A Bit of Hope (Louis Tomlinson Fanfiction)
Chapter 2
Well, I guess I have some time to spare. Its about 12:30, so I think a little coffee break would be lovely. I pull into the closest Starbucks, and shut off the car. Before I get out, I check my appearance in the mirror. Ugh. My stupid patches were showing, so I pull and tug at my tan beanie. I get it perfectly to how I want it, and jump out of the car. I adjust my clothes and head in.
I love the smell of freshly ground coffee that fills this little coffee shop. I take in the smell, and walk to the counter. The young waitress meets me at the register with the biggest, most sincere smile on her face.
"Hello dear! What can I get ya today!" The barista asked me sweetly.
I smile back, "I'll just have a grande caramel macchiato without cream, please."
She nods telling me the total, and I hand her my money. She hands me the change, and I add it to her tip jar. She smiles, and continues making my drink.
I go and grab a seat while she makes my coffee. I walk into the lounge, and stop in my tracks. There, sitting in the large chaste lounge, was Louis Tomlinson. The boy I just met in the hospital. I stand there staring, very noticeably but not caring. I can't lie, he was beautiful! His bright blue eyes glistened as the light touched them, his hair was perfectly tousled (almost too perfect), and his tan complexion just accentuated everything.
"Ma'am your drink is ready," The waitress breaks me out of my thought and causes Louis to look up. He smiles with a cute smirk on his face, and gets up to meet me.
"It's Ella, right?" He said seemed unsure about my name. I smile and nod while I grab my cup of coffee goodness. "Well, would you like to join me with your coffee?" He says giving me that cute genuine hand. I examine his hand for a second with hesitation, and then finally take it. He then leads me to the small chaste lounge and we both sit. He looks up at me with such sympathy. Yeah, I know I might look like quite a freak. With my sunken in cheeks, very pale complexion, and patchy hair; I would be scared too. He notices me watching his stare, and just looks down with slight shame.
"It's ok to stare, I know I look like monster," I reassure him with a chuckle.
He looks back up, "I just don't get how such a beautiful girl like you could be struck with cancer."
I was completely taken back by his comment. I look into his eyes and see such sincerity and care. Just like I was the only one in this state. I smiled and looked down, "Thanks."
"You are so strong, I don't think I could come into the public’s eye, with being seen with cancer," He said giving me some confidence.
I laugh, "Well, I’m stuck with this for the rest of my life."
He looks up at me and starts to say something, but stops himself. Like he was going to ask an important question, but thought he would look dumb asking. "Its ok Louis, I'm not going to be offended by what you were going to say." Reassuring him to continue his question or statement.
"When..umm, when did you know you had cancer? Sorry if it's too much to ask for," He asks me with concern.
"I learned I had breast cancer on exactly my seventeenth birthday,"
*FLASHBACK*
I stare blankly at the tan waiting room walls. I don't know why this couldn't have waited. My party was in about 2 1/2 hours! I didn't want to keep anyone waiting.
"Mum, couldn't we reschedule for another day? It can't be that urgent that they would call on my birthday!" I shouted in a quiet whisper. I slump back into my seats, and cross my arms. I was acting like a total brat, but who cares.
"It will take ten minutes tops, you'll be fine and at your party in no time," My mom reassured me.
"Ella Crane?" The nurse called out in the empty doctors office.
I roll my eyes and scuff off to the nurse. I was not happy.
"Ok Ella, lets just get you weighed in and some vitals," The nurse then motioned me onto the scale.
I hate getting weighed, because I was always given dirty looks by the nurses for being a little bit curvy. Last time I was here, I weigh a grand total of 136. I stepped on the scale, not wanting to look at the numbers.
"Ok! Your total is 124!" The nurse smiled, and we walked off. What? I was here less than a week ago, and I was 136. Maybe this little diet is working! I smiled and walked into an office...
Why wasn't I in a regular room? I start to panic and sweat terribly.
"The doctor will be in any moment," the nurse smiled and shut the door.
"Mum, what the bloody hell is going on? I've never done drugs, I’ve never smoked! Are you sending me away? Whats goin-," I was cut off by my mum holding my shoulders.
"Now why would I send you away? I have no clue why we are here, please calm down Hun!" She shakes into me looking more nervous than I was. So I slump into my seat, and fidget with my fingers.
Finally the the door opens with my regular doctor and some other person who I did not even know.
"Hello girls, this is doctor Hughes. How are you doing today Ella?" He asks like I was going to say something wrong.
"Umm.. I’m fine I guess why?" I say sheepishly. He just looks at me, and smiles.
"When you were here for your last examination, we found a lump on your breast," He said morbidly and monotone.
"Ok? What does that have to do with everything?" I say very annoyed.
"Well, we took the blood sample, and from the CT scans performed. We found that you, have stage two ductal carcinoma."
I sat in the chair, dumbfounded. "So this means I..umm. Have breast cancer?" I let the words out with my voice cracking at the end. My eyes stinging to hold back the tears.
"Unfortunately, yes. So this is why Dr. Hughes is here. He will be setting up your surgery, and then chemotherapy sessions after that. I'm really sorry, Ella. I'll give you and your mother some time," He said bleakly leaving the room.
I look over at my mother, and just let my tears pour out. Sobbing so hard, I couldn't breathe. My mum hugs me tight, and rubs circles into my back. "Hun, you will do just fine. You are strong! Your my little girl, and I know you'll kick cancers ass."
I look at her and give her a half smile. Why does everything go wrong for me? It just seems like everything I do, the world just gives me the middle finger. If it wasn't for my wonderful mother, I would be living on the streets. She takes me out of my thought pushing away the hair in my face.
