Not so number one

Hi my name is Hannah and I get bullied, a lot. I'm still trying to understand why. I mean, I think I treat people right, and never bullied anyone else. Yet Harry and his friends seem to think it's cute or funny or what ever to bully me. I want them to stop hurting me. I want them to stop calling me names. I want them to stop embarrassing me. But mostly... I want them to stop avoiding an answer.


19. Chapter eighteen

Harry's POV

"Her parents." Oh my God. Oh my God, I'm so dead! I wasn't suppose to tell anyone.

"H-her parents!" Louis screamed at me.

"Ya, um, her parents."

"But it doesn't make any since."

"You haven't heard the whole story."

"Alright then. Tell me the whole story."

"Ok, but not now. I don't want to do this when there are lots of people around. Word might get out then I would be in huge trouble. I'll tell you when you leave the hospital."


"Well, I should probably leave because Hannah doesn't want me here. So just call me when you leave and I'll tell you the whole story."

"Um, actually, I was going to go tell her she had cancer or get someone to tell her for me. So if you don't mind, for support, could you come with me?" He asked me. Oh no. I already told her she has cancer, I hope she doesn't tell Louis and I hope she's taking it alright. I didn't really think about that when I told her.

"Oh uh, sure." I replied.

We walked to her room and Louis took the doorknob, then looked at me.

"Um, when we go in there, lets just take it easy. I don't exactly know how she's going to take it, but I don't she'll be to happy."

We went into her room and sat down in some chairs next to her bed. We looked at her, but she didn't look back. She didn't even acknowledge that we were there. She just looked off at the wall with an expressionless face.

"Uh, hey Hannah. How are you feeling?" Louis asked her.

She didn't respond. She just kept on starring at the wall.

"Hannah, are you ok?" He asked.

Again, she didn't look away from the wall.

"Hannah, did something happen?"

She slowly looked at him. A tear slipped out of her eye, and then another and another.

"Hannah tell me what happened, right now!" Louis demanded.

"I-is it true?" She managed to say. "Is i-it true I have cancer?"
Louise's facial expression changed from concern to anger. He looked back at me.

"Who told you that?" He asked Hannah, but looked at me.

"H-harry." Louis shot out of his chair, grabbed the collier of my shirt and pulled me out of the room.

"What the hell Harry?!"

"I'm sorry, it kind of slipped out!"

"Kind of slipped out? How does that just slip out?"

"Well, Hannah and I were arguing and I got mad so when I left I wanted to irritate her so, I said it. I forgot that it would upset her, I just wasn't thinking." Louis slapped me on the head. "Ow."

"That was so stupid Harry. That was so, so stupid!"

"I know, I'm sorry. I just, I don't know, I wasn't thinking at all."

"Obviously! God Harry your an idiot! I wanted to be there when someone told her so I could comfort her and tell her it was all going to be ok. Even thought I don't think it will be." He walked back into her room and I walked out of the hospital. I didn't know what to do, I think I have completely blown my chances with Hannah. I just decided to walk home, so I did. I walked home and I probably won't talk to Louis for awhile.

Louise's POV

I walked back into Hannah's room and sat in the chair I was sitting in before. She quickly looked at me with tear filled eyes.

"Is it true?" She asked. I looked down so that I didn't make eye contact with her. If I did I knew I would start to cry.

"Louis, is it true?" I didn't answer. "Louis, answer me!"

I looked up at her. "Yes, it's true." I whispered. She started to tear up even more and I wanted to look away but I needed to support her.  Not turn away from her.

"But it's going to be ok, ok? Don't worry at all, it's going to be ok."

"Louis you don't know that! I could died, I'm probably going to die! I don't want to died. I know I tried to kill myself, but that was before I got  family. That was before I got a brother, before I had a friend. I'm not ready to die, I can't die, I can't, Louis I just can't!" She cried out.

"Don't worry, you're not going to die."

"Yes I am."

"NO! You wont die. I wont let you." I cried out. "I wont let you die. I just got a sister and I'm not going to let her die." I started to ball.

"Louis, might as well accept it now. I'm going to die and we both know it."

"Don't say that, don't say that. Please, just stay positive. If not for you, than for me." She didn't say anything she just put her head in her hands and cried. I stood up and sat in the bed. She looked up at me and I pulled her into my lap. She buried her face into my chest and cried even harder. I sat there and wrapped my arms around her and let a tear slip out of my eye. I knew she was right, she was probably going to die. But I can lie to myself for now and say she's not, right?

She started to calm down a bit. Then she stopped crying all together. I looked down at her and she was fast asleep. I felt so bad for her, she cried herself asleep. I didn't want to wake her so I laid her down and lied down with her. I put her head on my chest and put my arm around her. Even though she's not going to die, if she does, I need to be the best brother I ever. I'm going to be by her side through it all, no matter what. Even if it means Harry and I can't be friends anymore.


Sorry the chapters so short, and sorry I haven't updated lately. I have been supper busy lately and haven't had much time to update. I hope everyone enjoys this chapter. Shout outs are welcome, if anyone wants to give me one! Bye.

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