Charity Case ↠ Louis Tomlinson

11

Regradless of the time I was gone, and the extra day we had, it was still fun. I talked to Rose two days ago, and now she's not answering any of my calls. I mean, I didn't do anything while I was out but I did run into Eleanor, and she apologized, and said that me and Rosie make a great couple.

We hugged, and haven't talked since then. Now, I was walking in the hospital, with the boys behind me. As soon as I opened the door, my heart skipped a beat, and I felt like I was going to have a nervous breakdown. "Wh-What happened?" I whispered, startling Michael.

"W-We don't know. She just stopped breathing, and they don't know whether she's alive or not."

"Is lung cancer really that bad?"

"Lung cancer?" Michael asked. "What in the world - Louis, she has leukemia."

My whole wrold crashed. "She lied."

"She lied because she didn't want to break your heart." Livia grabs mine and Niall's hand, and squeezes them, knowing we're the two that care the most about her. Niall hugs me, and pats my back.

"You can have some alone time with her." Michael says, following behind Niall.

I sit in Michael's seat, seeing that her grip was still tight on the teddy bear. I grabbed her free hand, and kissed her forehead. I watched her lips to see if they curled into a smile, and my heart shattered when they didn't. "Rosie, I know you can't hear me but if you a-are gone, you can. If you aren't, I hope you can. Fight this leukemia, I know you can do it. Do it for me, do it for the guys, do it for your mother, your father, Livia. I-I love you."

Sighing, I look up and her monitor starts beeping. All I see before doctors and nurses start piling in is her body trembling, and her fighting for air. When I walk out the room, Harry hugs me tightly, and asks, "What happened?"

"I was talking to her, and I told her I loved her. The monitor started beeping, a-and I left because I didn't want to see what was happening." I literally started bawling on Harry's shoulder, causing the guys to start a group hug around me.

"Louis, stop crying." The voice I heard made me turn around, and look at the door. Rosie's eyes were open, and her mouth was curled up into a smile. "I'm going into surgery. I'm sorry for lying, a-and I love you too."

They rolled her in the hospital bed, to someplace else we weren't allowed in. A big sigh of relief came over me, until I realized that there was paparazzi by the elevator. "C-Call Mitchell." I said, turning around to Zayn. He hugs me, and chuckles.

"When's the wedding?"

"Shut up," I laugh. "When's your wedding?"

"Next week, and Perrie asked Rosie to be a bridesmaid."

"When's rehersal?"

"Tomorrow Louis, haven't - oh yeah, you never pay attention." Zayn chuckles, slapping me on the shoulder.

The doctors comes out and stares at us. "She's not breathing, a-and-"

All of a sudden I black out.