The Last Wish | H.S

Chapter 1.

Why me?

That was all I could think of. You know that moment when you're really having a good day for example; you're hanging out with your friends, like just a simply thing, then you come home, and the next minute, you find yourself eating a whole bag of chips, while crying your eyes out, and well I've never been that person. Except for right now.

Ever since the doctor broke down the news to me, eating, crying and trying to get  some sleep was the only thing I could do. I think we can all agree, cancer is one of the- no the worst things in the whole world, especially when you're me, and the worst part is that I'm only 16 years old.
I could have a future, get married and get kids and all of that cliché bullshit, yea bullshit that's how I feel about it now.

When you get told that you only have a short period of time to live in, that really changes everything. It simply fucks your whole life up.

My dreams ever since I was very little, was to become a famous actress, and win lots of awards and marry the guy I would never have a chance with. Cause I would never have a chance with Harry Styles, I mean c'mon he's freaking Harry Styles, aka the love of my life, and I haven't even met him yet...Oops.

I wanna meet him so bad and now I've only got one year left of living, what else could I possibly do, than just go to chemotherapy, lay in my room, watch basically everything there is to watch on Netflix and listen to 1D's sad music, I even made a playlist called "Sad 1D music" I listen to it all the time, I really don't know why, it's making me even more sad, and it's just reminding me of him.

Some people would be like, - "I'll make a bucket list and do everything I've ever dreamed of". Or "WHY DO YOU LAY IN BED ALL DAY?" "Why don't you just do all those dangerous things like, get a tattoo, get drunk, loose your virginity, travel around the world!" But I really don't know why I should do those things? I mean I don't have much to live for, I know my dreams would've never come true anyway, so why even bother to try?

Why should my illness mean that I should go out and be a wild child and do those crazy things? Maybe some of them could be fun to experience before I die, but most of them requires a partner, and I don't even have a boyfriend yet, no one wants a girl with cancer, nor a girl who's obsessed with Harry Styles. Hmm what should I do? That was the big question...

Authors note
| so this is the first chapter, I hope you will like this story, I will try to update it as much as I can, please vote and comment what you think about the story! And I would like to apologise if my English grammar is not perfect, cause English is not my main language or whatever you call it lol😅 But I will try my best! Thanks for reading and merry Christmas! xx |