Amnesia - A Luke Hemmings au [Completed]

16. All the small things

Heeeeello
(Shawn is playing sold out MSG in a few hours I'm so proud omg
Also I really really want to go to illuminate world tour, I pray to get the tickets)
So new day, new chapter
Make sure that you read the last one first :)
Enjoy xx

Luke's POV

I walked into April's room, not bothering to knock anymore.

As soon as I crossed the doorstep, I was greeted by loud music. I immediately recognized the band, aka my all time favorite, blink-182. I smiled and closed the door behind me, joining April on her bed. "It's a miracle nobody has come yet to kill you and turn the music down." I paused, a thought crossing my mind, "Cancer perks, I guess."

She nodded, "Perks of dying."

It was baffling how easily she talked about death. This girl never ceased to surprise me.

I smirked, "So you like blink?"

Her eyes lit up at the mention of the band's name, "I do. I take it you too?"

I nodded, "I love them."

The next few hours were spent talking about bands, listening to blink-182 and performing world class singing. It was a good day.

***

That night, I lied awake staring at the ceiling for a long time, thinking about what my dad had told me. What could I do to make April's time feel special?

Suddenly, a thought crossed my mind.

I blindly felt around on the floor next to my bed, finding my computer in the dark of my room. I opened the lid and was momentarily blinded by the light emitted by the screen. When my eyes had accommodated to the light, I typed in my password, the title of my favorite blink song. My fingers grazed hastily over the keys, and 10 minutes later, I had found what I was looking for. I hesitated briefly but the decision was rapidly taken.

I had seen a while ago that blink-182 were coming to our town. The concert was in 3 days, in the biggest venue of the city. I always wanted to go, but I didn't really have anyone to go with, until April.

Although the first step was over, i knew the most difficult part was yet to come.

***

"I don't think you understand in what condition she is." Doc Denver argued through gritted teeth.

"I think I understand exactly in what condition she is, and that is precisely why I am here." I countered. "You know that she doesn't have much time left, I can see it in your eyes." He looked away guiltily.

"Leaving the hospital would be reducing the time she has left."

"Letting her go would be making the time she has left worth."

We starred at each other until he sighed, defeated, "I guess so. We'll leave the decision to her and her parents."

I nodded. "Thanks, doc. I know it'll be worth it."

***

While I was sitting next to April that night, I couldn't help but wonder wether I had taken the right decision, as the docs words played over and over in my head "Leaving the hospital would be reducing the time she has left." Reducing the time she has left.

Her eyes had lit up when I had told her the news and a rare smile had appeared on her angelic face. She was happy, she told me. As happy as she hadn't been for a while. But still, it felt wrong. Like I was taking something special from her, something I would never be able to giver back to her. Her time.

Was it selfish of me?

"Hey, Luke" April was looking at me, a worried look in her eye. "I called you like 3 times. What are you thinking about?"

I shook my head. "Nothing."

"No, tell me," she encouraged in a soft voice.

I watched her for a while before answering. "I just... I don't know. I don't know if this is right. I feel like it's wrong of me to put you in more danger."

She shook her head slowly, "Trust me, Luke. You are doing the right thing. This is what I want, right? Even though nobody will talk to me clearly, I can feel it. I can see it in the doctor's eyes when he tells me not to give up, I can see it in the nurses's faces, I can feel my body getting weaker and weaker. I am going to die, Luke."

I had to swallow the lump in my throat and hold back the tears, "You are so, so brave."

She smiled, "Thanks."

April's POV

I don't even know where this came from. I guess somewhere in the back of my mind, I knew it. I just hadn't admitted it to myself, nor spoken it aloud. The voice in m head, the one which was there from the beginning, was right. You are going to die, April.

With this statement came a weird feeling of peace. Whatever was going to happen, I had accepted it. I was going to make the best out of every second I had. Live in the present, who cares about what happens tomorrow?