Being 17, a junior in high school, and diagnosed with Leukemia isn't something that would make someone happy. It's hard. My name is Sarabeth. Just Sarabeth. My mom passed away from Leukemia and I am scared now. I live with my dad, older brothers Braylin, Brayson, and Braydon, and I am neighbors to the Horans. Yes. Famous Niall Horan. But he's back to finish his high school and Harry lives with him. I am American but we live in Ireland. That's me in a nutshell. Thanks!


3. More Bruises and the Doctor

Sarabeth's POV

"Wow! That was amazing!" I heard an accent behind me. "Hey! Sarabeth! Stop!" I stopped walking and let the voice catch up to me. "Yes?" I turned and saw Harry standing there. "Your voice is amazing! Why haven't you tried out for like  X Factor or The Voice or Britain's Got Talent?" I sighed and shifted my weight putting my phone away. "Because unlike some of us I have a life. I have to help my dad out since my mom passed. I have to keep my brother's out of trouble. I can't go and follow my true dreams. I don't even know if I'll be able to go to my fricken junior prom!" I snapped. His smile fell and his face softened. "Why wouldn't you be able to go to prom?" He asked. "It's none of your business." I turned and walked off. my second confrontation with Harry Styles and I was a complete bitch. Wow.


-----A few weeks pass. Schools still crap. Sarabeth talks to Elizabeth and sometimes Niall. Her bruises on her hands are still there. And she has some on her legs from when she tripped the first day--------------------------------



"Dad. Will you please make me an appointment? I'm getting scared." I said to my dad at the dinner table one night. "These bruises have been here for 3 weeks." I showed him my hands and legs. He didn't say anything just got up and walked into the kitchen. I heard him talking on the phone to my brother Braylin. All the boys were out with friends. Braylin and I are the closest out of all the kids. I finished my supper and took my plate into the kitchen. I could tell dad was on the phone with the doctor's office because I could hear the lady on the other end.

The front door opened and I knew it was Braylin. I walked out there and straight into his outstretched arms. "It's okay Sara. Don't worry. Dad, the boys, and I will take care of you." We didn't need the doctor's diagnosis to know what was happening. It's the same symptoms as my mom.  Bruises that won't go away. Hungry all the time. Getting heavier. It's happening to me. Braylin shut the door with his foot and led me over to the couch. He sat down and I laid my head on his lap. He started playing with my hair. My dad walked into the room. "The appointment's for Thursday at 3:30. Braylin will have to take you straight from school." He walked out his face solemn.

I pulled out my phone and texted Elizabeth and Niall. 'Hey guys. I've got a doctor's appointment for Thursday. I'm so scared. :'(' I sent it and closed my eyes. With my big brother playing with my hair I fell asleep.


Harry's POV


I looked over at Niall who stopped laughing when he read the message he just got. This was the first Sunday that the guys of One Direction were all back together since we split. "What is it mate?" Louis asked noticing the same thing I did. "Oh it's just my friend Sarabeth." He mumbled as he typed furiously away. "Niall. You never stop laughing as fast as you just did. What's wrong?" Liam asked. "It's nothing!!" Niall snapped. "I've gotta go. I'll see you guys later. I'll leave the door unlocked Harry." He got up and walked out of the restaurant.

"Who's Sarabeth?" Liam asked turning to face me. "She's in the grade below us. Our neighbor actually. She's really sweet and funny. So beautiful. I don't understand what's wrong with her." I ran a hand through my hair. Sarabeth was truly beautiful inside and out. The way she sticks up for herself and for her friend Elizabeth. Especially when Dillon is around. I sighed. "Woah. Looks like someone has a crush." I looked over at Louis. "Oh Boo Bear! You know that you're the only one for me." I winked. Everyone laughed including me. Before anything else could have been said our food was brought out to us. My thoughts never left Sarabeth.


Sarabeth's POV


My eyes were still closed when I heard a knock on the door. "Hey Niall. She's on the couch with Braylin." Niall and Braylin are friends because they're on the football team together. I pretended to still be asleep. My feet were picked up and placed on Niall's lap. "So do you know what the appointment is gonna consist of?" I heard Niall ask after some silence. "Blood work. A lot of fricken blood work. Some bone marrow will probably be taken. Who knows? I mean I should know but I try not to remember." Something small dropped onto my face. I opened my eyes to see Braylin crying silently. I touched my finger to my face and felt that it was a tear that dropped. I sat up and swung my legs off of Niall's lap. "Bray! You can't cry! We knew this was a possibility! You promised me you wouldn't cry." I pleaded with my brother. "Please don't cry Bray. Please." He closed his blue eyes and the tears flowed freely. I stood up and pulled him up with me. "Braylin. You have to stop. Maybe it's not what mom had. Maybe It's something harmless." I said barely a whisper. "STOP DENYING THE OBVIOUS SARABETH!" He yelled at me. I stepped away from him. "WE ALL KNOW WHAT IT IS!" Now I was the one crying.

I ran up to my room, slammed the door, grabbed the blanket that was my mom's and curled up on my bed sobbing. I ended up falling asleep.

The next days passed and I barely remember them. "Hey. Sara you need to get up and go to school today." Brayson pleaded with me. I sat up in bed and shooed him away. It was already Thursday. I got up and slipped on a pair of black sweatpants. I slipped my hoodie on and walked downstairs. I slipped on my moccasins and walked out the door grabbing my phone on the way. I walked next door to Niall's. I knocked on the door. After waiting for a while Harry answered only wearing a towel. I didn't greet him I just walked in the house and to the kitchen where I knew Niall would be. "Hey Sarabeth. Today's the day huh?" He asked as he poured himself a bowl of cereal. I nodded and sat at the counter. 

I'm not ready for the appointment.

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