unless harry or louis tells someone they’re the only ones that know as of now yes
aljfajfkjakfak thank you :*
I love you too, Louis.. more than anything. No one else would do that for me, you know that. Thank you.
I.. I’m not mad, if that’s what you were thinking? I’ve kept things from you, too, only because I don’t know, or I didn’t know how to tell you.. I just.. you’ve been through so much shit in your life, baby. You don’t deserve this, too, no one does. You just.. you can’t have it. That can’t be what this is. It has to be a stomach flu like you said. But you’ve got to go to the doctor, just to see. And if it is what is, then I’ll stand by you. I’ll love you through it. There are cancer survivors, people who live to be old and grey, they live a full and happy life even though they’ve had to fight. You can do that, if that’s the case, can’t you? I know you can. We just need to know for sure that’s not what it is. I just need you to be okay. I need you to be here.
We.. we can go. I love you, more than anything.. can you just get a quick sitter for Brooklyn, though? I want to hold her with you when we come back.. just in case I’ll need it.
I’m going to worry about you no matter what. That’s what you do when you love someone the way I love you. Is there something you just haven’t told me?
How are you supposed to tell someone that you were diagnosed with cancer when you were so young, but you fought it and tried to live your dream — and now that I’m here, I’m scared.. I’m scared of walking back into the doctor’s office for something I thought was stomach pains, headaches, and all that fucking shit only to find out I have cancer.. leukemia, and it just creeps up on you. The last time I went in for an illness was when I was diagnosed, just planning for something little, something I wouldn’t dream of worrying about forever. It feels like everything I experienced then, Lou.. there’s no cure for cancer, you’re just lucky if it doesn’t reoccur.. what if I go to the doctor and they tell me I’m not one of the lucky ones? I can’t tell my daughter that there’s a chance I won’t be alive to even see her graduate high school.. I can’t let you raise her alone. Louis, it can’t be happening.. I couldn’t tell you, it’s life changing.. all the other stuff, all the other secrets we told each other, sure.. but this? It’s just not the same.. I can’t marry you then tell you there’s a chance I’ll be gone by our 25th anniversary, or even our 5th.
You don’t have to be scared, sweetheart. I told you I’d go with you, you don’t have to go alone.
You don’t deserve to worry about me all the time, you worry about me enough.
I’m not going to make you, no. I can’t do that, but I just.. Why don’t you want to go? I just want to know that everything’s okay, you know, get you some proper medicine that’ll actually work. I just want you to get better.
Just scared, ‘s all.. I want you to take care of me.. it could be worse, baby.
And I don’t want to find out if it is.
Harry, when you haven’t been in bed, you’ve been hanging over the toilet with quite a high fever. I’m pretty sure that means you need to go to the doctor. I’ll go with you, we can get our mums to take Brooklyn out for the day. It’ll be okay.. you’ll be okay, baby. But you’re not going to get any better if you don’t go.
So, you’re gonna make me go? Lou, please.. the last time I went — I don’t want to. I’ll get better on my own, medicine.. you know? It’s probably just a stomach flu or something.