Holding Hands;lrh

Twenty-Eight

//hi guys just wanted to say we're friends now okay?

Also surprise update because it's my birthday🎉🎊...

And can we take a moment to appreciate how good Luke looks without a shirt👌🏻💯 and also lets take a moment to finally be happy about not having to wonder about it anymore like let's be real here!\\

//also it's 1 a.m. And I just finished watching How Did We End Up Here and I cried so many times that I lost count after 5... I cried so hard when Michael got burned... Ugh 😭😭 anyway enough with my authors notes lets get you to reading the chapter\\

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"Okay so I got your release forms written up early," Doctor Whineberg stated as she stood in my room with my dad and my mom. "Also I got your results of the scan."

"Please be gone please be gone please be gone," I hastily whispered to myself.

"The cancer is gone for now!" She exclaimed.

I let out a breathe of air that I didn't even know I was holding, and I felt a weight lift off my shoulders as I heard her say these things.

"By the way I never got the chance to ask what stage I was?"

"You were a stage 3 case," she said. "But I prefer not to tell patients before they start. If I told you that you wouldn't have believed you would survive. With out knowing you believed you could and therefore you survived."

"Is that really what you believe?"

"All we need to have is a little bit of hope to get us by Elle," she said before she walked out of my room after putting my release forms down to be signed.

My parents both signed the papers with smiles on their faces probably relieved they could take me home alive.

"Oh my god I'm sorry I'm late did I miss anything?" Luke rushed I into the room with two cups in his hand. I looked up at him and smiled.

"It's gone," I said with tears in my eyes.

Luke dropped the cups in his and a dark liquid came spilling out. It was probably coffee that didn't taste good, but I didn't really care at the moment. A smile found its way onto Luke's face as he rushed up to me. His smile was the biggest I've ever seen it, and it literally went from ear to ear. He had watery eyes, and I didn't blame him. He was just told his girlfriend was going to live. He grabbed my head in between his hands and bent down and smashed his lips to mine sending these fireworks off into my stomach. His lips fit perfectly with mine even though it's cliche to say.

"That makes me the happiest person alive right now," he said.

"It makes me happier than you mate," my dad said.

At that moment I could see bright colored hair out of the corner of my eye. I knew it was Mike even though his hair color changed.

"Lime green?"

"Lime green I will have you know is the color of the ribbon for lymphoma," he said. "I was looking to dye my hair again, and I figured what better way to support my sister."

"Thanks Mickey it means a lot," I told him.

"I heard it's all gone?"

"Yea it's all gone the chemo and radiation got rid of it for now," I said with the biggest too toothy smile on my face.

"By the way Mickey?"

"Yea I had a friend named Michael as a kid we always called him Mickey so I want to call you Mickey," I stated.

"Okay I'm good with that its just I've never been called Mickey before,"

"Now you have,"

Michael sat beside my bed as my parents signed the white legal document that released my body from this place. This place was dull and I wanted bright. I wanted to be able to travel, and so feel individual grains of sand in between my toes. I wanted to be able to feel the cool moisture of dirt, and to be able to see the bright blue color of the sky. I wanted to live life to the fullest, and to not waste a minute of it.

I didn't want to put my second chance to shame. I wanted to make it worth it.

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Okay so this is really ridiculous!

Thanks for reading and 1.23k was only imaginable and one of my dreams and everyone reading made it come true so that you so so so so much!

I love you guys so much!
-dauntlessluke <3 xx