I believe in us | l.s.

Chapter 46

I'm sorry.

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As the weeks passed since their blissful engagement, Harry and Louis found solace in the simple moments they shared. The media storm surrounding their engagement had settled, allowing them to focus on what truly mattered – their love for each other and Louis's battle against cancer.

Back in the UK after their much-needed getaway to Oman, Harry and Louis settled back into their routine, navigating the challenging road of cancer treatment once more. The past few weeks had been a rollercoaster of emotions as Louis underwent chemo sessions, with Harry faithfully by his side every step of the way. He would spend countless hours in the hospital room, holding Louis's hand, offering words of comfort, and showering him with love and affection.

Despite the challenges, they found comfort in the support of their friends and family. Each call they made to share their engagement news was met with tears of joy and heartfelt congratulations. Their loved ones knew they were meant for each other, and their love story had touched the hearts of many.

As the days turned into weeks, the routine of hospital visits and treatments became both a challenge and a lifeline for Harry and Louis. The small victories, the days when Louis felt a little stronger, brought immense joy to both of them. But there were also days of setbacks and struggles, and on those days, Harry would hold Louis's hand tightly, whispering words of love and encouragement, reminding him that they were in this together.

One evening, as Harry was at home briefly to shower and gather some essentials, the phone call came that would change everything. It was from the hospital, and the urgency in the nurse's voice sent shivers down Harry's spine. "Mr. Styles, you need to come to the hospital as soon as possible," the nurse said frantically. "Louis has taken a turn for the worse. He's unconscious, and we need you here."

Harry's heart raced, and without a moment's hesitation, he rushed out the door. Fear and panic gripped him, and tears welled up in his eyes as he thought about what could be happening to Louis. All he wanted was to be by his side, to offer his love and support during this difficult time.

As Harry arrived at the hospital, he dashed through the corridors, his mind racing with worry. He reached Louis's room, and his heart sank at the sight before him. Louis lay unconscious on the bed, pale and fragile. Tubes and machines surrounded him, monitoring his vitals and administering medication. The room was filled with tension and worry, and Harry's heart ached at the sight of his fiancé in such a vulnerable state.

"Louis," Harry choked out, his voice breaking with emotion as he rushed to his side. He took Louis's hand in his own, holding it tightly as tears streamed down his cheeks. "Please, wake up. I'm here, love. You're not alone."

The doctors and nurses worked swiftly, trying to stabilize Louis and understand the cause of the sudden decline. Harry stood by, his heart heavy with fear and helplessness. He wished he could take away Louis's pain and suffering, but all he could do was be there for him, offering his love and support.

The doctor approached Harry with a somber expression, and Harry's heart sank as he braced himself for the news. "Mr. Styles, I need to talk to you about Louis's condition," the doctor said gently.

Harry swallowed hard, his eyes welling up with tears. "Is he going to be okay? Is he going to wake up?" Harry asked, his voice trembling with fear.

The doctor placed a hand on Harry's shoulder in a gesture of comfort. "We're doing everything we can to stabilize Louis," he reassured. "But I won't lie to you; his condition is critical, and we need to act quickly."