Saving Us || l.h

T W E N T Y T H R E E

I handed the microphone down again, looking out at the audience. They handed it back up again and I went to talk into it but my voice didn't project. "Still not working." I tell the guys, handing it back down. I go over to Zach's microphone, grabbing it. "I'm really sorry about this guys, we thought we had gotten it fixed during rehearsals!"

"Why don't you just use mine?" "Because your backing harmonies are needed." "I'll use Aaron's, his voice is shot anyway from his cold so it won't even matter." Zach explains, going over to Aaron. He grabs his microphone, switching it on and going back to his spot.

"Alright, I'll be using Zach's microphone until mine is fixed, and this next song is a new favorite of mine, it's Good For You by Selena Gomez." I announce, the song beginning. I begin singing, the crowd singing along.

Selena walks out right before the first chorus, the crowd going insane. We sing together, walking to the end of the catwalk.

"How did you like that surprise?" I ask the crowd, grinning. I stood with my arm around her shoulder, both of us looking out at the crowd. The crowd screams, going crazy. I smile more, looking at her. "Would you want another song?" I ask. They scream louder, and I look at Selena. "This is Hands To Myself." Selena announces and we begin.

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I go through Twitter on the bus, letting out a yawn. "Tired?" Aaron asks. "A little." I nod. I refresh my Twitter timeline, seeing a few new tweets. I recognize one as the little girl I had visited in the hospital a few weeks ago Twitter, reading it. I sit up, frowning. "What?" Aaron asks, looking over at me. "That little girl I met for make a wish, her mom tweeted that Alison is struggling right now and the doctors think she has a few days left." I say, tears welling up in my eyes.

I get an idea and call Peter, hearing the phone ring. "How late is it there?" "Late, do you have the number of the make a wish girl I had met?" "I have her moms number, yes." He says. "Can I have it?" "Sure, I'll text it to you." "Thank you." I receive his text and I call the mom, hearing her answer. "Hello?" "Hi, this is Dylan Ryan, your daughter had asked to meet me a few months ago for Make-A-Wish and I follow you on Twitter to keep updated on her."

"Hello Dylan, so I'm assuming you saw my latest tweet?" "I did, and I would come down and see Alison again but I'm in Europe so I was wondering if I could FaceTime her for a little bit each day? Sing her a few songs?" "She would love that, I would love that, she's been struggling so much and this would be so good for her." I smile softly. "Do the doctors know how many days she has?" "Maybe three or four, at most." I take a deep breath, calming down. "I'm so sorry. She's an amazing kid and she deserves better than this." "Yeah, I'm just glad she got to meet you before she got too bad, she talked about you for weeks after that." "Aw, I'm glad I got to meet her too, so for tomorrow, what would be a good time to FaceTime?" "Probably five, it's right before dinner." "Alright, I'll plan on calling then." "Thank you, Dylan."

-

I finish Alone With Me, Alison smiling. "I'll talk to you tomorrow?" She nods, tears in her eyes. I give her a smile before hanging up. I grab my notebook, beginning a new song for her.

Zach wakes me the next morning, the pencil dangling from my hand and my notebook on my stomach. My face felt puffy from tears, Zach giving me a smile. "They think today is her last day, so I'm gonna sing her this song." I say with a shaky voice. "What's it called?" "Live Like There's No Tomorrow." "Sounds good, I can't wait to hear it." He smiles.

The day goes by fast, rehearsals were a mess because I was worried about Alison and I don't even want to discuss the show. I didn't even know how to apologize to the fans for how bad it was. I ran from the stage after the lights went down, going to my dressing room and face timing Alison's mom.