Bad Luck · a MGC fanfic

Chapter 12

~unedited~

I'm back in the room I almost had a panic attack in about four weeks ago. The room they do my bone marrow tests in. For a guy that's afraid of needles, you'd think I went through hell the past few weeks. And I did go through hell, but not because of the needles. I've actually grown accustomed to them. It's one of the very few good things that getting leukaemia has done for me. Look at me, I'm trying to be positive. They're about to stick a couple of needles into me, again. So I'm laying here with my knees pulled up to my chest, also again. I know the routine by now. Anaesthetic, needle in my hip, needle in my back, done. I'm not having any time of sedative now. I'm already tired, I don't want to feel even more tired.

"I'm gonna give you the anaesthetic now Michael", doctor Joseph tells me. After that I feel the now almost familiar pinch and sting. Doctor Joseph continue the procedure and I feel some uncomfortable pressure in my hip area and after that on my back, I don't like these tests but I don't exactly mind them anymore either. This time, I can tell myself that I'm allowed to go home after this. I stopped receiving chemo three days ago. I've had three days to regain a bit of my strength and I'm totally ready to go home now. I know I'll have to go back here, but right now, all I wanna do is get outta here and live a little. There are a couple of things I'm not allowed to do. Things that take a lot of energy, like playing sports. Not that I was planning on that.

"Okay, we're all done Michael. You can get changed and go home", doctor Joseph says. He walks around me so he's in front of me. "I hope you'll enjoy your time at home and I'll see you back in a couple of weeks. Be careful." Then he walks out. I slowly get up and walk back to my room, where my parents are waiting for me. I shoo them out and get changed into black skinny jeans, a nirvana t-shirt and put my black converse on. Lastly, I put my beanie on. I grab my hospital bag, walk out and smile at my parents. They both smile back at me. We all know the fight isn't over yet, but we're also all happy that I can go home. Even if it's just for a short amount of time.

"Let's go Mike", my dad says. He lays a hand on my back and we start walking. My mom tries to snatch my bag from me but I hold it close against me.

"I can carry a bag mom. I'm ill, not disabled", I tell her a bit agitated.

"Sorry... I was just trying to help", she answer. Logically, I know that. But I don't want people to think I can't do anything just because I'm sick. I'm perfectly capable of carrying a bag.
We get in the car. Me in the back seat, my parents in the front and  we head home. Home. I've missed home. I really don't care that I'm in the car right now though. As long as it's not the hospital, I think I'm pretty good. I look around in the car, but also out of the window. And I catch my parents looking at me every now and then through the mirror. But I try to ignore it. I feel a wave of relief wash over me when we drive into my neighbourhood, almost like I didn't believe they were actually letting me go home, like I thought I had to go back there. My dad parks the car and I carefully get out and just stand there for a couple of seconds again. I never thought I could be this happy just because I'm standing in front of my house. But I am. I swing my back around my shoulder and we walk up to the house. My dad unlocks the door and opens it. I walk in and put my bag down. Then I make my way to the living room and almost go into cardiac arrest.

"Michael!", Ashton exclaims as he quickly gets up and hugs me tight.

"You're here", I say completely stunned as I hug back.

"Well that's kind of stating the obvious, isn't it? I don't think you're delusional", Luke says while he walks up to me and hugs me too. "I've missed you mate."

"I've missed you too Luke. You have no idea", I tell him and I hug back. We let go and Calum approaches me.

"And last but not least, Calum Hood ladies and gentlemen", he says which makes me chuckle. Then he hugs me too. "It's good to have you back mate."

"Awhh, is Cally being sentimental?", I tease.

"Shut up Mike, you're ruining the moment", he chuckles. We all laugh and I pull back from the hug and look at my parents who are smiling. So that's why they were glancing at me through the mirror. Makes sense now. I thought they thought I was just gonna disappear or something.

"We'll leave you alone for a bit. We're upstairs if you need anything", my mom tells and and then she and my dad go upstairs. I sit down with the guys.

"So, you and Addilyn huh?", Luke asks.

I feel some colour creeping up my awfully pale cheeks at that.

"Maybe a little", I say with a smile on my face.

"Is she a good kisser?", Calum asks.

"I'm not complaining", I chuckle.

"She's really pretty", Ashton adds. I smile at that.

"Yeah, she's absolutely gorgeous", I reply. Because in my eyes she is. She's one of the most beautiful human beings I've had the pleasure of meeting in my life.

"You're so whipped, but I'm happy for you. It's kinda wrong though, fooling around with your nurse", Calum says.

"We're not fooling around! We're just kissing and cuddling every now and then. There's a difference." They all start laughing and it becomes clear that they don't think there's much of a difference. Maybe that's because there isn't. But I don't think it's wrong what Add and I do. Is it?

"Anyway", Ashton begins, "we've got tickets for a Good Charlotte concert next week. We don't know if you're allowed to go but it would be awesome if we could go with the four of us. If you can't go, we won't go either though. If we go, we go with the four of us."

"Oh... Jeez guys, I would love to but I don't know. I suppose I could call doctor Joseph and ask him. But he may tell me that I can't go because I'm too weak and it'll cost too much energy. I'm sorry... But you can go without me!", I tell them. I feel bad, I know they won't go without me. And I'm pretty sure I won't get permission to go. But boy, I, going to try.

"We won't", Calum says. "It would be awesome if you could come, but if not, we'll go another time."

"Time to call the doctor", I say as I fish my phone out of my pocket.

Hmm, what do you think? Will he be allowed to go? Have a nice day and/or night lovelies! Big loves xx