Day 9

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Day 9

Dear Niall,

I can't process this through my head. Im dying. I'm going to die. Ill be dead in 6 months. No senior prom. No graduation. No wedding. No kids. I'm only 17, I had so much I wanted do, Mum always told me I had a bright future ahead me, I started looking at songs I wanted played at my funeral. A little to soon right.. I don't know. You invited me to go to the US with you, I want to go with you so bad, but I probably won't be here. I hate cancer. I hate it so much. I stopped looking in the mirror I can't do it. All I do is cry. You don't know pain, until your staring at yourself in the mirror telling yourself to stay strong. That's pain.

Love,

Clara❤

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