Annabelle's POV:

It has been a year since me and Louis FINALLY became friends. Now, if you can believe it, we're closer than ever. We do everything together. I mean i'm still very close with the rest of the boys,but.. I don't know... me and Lou just have a special connection I guess. I'm actually at Harry's now. I have been hanging out at his place everyday now. I practically live here, but the best part is, it's not just Harry who calls to hang out like it used to. Its Louis now too. Trust me, I still haven't forgotten about my cancer, and no I didn't tell the boys. It hurts. Physically and emotionally. Physically because i'm throwing up more often, and having more dizzy spells than before. Emotionally because I can't bring myself to tell my very best friends who are practically brothers that in a year, they won't ever see me again. My cancer has gotten worse. Sometimes I can't control when I get sick or dizzy or whatever... I've had to do it a few times here. Every time someone asks me if I'm okay I have to lie right to there faces and say that i'm just sick or that I ate too much... I don't know how long i'm going to be able to keep this a secret. Especially with Louis. I can tell that he's a little skeptical about it, but I know it's because he cares about me, so I try not to worry too much. Speaking of Mister Sassy Pants, here he comes now... running straight for me and- OUCH! ...on to my lap..

"Lou! Get your fat arse off of me! Do you not know how much you weigh mister?" I ask jokingly.

"Hurtful! Fine then! You don't get a hug from your very bestest friend in the whole entire world." he says as he sits on the floor with his arms crossed over his chest as he starts to "cry".

Ladies and Gents, I give you, Louis William Tomlinson, the most immature 20 year old I have ever met.

"NO! I need your hugs. I take it back, I take it all back" I pretend to plea. He sat there for a few moments until he sprang up and back onto my lap. "Now, that;s better! I knew you loved me! Well, I love you too." he said. We say that a lot to each other. I know he means it in a sisterly way, but when I say it, I can't help but think that I don't mean it the same way he does. I shake me head from my thoughts and just laugh at his utter stupidity.

A few minutes later, in comes Harry Styles, my other best friend in the whole wide world. "What did you do this time Belle? Let me guess. He sat on your lap, you told him to get off, he started to cry, you told him that you take back what you said, and he jumped back onto you?" he guessed. How in the world? " How in the world did you figure that out?" I asked amazed.

"It wasn't exactly hard. Anyone with two ears could hear from all the way upstairs." he smiled and laughed. He walked over to us and sat on the couch.

Soon after that, SOMEONE, meaning Louis, just HAD to come up with the clever idea to tickle me half the death while provoking Harry to join him. Soon enough I was on the floor gasping for breath from laughing so hard and screaming for them to stop. It must not have been a pretty sight because Liam, Niall, and Zayn all came running down the stair and stopping abruptly in front of us. "What the heck are you guys doing down here?" asked Liam. Ahh, Liam... always watching over us. "Oh nothing. Just a tickle fight between us and Annabelle." Louis said. "Well thanks for inviting us! We want to have some fun too!" Niall laughed. After that was said, everyone began their own tickling war. Niall and Liam were opponents, Harry and Zayn were opponents and me and Louis were opponents. After a good 5 minutes of tickling the life out of each other, we all layed down on our backs gasping for breath. We were all extremely happy and it was a nice feeling. After we finally caught our breath, I broke the calming silence..

"I love you guys."