Niall Horan: Imagines and Preferences

100C: Imagine - You Get Cancer (PART 3)

For this one, I am skipping the breast screening bit and then going straight to the results.

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Thanks again, Chloe X :)

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Your Point Of View:

So another week or so gone and here we are again. Me and Niall waiting in the waiting room of the doctors surgery for my breast screen results. Recently, me and Niall have found ourselves getting in to arguments over the most petty things and getting frustrated at each other. We both know that it is because of the stress we are both going through. Niall has been struggling with the new album the boys are bringing out before they are going on a break. Then I have been struggling because of having to go for a couple of tests and then not sleeping at night because I am so worried about getting the results.

As we waited in the doctors surgery, we watched a couple of people going in and out, still waiting to be called. Niall looking at the clock on the wall, waiting for time to just pass by. I sit there and look at the promise ring that Niall gave me the other week. I literally haven't been able to take my eyes off of it. Niall giving me the promise ring so much because I know that he isn't going to leave me.

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After waiting for about 5 to 10 minutes, my name got called out of the speaker and I got told to go in to the same doctors office I was in last time.

I stood up and so did Niall. We both walked down the corridor and in to the doctors office. When we got there, I took a a seat in a chair next to the desk and Niall took a chair which was a little further away, but still close by.

"Well, good afternoon (Y/N)." The doctor greeted me.

"Hello." I said awkwardly, as I was extremely nervous. Niall didn't say anything, but just gave the doctor a small smile.

"How are you feeling?" The doctor asked. For some reason, this gave me the feeling that she was stalling.

"I'm feeling ok thank you. I'm just stressing about the results." I began and the doctor gave me a sad smile. I looked over at Niall and felt my breathing begin to pick up and quicken. "What- they are back aren't they?" I asked.

"Yes. They are Miss (YOUR LAST NAME)." The doctor nodded.

I felt Niall give my hand a small squeeze to try to make me feel better.

"The results, Miss (YOUR LAST NAME), I'm afraid to tell you that the scans we took have come back showing small cancerous lumps." The doctor began. I felt tears well up in my eyes and she continued to speak. Niall tried to pull me in to his side, but I pulled away. I wanted all of this to be a nightmare. I didn't want any of it to be true! It can't be true! It can't be real!!

"S-so what does this mean?" I sobbed.

"It means that you have breast cancer and we will work out some treatment to try our best to cure it. However, you know that there will always be a small chance that you won't make it." The doctor spoke gently.

"What do you mean there is a chance she can't make it? She is a strong beautiful women!" Niall raised his voice a little as he begins to get very angry and upset at the recent news.

"Niall, please calm down." I begged and Niall gave me a sad smile, as if he was trying to apologise for raising me voice.

"It's ok to be upset Niall, but what I mean is because (Y/N)'s mother had it and sadly didn't manage to pull through, there is a chance that (Y/N) may struggle as well." The doctor spoke.

"What stage is the cancer at?" I asked so I know where my fighting chances lie.

"Stage 2B, so it means that you will have to have a strong dose of chemotherapy and we will have to operate to remove the tumours if that doesn't work." The doctor said with a small sad smile on her face.

"Oh..." Was all I could manage to say.