living in one directions world

Hospital trip

When I woke up from my nap I felt refershed and thirsty. Really thirsty. I looked up to see all 5 boys. oh boy.

(A/N) I figured it would be easy to read if the spoken words is in italiacs. also if you have any comments or suggestions,inbox me inbox. inbox.inbox.

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back to the story.

h-hi niall?

hi? that is literally all you can say?

is hi?  you have been unconscious for the past week and all you can say is hi? god, I need a drink.

um, hello? I said in hopes he doesn't explode and lecture me

Liam walked in a minute later.

hey baby girl, how you feeling?

i-im f-fine, li-li-liam. I lied in hopes he would believe me. he didn't. he knew that niall yelling at me would be like dying, coming back to life, and dying an even more painful death.

well,um when am I getting out of here?

that's the thing babes, you um, kinda, well you know have um, uhhh, Louis you wanna take it away?

if looks could kill, zayn would be in a melted puddle of nothing but hair gel and aftershave.

suuuure. I'd love to. *smack*

I could tell Louis hit zayn in the back of the head because zayn started screaming about a wrinkle in his perfectly gelled hair.

umm well, you see love, umm you kinda *nervous ha ha laugh*

have umm *cough cancer cough*

he coughed into it like when somebody coughs loser in math class.

I could still he said I have cancer.

I froze, I couldn't feel my body against the rough blanket, or my skin against the hospital gown.

I couldn't breath. I felt dead. like I was a spirit out of their bodies.

I thought I was done with cancer. I thought the tumor was gone. apperenly it wasn't.

there isn't something I never told someone. or anybody, for that matter. I had cancer when I was 5.

does niall know about it?  I asked Liam,zayn,and Louis.

they nodded their heads slowly, avoiding my eyes, knowing they'd break if they saws me crying.

niall walked over to me, and just held me close, crying himself. he knew in order to do the surgery, he would have to cancel the upcoming tour. find somebody with my type of blood, and be there emotionally so I could get through this.

I let the last few tears slip, before I realized it's time to let go of my good angel image, and live alittle.