Prologue

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This will be the first piece of my writing that I have shown to people other than friends and teachers. I'm sorry if it isnt that good. Also, though the name is the same, this is not a 1D fanfic. It started out as one, but i decided to change it. Now, on to the story...

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"I'm scared" my body shook with emotion. Despite being only 9 years old, I knew that I was sick. I also knew that my only friend in the world was leaving me. "I can't do this without you. I don't know what's going to happen."

"You'll be fine. I know you and I know that you are a strong person. Don't worry, please." I felt his arms wrap around me...only causing me to break down completely.

I cried...every fiber of my soul was ripping apart inside me. And it hurt, not the crying, the pain crying created.

"Here" I felt him start to pull away and I wrapped my arms around him tighter. "It's ok; I just want to give you something." He gently pulled my arms from around his waist. He spun me around and told me to close my eyes.

I smiled to myself as I felt a cold metal object hit my collar bone and heard the click of a latch. "There, you can open your eyes now." I looked down and spun on my heels to face him, surprise evident on my face.

"But...this is your lucky guitar pick. Are you sure you want to give it to me." I clutched it tightly in my hand, memorizing the way it felt in case he decided to take it back. I was hoping he wouldn't.

"I'm sure. Right now you need it more than I do. Plus, I wouldn't want you to forget me. It's a keepsake, of all the memories we shared together." He touched the chain softly "Don't ever forget me."

"I won't, I promise." A car horn sounded behind us. He turned and his face became blank. It was time. He had to leave.

He looked back at me and leaned in to whisper something in my ear. "I will come back for you. Just remember all that we've shared until that time comes" He turned and ran to the car. Once inside he looked back at me with a sad smile. Then mouthed the words ' I promise.'

The car rounded the corner and the boy I had come to love as my best friend and brother was gone... for who knows how long.

"Goodbye Liam"

That night and many after that I cried myself to sleep. Alone in my little prison of a hospital room.

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Let me know if you want me to continue the story. I will, if I can get at least five (5) people to tell me they like it.

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