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The sun peaked in from beneath the shades as Harry blinked his eyes open, the room was empty and quiet except for the soft snores from the boy laying on his chest. Louis smiled in his sleep as Harry watched him from above, he tucked his hair back from his face as Louis snuggled deeper into his arms. 
                          
 Harry reached over to the nightstand beside him as he pulled a newspaper off the stack. He quietly opened up to the crossword working silently as Louis slept on. The sunrise glowed orange around the room as Harry scribbled on the page, the door opened slowly as Liam glanced in, Harry looked over at him smiling. 
                          
 “Hi Li.” Harry whispered at him as he continued to play with Louis’ hair, Liam approached him quietly his mind clearly working hard on a thought. 
                          
 “Haz, how are you?” Liam finally whispered back.
                          
 “Liam, what’s wrong?” Harry asked ignoring Liam’s question.
                          
 “I need to apologize to you.” 
                          
 Harry looked at Liam confused at the conversation. 
                          
 “Why? I mean what did you do?” Harry asked him. 
                          
 Liam hung his head in embarrassment making Harry even more concerned. Liam looked so scared as his words failed him. 
                          
 “Jesus Payne! Tell me!” Harry whispered harshly but still careful not to wake Louis up. 
                          
 “The other day, when you collapsed, for a split second I was happy,” Liam paused. “Happy it wasn’t Niall.”
                          
 Harry smiled under the weight of the sleepy Louis he held out is hand for Liam to take. 
                          
 “Congrats mate.” Harry said holding his palm open for Liam to shake, Liam looked at him dumbfounded but took his hand regardless. 
                          
 “Congrats for what?”
                          
 “For being in love, it’s the greatest feeling ain’t it?”
                          
 Liam smiled relaxing his hand in Harry’s grip giggling slightly as his cheeks burned a brilliant red. 
                          
 “It really is.” Liam laughed as he let his mind wander to thoughts of Niall. 
                          
 “Go.” Harry said snapping Liam out of his thoughts. 
                          
 “What?” 
                          
 “Go, find Niall.” Harry said. Liam hesitated staying in his seat beside the bed. “I’m good here, trust me.” Harry said as he pointed to Louis who was still sleeping on his chest. Liam stood planting a kiss to the top of Harry’s head.
                          
 “Thanks Styles! Love you mate.” Liam said as he crossed the room leaving Harry behind under a sleeping Tommo. 
                          
 Harry watched Louis sleep on his chest as he swept the fringe of his hair out of his eyes, Louis had a mysterious grin on his face making Harry laugh, only Louis would be up to know good in his dreams too. 
                          
 The door opened once more as the doctor with the pretty blue eyes walked in. Harry looked over to her knowing instantly that something was wrong. He felt the weight on his chest double as his heart began to race. 
                          
 “Harry, I just got your results back from the tests we ran.” She paused but Harry remained still waiting for her to finish. “It’s not good Harry. Your cancer is back, it’s worse than before. You are at a stage 3 now.” 
                          
 The words hit him like a ton of bricks and yet it was not sadness that hit him first but worry, worry for Louis, for the rest of the lads and the fans. Not for himself. 
                          
 “What are my odds?” Harry asked softly watching her carefully. 
                          
 “It is beatable, but it’s going to be a tough road.”