At First Glance ~ Kingsland Road Fanfiction. [NO LONGER GOING TO BE UPDATED]

Chapter Nine ~ Corridor Confessions.

A/N: This may be triggering to some people who have been affected by cancer so yeah, :).

Chloe's P.O.V

My world came crashing down with that simple eight word sentence. I knew Tyler was ill, he had the final stages of lung cancer

My world came crashing down with that simple eight word sentence my mother had just said. Me and Tyler were close, insanely close. Even though we were only cousins we acted like brother and sister or even best friends. Tyler was extremely ill and I knew that and couldn't prevent it; he had stage four of lung cancer.

I didn't say any thing but I sensed my facial expressions explained more than words could actually say. Dan stepped forward and enveloped me into his warm embrace as I let the silent tears cascade down my cheeks.

"I've spoke to the producers and they've allowed you to go and stay with him tonight if you wish." My father informed me and I just simply nodded.

"Can we go now then?" I asked as both my parents nodded.

Following my parents out of the room, I pause and turn to face Connor before stretching my hand out towards him which in an instant he intertwined with his own and together we followed my parents out to the car wating outside the studio.

In under ten minutes we arrived at the hospital and speeding through the never ending corridors to Tyler's room. Tyler lay on the bed hooked up to a myriad of machines, some providing oxygen and some counting and recording his heart beat and pulse. The sickly smell of disinfectant was heavy in the air as I glanced around the cramped hospital room. The room was decorated in colours designed to be restful but in reality they came off as akin to a decorators choice for a funeral directors while the institutional tiled flooring was cold against my bear feet (I took off my heels as they were crippling my feet). Taking Tyler's cold, pale hand in mine, I look out of the window installed in the wall opposite me which was displaying a beautiful (not) view of neighbouring roofs.

Tyler's hand clasping around mine brought me out of my trance focused out of the window. Transferring my attention from the view of neighbouring roofs and the helipad I could see in the distance to Tyler I watched as a small, weak smile paint his lips.

"This is it isn't it? This is going to be where my final breaths are took, my final view of the Earth. I always imagining passing on somewhere different than a hospital, I've never really been interested in the over used scenario of dying in a hospital. Everyone dies here, why could I be like on a mountain or in a field or even on a rooftop watching the stars above." Tyler whispered as I chuckled.

Typical Tyler, I thought.

"You can be anywhere you want to be if you imagine." I reply as Tyler takes this as his cue to laugh.

"Now you sound like some person trying to be inspirational on some crappy TV show."

I shrug as the smile fades from my lips, "You don't have to leave. Please, don't."

"Oh, but I do, Chloe. Everyone has their dying date or expiration date pre planned even before they are born and sadly today is mine, I know it is."

"You're saying all this like you want to go."

"I'm saying this in a way a person who is stick of suffering and being fed bullshit by every single doctor and nurse in this universe." The beeps sounding from the heart monitor started to slow down. "Chloe, I don't want to leave and if I controlled when I passed on, now wouldn't be it. I just want you to know I love you and that I'll be watching you when I'm in the afterlife or whatever waits for me next." The beeps slowed down once more. "Win the x Factor and make me even more proud of being your cousin, I'll miss you."

And with that Tyler's eye lids gradually closed and one never ending beep sounded from the heart monitor. Tears started to once again roll down my flushed cheeks as I sat motionless, staring at Tyler's peacefully resting body. Without a word, I stood up and left the room.

Silently, I sat in the corridor with my arms wrapped tightly around myself in a hug in an attempt to comfort myself. People stared as they walked past but I didn't care, I didn't care about much right this moment to be honest. My body gently rocked back and forth, my cheeks stained with the endless stream of tears from my glossy and puffy eyes, enduring the emotional pain that continued to engulf me.

Footsteps neared as I sat in the corridor until another body joined me on the floor. Lifting my head up and turning it to where the person sat next to me, I smiled for the first time since I heard the news about Tyler. It was Connor.

"I'm sorry." was all he said.

"You know I don't get why everyone says that when something like this happens, why have they got to say sorry? It's life and unfortunately death decided to take Tyler tonight."

"Sorr- Sor- Oh God damn!"

I chuckled at Connor before my tears over come me once again.

"I'm so stupid for crying." I mumbled, briskly wiping my tears away on my bare arm which because of the coldness has gained thousands of tiny goosebumps on that I've only just noticed. Connor must of too because in the next moment, his jacket was around my shoulders and I was pulled closer into his warmth.

"I'm so stupid for falling for a girl who doesn't even like me back." He mumbled as well although for some reason I don't think I was meant to hear it.

"How does she know she doesn't like you back?" I question, looking up at Connor who just simply shrugged.

"I just know, I'm not the type of boy girls would like."

"Yes you are."

"Which girls then?"

I don't know why I said the next thing I did maybe it was because I wasn't fully aware of what I was saying or thinking or maybe because I was just in the frame of mind where I don't give a fuck about what I say and when.

"Me."