Scars

"Scar, we're leaving!"
I jumped out of bed and got dressed, throwing my fiery red hair into a bun, tugging on skinny jeans and a crop top. Running down the stairs, I threw my phone in my pocket and pulled on my Toms.
"Let's go then."
"Are you sure you want to come? Last time was pretty..."
"Mum.. I'm fine. Let's just go."
She nodded slowly and we got into the car. I bounced a little in the backseat, excited but nervous to see Liam. The last time he'd come home from tour, I was in the hospital and refusing to see him or answer his calls. Now, I was just grateful I'd pulled on a jacket as an afterthought.
* * * * * *
I sighed a bit as we waited for the boys while security fought to keep fans at bay. After standing by the gate for a while, I spotted a familiar mess of blonde hair, followed by Liam's snapback. That was all it took for me to start off running. I ran over and jumped into his arms, relaxing into the safe embrace of my brother, not caring about anyone else.
"Hi Scar." He smiled, tightening his grip slightly so I wouldn't fall over.
"Hi doofus-face." I cuddled into him as he carried me over to our parents and set me down. As soon as he backed away, I was grabbed by another pair of strong, tattooed arms that dragged me away.
"Louis! Put me down!" I squirmed a bit, laughing
"Never! You're coming with me." He grinned.
He kept dragging me away from Liam before I was rescued from Louis and engulfed by the smell of cigarette smoke.
"Zayn..." I turned and automatically buried my face in his chest.
"Hey Scar..." He held me for a second before lifting my chin and making me meet his eyes.
"What?" I try to look away.
"How bad?" He brushed my hair off my face
"What are you.. Oh. It's gonna be bad." I sighed

"I don't mean that... I mean you."
"I'm here aren't I?"
"Yeah but..."
"Zayn.. I'm fine okay? Don't worry about it."
He nodded and I looked over at Niall who'd been waiting patiently. I smiled and walked over.
"Hi blondie."
"Hey Scar. It's great to finally see you again."
I looked down, knowing they were all hurt that I'd only let Zayn see me in the hospital.
"I missed you... all of you. It just.. I couldn't.. it was too much."
"So you went to Zayn, I get it. He's your best friend."
"No.. it's not like that."
Before I could explain anything, Liam came over, fighting back tears.
"You, car now. We're going home."
I nod weakly and kiss Niall's nose. "I'll explain later, I promise."
I follow Liam back to my parents and then we walk to the car.
* * * * * *
The car ride was unbearably quiet. I got out once we stopped at the house and tried to help Liam carry in his bags.
"Go inside Scarlett."
I stared at him in shock. He never called me that. I looked away and walked inside, going to my room. Not long after I'd cuddled into my bed, I heard a knock and braced myself.
"Yeah?" I said, secretly hoping it wasn't Liam.
"Can I come in?" His soft voice floated in from the hallway.
"Sure." I bit my lip as the door creaked open and he slowly walked in, taking in the hospital feel of the room, the bed, the plastic curtains around it, the monitors and IVs.
"Why?"
"Why what Li?" I was already done with this conversation.
"Why didn't you just tell me?" He shut the door and sat on the edge on the bed.
"Because I didn't want you to leave the tour..."
"That's your excuse?! You didn't want to interrupt tour? You were dying Scar! You still are! You're my sister and you left me in the dark but let ZAYN come see you?!"
"I did. Because I knew Zayn could keep himself together and not say anything. It's just... I needed someone who wouldn't cry and baby me. I just needed someone there."
"And he was... very comforting three months ago, wasn't he?" Because you lied and then got an infection from cutting yourself and you wouldn't let me be here for you but you let my best friend screw you."
I looked up in shock. "Liam... It wasn't like that. I was scared and I just wanted to cross stuff off my list."
"And so you lost your virginity to a guy who may or may not love you?"
"What do you mean?"
"You can't see it, can you? There's someone who's in love with you."
"Liam, I have no idea what you're on about." I sigh, resting my head on the pillows.
"Can you at least tell me what's wrong with you?" He took my hand gently as I held onto the sleeve.
"They didn't tell you?"
"No, Mom said that you didn't want anyone else to tell me."
"Right..Yeah. I found out three months ago before Zayn came... I have leukemia."
"W-well, this is treatable right? We can get you chemo, I'll pay for anything to get you well again."
"Liam.. I can't okay? It's too risky."
"Why?" He looked at me distraught.
I took a deep breath. "I'm pregnant."
He gripped the edge of the bed. "I'm gonna murder him."
"Liam, it was my fault."
"No, you're eighteen, he's almost twenty-two. He should've been prepared."
"Liam stop, please." I gently took his shaking hand in my small, cold hand. "I'm sorry."
"Scar... don't."
"No, let me say this. I messed up. I didn't tell you and I slept with Zayn and now I'm making everything worse."
"Well, I'm proud of you for keeping the baby.. Did you.."
"Tell him? No. But I have to tell everyone everything."
"I'll call them, get some rest."
I nodded and watched him leave before closing my eyes.
* * * 3 months ago * * *
"Zayn, I'm scared. What I did before was stupid but this.."
"Don't worry Scar, it'll be okay. I promise I won't leave you."
His mouth met mine and my world exploded.
* * * * * *
"Scar, Scar wake up."
"Hmm?"
"The boys are here."
"Oh, okay." I sat up. "I'll meet you downstairs."
"No, you stay here, I'll bring them in."
I opened my mouth to protest and then stopped, seeing an IV in my arm. "Fine." I sighed.
He ran downstairs before coming back a few minutes later, trailed by the boys.
"Wow... this explains a lot." Harry walked in first, taking everything in as I pulled my knees to my chest.
Zayn was the only one who walked in, unfazed by his surroundings, which Louis caught on to.
"You knew? This whole time and you didn't say anything?! What the hell Zayn?" He clenched his fists and I stepped in.
"Lou stop. I asked him not to say anything. " I look at him
"Why? We're family Scar. How many times do we have to prove this?"
"You don't! I know we're family, I just couldn't say anything..."
"Except to him?" Harry leaned against the door.
I sighed, unsure of what to say to make this any easier.
"I was going to tell everyone, I just didn't know how to."
"Well tell us now." Louis crossed his arms and sat on the floor, "And don't leave anything out."

Notes

I'm so sorry I didn't remember this until now... I've been so preoccupied with school and wattpad. Forgive me?
xoxoxo.
Effie