"I love you mum," I whimper.
"I love you so much, Ella ."
*END OF FLASHBACK*
I love the smell of freshly ground coffee that fills this little coffee shop. I take in the smell, and walk to the counter. The young waitress meets me at the register with the biggest, most sincere smile on her face.
"Hello dear! What can I get ya today!" The barista asked me sweetly.
I smile back, "I'll just have a grande caramel macchiato without cream, please."
She nods telling me the total, and I hand her my money. She hands me the change, and I add it to her tip jar. She smiles, and continues making my drink.
I go and grab a seat while she makes my coffee. I walk into the lounge, and stop in my tracks. There, sitting in the large chaste lounge, was Louis Tomlinson. The boy I just met in the hospital. I stand there staring, very noticeably but not caring. I can't lie, he was beautiful! His bright blue eyes glistened as the light touched them, his hair was perfectly tousled (almost too perfect), and his tan complexion just accentuated everything.
"Ma'am your drink is ready," The waitress breaks me out of my thought and causes Louis to look up. He smiles with a cute smirk on his face, and gets up to meet me.
"It's Ella, right?" He said seemed unsure about my name. I smile and nod while I grab my cup of coffee goodness. "Well, would you like to join me with your coffee?" He says giving me that cute genuine hand. I examine his hand for a second with hesitation, and then finally take it. He then leads me to the small chaste lounge and we both sit. He looks up at me with such sympathy. Yeah, I know I might look like quite a freak. With my sunken in cheeks, very pale complexion, and patchy hair; I would be scared too. He notices me watching his stare, and just looks down with slight shame.
"It's ok to stare, I know I look like monster," I reassure him with a chuckle.
He looks back up, "I just don't get how such a beautiful girl like you could be struck with cancer."
I was completely taken back by his comment. I look into his eyes and see such sincerity and care. Just like I was the only one in this state. I smiled and looked down, "Thanks."
"You are so strong, I don't think I could come into the public’s eye, with being seen with cancer," He said giving me some confidence.
I laugh, "Well, I’m stuck with this for the rest of my life."
He looks up at me and starts to say something, but stops himself. Like he was going to ask an important question, but thought he would look dumb asking. "Its ok Louis, I'm not going to be offended by what you were going to say." Reassuring him to continue his question or statement.
"When..umm, when did you know you had cancer? Sorry if it's too much to ask for," He asks me with concern.
"I learned I had breast cancer on exactly my seventeenth birthday,"
*FLASHBACK*
I stare blankly at the tan waiting room walls. I don't know why this couldn't have waited. My party was in about 2 1/2 hours! I didn't want to keep anyone waiting.
"Mum, couldn't we reschedule for another day? It can't be that urgent that they would call on my birthday!" I shouted in a quiet whisper. I slump back into my seats, and cross my arms. I was acting like a total brat, but who cares.
"It will take ten minutes tops, you'll be fine and at your party in no time," My mom reassured me.
"Ella Crane?" The nurse called out in the empty doctors office.
I roll my eyes and scuff off to the nurse. I was not happy.
"Ok Ella, lets just get you weighed in and some vitals," The nurse then motioned me onto the scale.
I hate getting weighed, because I was always given dirty looks by the nurses for being a little bit curvy. Last time I was here, I weigh a grand total of 136. I stepped on the scale, not wanting to look at the numbers.
"Ok! Your total is 124!" The nurse smiled, and we walked off. What? I was here less than a week ago, and I was 136. Maybe this little diet is working! I smiled and walked into an office...
Why wasn't I in a regular room? I start to panic and sweat terribly.
"The doctor will be in any moment," the nurse smiled and shut the door.
"Mum, what the bloody hell is going on? I've never done drugs, I’ve never smoked! Are you sending me away? Whats goin-," I was cut off by my mum holding my shoulders.
"Now why would I send you away? I have no clue why we are here, please calm down Hun!" She shakes into me looking more nervous than I was. So I slump into my seat, and fidget with my fingers.
Finally the the door opens with my regular doctor and some other person who I did not even know.
"Hello girls, this is doctor Hughes. How are you doing today Ella?" He asks like I was going to say something wrong.
"Umm.. I’m fine I guess why?" I say sheepishly. He just looks at me, and smiles.
"When you were here for your last examination, we found a lump on your breast," He said morbidly and monotone.
"Ok? What does that have to do with everything?" I say very annoyed.
"Well, we took the blood sample, and from the CT scans performed. We found that you, have stage two ductal carcinoma."
I sat in the chair, dumbfounded. "So this means I..umm. Have breast cancer?" I let the words out with my voice cracking at the end. My eyes stinging to hold back the tears.
"Unfortunately, yes. So this is why Dr. Hughes is here. He will be setting up your surgery, and then chemotherapy sessions after that. I'm really sorry, Ella. I'll give you and your mother some time," He said bleakly leaving the room.
I look over at my mother, and just let my tears pour out. Sobbing so hard, I couldn't breathe. My mum hugs me tight, and rubs circles into my back. "Hun, you will do just fine. You are strong! Your my little girl, and I know you'll kick cancers ass."
I look at her and give her a half smile. Why does everything go wrong for me? It just seems like everything I do, the world just gives me the middle finger. If it wasn't for my wonderful mother, I would be living on the streets. She takes me out of my thought pushing away the hair in my face.
"I love you mum," I whimper.
"I love you so much, Ella ."
*END OF FLASHBACK*
9/27/13