything. My mum smiled back at me and started eating.
"What about Zayn? Heard from him?"
I winced when she brought his name up, but I knew she wouldn't look past it. "He's been busy." I lied, in hopes she'd drop the topic. Thankfully, she did. 
We ate in comfortable silence until we were finished. I put my dish in the sink and walked over to the couch, where my mum followed. "Sweetie," my mum started, sitting down next to me. "You know how much me and your father love you, right?" She asked. 
"Of course I do, and I love you guys too." I smiled. She smiled back then held my hand and rested it on her lap. "I love you more than anything, I want you to remember that.." She practically whispered. "You're starting to freak me out a little." I gave a nervous laugh. Of course I know how much she loves me, but she never really sat down and told me that much. "I don't know how to tell you, and it's not something I want to keep from my own daughter... So I'll just be straight forward about it." My mum squeezed my hand even tighter, but I didn't say anything about it. I just impatiently waited for her to tell me whatever was so important. 
"About a week ago, me and your father planned on telling you together. He was never home with us, so he told me to tell you on my own. I've been diagnosed with lung cancer."
I gave her a confused look. "But you don't smoke?" 
"No, sweetie, I don't. But I was around it my whole life. My parents, cousins, friends; it's all they do. Whenever I'm with them, it's all I'm around. And you know I'm around them a lot," She chuckled, although she had little tears falling down her cheeks. "I guess it finally caught up to me." 
I was trying my hardest not to cry, but it eventually spilled out into complete sobbing. 
"I can't loose you."

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