It Started With A Game -5 Seconds Of Summer- (DISCONTINUED. SORRY GUYS.)

Chapter 18

I gasped stepping out of the car.

The house... It was big! It was beautiful, amazing, fucking perfect...

The house was made of bricks, and it was a light cream color. The door was wooden, but had a glass pattern in the middle. The house looked like a mansion more than an actual house.

The driveway was a stone driveway with flowers trailing along the edges making the driveway narrow but yet bigger. The flowers were blue, red, yellow, so many different colors and types. It looked absolutely beautiful.

"This is where your mum and I live." Dad said pulling out my luggage and wheeling it inside. I followed him taking everything in. The inside of the house was just as beautiful as it was outside.

The walls were a light blue color, with white fuzzy carpet. Their were photos of my family all over the wall. Some from when my brother was alive, and before I left. Most of them were of just mom and dad. But they looked happy but in their eyes I could tell they held regret.

Could it be regret from leaving me..?

"Here I will show you your room and then we can head to the hospital okay?" Dad questioned turning around and looking at me. I quickly nodded following him up the stairs.

Many stairs later we were walking down a light brown wooden floor. The walls were white with black designs all over them. Their were several doors but dad led me to the one at the end of the hall. Once I was inside I covered my mouth with my hands.

It was so beautiful! Inside my room their were neon green walls, and a sky blue fuzzy carpet. My two favorite colors. Their was a walk in closet, a beautiful white bed with black blankets laid out perfectly. Their were white pillows on top of the bed, with a flowery green design on them.

This was my child hood wish. For my room to be like this. I turned to my dad to see him smiling at me. "I remembered." Was all he said before I jumped on him yelling 'thank you thank you!' over and over again. Dad laughed pulling me off of him, and leading me back downstairs. "We have neighbors, their 3 boys but you can meet them later. We are going to the hospital now." Dad stated grabbing his keys. I nodded before telling him I was going to change. I grabbed a pair of white shorts, and yellow shirt with Mario on it and quickly changed. I threw on my white flip flops before running outside with my dad.

We jumped in his car and were off to the hospital.

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The whole car ride here to the hospital I was texting Michael and the others. It felt different, but at least I had communication with them. I could be like some people and just not remember who your friends back home are.. *cough cough* Alyssa.

"Okay visiting hours last for about another hour and a half. So we will have until then." Dad said giving my hand a light squeeze. I nodded, unable to find my voice, and we stepped into my moms room.

Dad dropped my hand and walked over to her sitting on a chair that was right beside her. I stopped in my tracks taking her in.

Her once black long hair was now short and blond. Her natural olive tan skin was now a pale white color. She was skinny now. She was skinny before but now you could see her bones.. Her once right hazel eyes were now a dull brown color.

I almost cried. I really did want to but I couldn't.

I walked over to my mom grabbing her hand saying soothing words to her. I know she couldn't talk, he had tubes going down her throat.

She looked like she was in pain. Like she wanted to go. But she was fighting. I could see it in her eyes. She was always the one to fight, she never gave up.

"Mom I love you. I really do. I only stayed because I didn't want to keep moving. I made friends for once. I felt like I belonged in England. I have so many friends their now. I have so many memories. I never wanted this to happen. When dad left me I didn't know it would be like this when I saw you next." I cried out. She gave my hand a tiny squeeze closing her eyes but opening them moments later. "As soon as dad came and told me everything I knew I had to come back. I needed to come for you mom. Theirs so many things I want to tell you. I want to hear your voice. See you smile. Have our girl talks I never liked. But I want that all now. I need it. Please don't give up mom. Fight. Your a fighter. You don't give up." I whispered kissing her forehead. "I love you so much."

Our of the corner of my eyes I seem dad crying. He got up and walked out so I took this as my chance. "Mom theirs this boy I'm falling for. I really want you to meet him one day. He's such a lovely guy and he's from here, in Australia. He's from Sydney but he promised to come visit once they got done touring with One Direction in England. He's in a band with 3 of his mates. My friends and I are all close with them. Mom I think I'm falling for him and I'm scared that I will get hurt. I trust him I really do, but I don't want to be hurt. I know you can't talk with that tube in your mouth but theirs so many things I need your help with. I need you mom.." I whispered resting my head in my hands. "I think I love him but I'm not sure. He asked me to be his girlfriend before I went on my flight here and I said yes. But I'm scared." I felt a few tears run down my cheek. Moms fragile hand came up and wiped them away. She gave me a thumbs up.

Thumbs up....

When I was younger she always gave me thumbs up when she wanted me to follow my heart..

"Mom your right. I should follow my heart." I stated looking at her. Her eyes sparkled, they held more in it.

She wasn't afraid. She didn't want to give up now. I see it in her eyes.

She's fighting.

"Mom get some rest." I smiled kissing her forehead and her cheek. "I love you don't forget that and I'm sorry for leaving you." I got up and gave her one last smile before leaving the room. Dad was talking to one of the nurses who looked at me and smiled. I smiled back walking towards them.

"How is she doing?" I asked the doctor. He smiled sympathetically looking at his chart.

"She has cancer, but we are taking her in for surgery in 2 days. Maybe sooner if we have to. She's doing better than before.she lost a lot of weight from the beginning but she's gaining some back." He stated looking up at me and smiling. "She may make it."

"She's fighting. She really is. I see it in her eyes. When I walked in that room she was slowly giving up. But after dad left the room I talked to her and I can see she is fighting everything." I smiled happily. "She doesn't give up that's not my mom. She's always been a fighter."

Dad smiled hugging me tightly. I hugged him back. The doctor grinned before walking away. "The neighbors are going to coming over to meet you. Once we get back home. Is that okay?" Dad asked as we walked outside to his black car.

"Of course!" I chirped jumping inside. The car ride was silent. It wasn't uncomfortable it was actual comfortable...

I missed being with my mom and dad.

I feel like I could of had many more memories, but if I never stayed in England I would have never met all the amazing people I had.

I probably would of never met Michael.

I would of never felt like I feel now..

"Sweetie you okay?" Dad questioned opening my door. I snapped out of my thoughts and smiled sheepishly.

"Yeah just zoned out." I mumbled stepping out of the car. Dad an I walked inside to be met with a group of people. I stopped walking and my eyes went big.

"No fucking way."