My last school was awful, the other students bullied me endlessly, they would taunt me about my mum being gone, the clothes i would wear (all the girls where really girly so they didnt like my boy-ish clothes), about not having a boyfriend and even about my cancer! You see, when i was 13, i thought the cancer was really gone so i started telling people about it, BIG MISTAKE! when it came back, people well lets say... they wernt so nice about it and i know what your thinking, how could anyone be so cruel? i know but 'eh, life goes on. Because i have cancer, i spent all my time in the hospital, i slept there and all, if i felt too weak or the bullying was getting to me, they let me have the day off school. I really loved the people at the hospital, i trusted them.
My dad and i decided to move, dad kept saying that it was a surprise to where we were going so he kept it very secretive, dad already got a job as a LandScaper for wherever the hell where moving to. But we have to wait about 2 weeks before we go, so we can finish packing, from what i have been able to sneak out of my dad, where moving really far away... i think even out of australia!
5 days ago, dad finally told me where we were going to and i was right, it is far away... really far away... where moving to... ENGLAND!! OHMYGOD. I KNOW RIGHT. Well London to be exact and im SO EXCITED. we actually leave tomorrow and i CANT WAIT! Im ridiculasly nervous but so excited. I have packed enough things for 4 weeks because thats how long it will take for ALL of our things to get there. Dads appointed me to St Merideths Hospital and thats where i will be living. My cancers gotten abit worse and dads really wanting me to start kemo but i really dont want to, yes i have scars all over me from the operation but i dont really care, okay yes im self consious about them but im still refusing to do kemo!
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This morning i put dads dreadlocks into a loose ponytail. Yes my dad is so cool because he has dreadlocks, i admired them 'One day, i shall grow dreadlocks... but not yet' i thought to myself as i patted my soft blonde hair.
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"ready?" dad asked as he tucked his book into the plane seat infront of him.
"well,i cant really get off now can i?" i laughed as i got into a comfortable position.
"Edeth? Edeth Carter? Please come up to the front of the plane and bring your father too, thankyou" The flight attendant spoke into the microphone that echoed throught the whole plane"
"Oh shoot" I never swear unless i really have to, "I hate this thing, why did you bring it? i thought you where leaving it at the hospital?!" I half whispered half shouted to my dad.
"honey you know why, it has saved your life before, remember? What if something happend to you on the plane? Comon lets go get it" My dad replied as he got up.
I got up, ears burning and muttering as i followed him....
*LIAMS P.O.V*
"Oh people infront of me, BE QUIET! its a long flight to england and i dont want people bickering through the whole flight" I thought to my self, I wonder what this girls so angry about... she has really nice hair... like ramen noodles...i want to touch it... No liam thats creepy, stop it! Suddenly her dad stood up... wow that guy has really long blonde dreadlocks! The girl stood up too, her hairs longer than her dads, almost past her bum and nice blonde...
"stupid sickness, just wish it would bloody well leave" I heard her mutter. Oh i hope shes alright...
"Sir, this isnt your seat, yours is the one infront, right here" The flight attendant said as she gestured her hands to the seat infront. Oh so i get to sit with dreadlocks and angry sick girl. I sighed as i got up with my things and plonked my self down in the next seat.
Suddenly, angry sick girl came and sat down next to me. She was looking at me.... she wouldnt look away...
"Can i help you?" i asked with a fake sweet smile
"Are you ment to be sitting here?" she asked with her beautiful blue eyes looking right into mine, my gosh shes gorgous... Her hair fell across her shoulders and face.
"er... umm..." I shook my head and smiled "Yeah, yeah i am, i was sitting in the wrong seat before" I said nervously goddammit liam! keep it together.
"Oh aha, i see, well im Edeth, but call me eddy...Everyone does" She said as she retuned a perfect smile.
"Oh, Hi.. Im liam" But now it was my turn to stare, not at her beatiful hair or hypnotysing eyes but at her hand, there was a needle in it.
"You have a needle in your hand" I blurted out, What the hell brain? Connect to tounge please!
"Aha, yep, your right, i do! oh shoot... its in the wrong hand, honestly you would think after 6 years of doing it by myself i could at least do it properly." Eddy said looking down. I did not expect what she did next.
Eddy rumeged through her bag and pulled out a cotten ball and band-aid. She ripped out her needle and handed it to me "Hold this please" she said smiling, there was still alot of blood on it, ew. She coverd up her hand with the cotton ball and band-aid and then took the needle off me "Thanks" she said as she stabbed it through her other hand.
"Why did you do that?" i asked like a complete idiot, Forgoodness sakes liam, STAY COOL.
"keeps me alive" eddy replied laughing.
"Heres the Drip Sweetie" Her dad said as he came back holding a bag and handed it to his daughter.
"The drip?"I asked as my mouth formed an 'O' shape.
"like i said, it keeps me alive, By the way dad, this is Liam" Eddy said smiling as she pointed to me.
We talked for a long time, she told me how she was moving to London because she was getting bullied, she wouldnt tell me why she was getting bullied or why she needed her drip. She had an amazing Australian accent though...
Authors note: Hi guys! hope its alright so far, i will try to upload another chapter soon, im not sure how long this one is because this is actually my first fanfic :3 Thanks!
-Kat :)
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Fanfiction((Liam payne or any of the other boys are not famous in this fan fic)) Edeth Jane Carter, she was diagnosed with Cancer when she was just a little girl, after fighting it for many years, and after all the bullying, her...
