I got another really good prompt from 00Q007Narry!
Prompt;
it is Christmas & orphan Niall has a little orphan sister Kiera who is ill from (you can chose) and hasn't go long to live because Niall has no money for the treatment she needs so instead to make her happy Niall send a letter for Christmas to One Direction (who is his sister favourite band) pleading them to come and visit her cheer her happy. They do come and on her birthday (On Christmas) too. What happens when One Direction meets the Horan siblings? Will Kiera get her treatment and survive or not?
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Niall frowned down at his 9 year old little sister Kiera.
His poor sister had lung disease called Acute respiratory distress syndrome (ARDS) and it was sadly one of the worst you could get.
It was rare for her to get it, but she did from second hand smoking. Niall and her had lived in a home, a terrible one at that, and both their parents smoked. Their mother smoked when she was pregnant with her, and smoked until Kiera was four until their mother died of well, Lung Cancer but it was more of a instant kill and impossible to treat.
And right after their mother died Kiera got diagnosed with ARSD. It first was just wheezing and dry coughing, but then it turned into blood splattered coughs, and lose of air that she would turn purple.
And after that, well, money was the problem for their father. He couldn't pay for Kiera's sickness (he could but he didn't want to waist it on a cure for his daughter he'd rather by packs of cigarettes and his new addict, beer.) So, Niall had no choice but to walk out on their father, well more like their dad kicked them out, crossing the line when he told the doctors to just pull the plug.
After that, Niall was taking care of his sister. Buying the air tank and mask for her, the medicine and tests for her. The hospital stay, the food.
Until he was broke.
Niall couldn't get a job, he had to stay with his sister every day to make sure she wasn't dying or choking.
Kiera was feeling better, but living on the streets wasn't going to help.
-x-
After a month of begging the hospital to call support they finally did, Kiera was now sitting up, speaking, and wasn't in too much pain. When she first got it she was in so much pain she couldn't even speak, walk, move. The doctors had finally called child supper, the people having giving Niall a governmental townhouse in the worst part of London-of course- and gave him 200 euro's every three months. That might sound a lot, but all they had in that trash house that smelt like weed and alcohol was a mattress in Niall's small bedroom, it filled the room pretty much, a blue blanket and some clothes Niall got from when he first ran out was all he had in there. Kiera's room was a small bit different, Niall spoiling her rotten with pink painted walls, a pink lamp on the dirty, unwashed carpet beside her single bed mattress, the mattress covered with pink sheets and a One Direction blanket and pillow. Oh yeah, he didn't mention that his sisters all time favorite band is One Direction. If they went to the dry cleaners, she would sit and flip through the magazines-only the ones with One Direction on it-and giggle to herself while reading a paragraph on them. Her air tank-that had to be filled twice a day- stood beside her, leaning against the chair, the small sounds of her raspy intakes and out takes of breath and the sound of the air tanking making that dart vader sound (her words not his.)
She would always say things like "when we get rich and when I have my lungs back can we go see and meet One Direction?" She would ask and Niall would just chuckle and nod, having to pinky-promise her every time.
So, that's brings us back to present time. Niall sitting on one of the ugly, garage sale chairs and reading through his sisters Christmas letter for "Santa" that Kiera had given him. He was frowning because she was serious about this, she really wanted this? Her sky blue eyes barred into his as she pleaded for him to sign and send the letter to the band. It read.
Dear Santa,
Pleeease do this for me, my favorite band in called One Direction and no, I'm not going to ask for you to pack them in a stocking for me, that would be silly. But I want you to give me tickets to their concert, of maybe them coming here and at least giving me a hug and sign my magazine.
Please Santa Claus, this is the only thing a want for Christmas.
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"I'll send it to Santa and see what he can do, okay princess?" He said and Kiera cheered but made her go into a serious coughing fit. Having to put her mask back on and breath in deeply.
Niall smiled sadly and patted her back, she only gave him a watery eyed glance and now was too weak to speak or walk.
Niall knew the drill and walked her to her room, set her in bed, set the oxygen mask on her face and then walked out and turned off the lights.
He walked down the steps and into the living room, grabbing the letter from the chair and then put on his jacket, boots, hats and mitts. Niall walked out the front door, walking down the small and thin street until coming to a mailbox, writing down fanmail, One Direction and then setting it inside the steal box filled with letters, notes and gifts for people.
-x-x-
Christmas was two days away. Right now Niall was sitting in his room, wrapping the very small amount of presents he was giving to Kiera. He hated to give such little to a girl who needs more than anything but he couldn't do anything, he couldn't get a job for the reasons he had already explained and have never changed, he couldn't go begging for money on the streets. He was too chicken to first of all, and he didn't want to act so poor when he really had more than most.
He finished wrapping the last one and hid them all in the small closet in his room, that really was empty with only his backpack with clothes in it.
"Ni!?" He heard from downstairs, and soon after that a small coughing fit. Niall sighed and got up, opening the door to his room and striding across the hallway towards Kiera's room.
He opened the door to see Kiera laying in her bed, her skeletal body so small and frail on that single bed, she was way to skinny now, but the doctors told her that she was going to lose a lot of weight, and maybe even some strength to go to school.
She gave him a weak smile and blinked up at him, her eyelids dropping, flickering from her blue orbs.
"How old am I gonna be?" She asked and Niall smiled and sat down on the cold carpeted floor beside her mattress. The questions that little kids would ask that are random and really were out of nowhere.
"The big 10." He said and she smiled weakly at him. "Is it really a big birthday?" She asked and Niall immediately nodded.
"Of course, your turning into a beautiful young lady!" He said and leaned over to peck her small button nose.
-x-
The four boys of One Direction lounged around their tour bus, Louis and Liam playing FIFA as Zayn while listening to music and Harry relaxing in his bunk. They were all in a secret relationship, having to hide their feelings for two years but right now. They were ready to go home, tired and warn out from their Take Me Home tour.
Their manager, Paul, walked in with a large bag.
"Got some fanmail for you to sign boys." He said and Harry groaned, getting up and slumping towards the large bag, opening it and then reading some of the fans meaningful letters. Liam paused the game-much to Louis' despise- and walked over, sitting at the small lounge at the front of the bus and ripping opened envelopes.
Louis sighed, turning off the console and nudging Zayn and motioning him over to the fan mail where Liam and Harry were already.
They didn't do this a lot, but when they did it was a lot of hours. Signing, reading, signing and reading. That's all they did, most of the stuff weird and kind of creepy, or some were emotional and nice to hear.
But as Louis started to read a particular strange note he stopped and starred at one. A letter that was about to fall off the table, he grabbed it and looked it over, seeing the One Direction on the front of it.
He unfolded the letter and started to read.
Dear Santa,
Pleeease do this for me, my favorite band in called One Direction and no, I'm not going to ask for you to pack them in a stocking for me, that would be silly. But I want you to give me tickets to their concert, of maybe them coming here and at least giving me a hug and sign my magazine.
Please Santa Claus, this is the only thing a want for Christmas.
Louis was about to shrug it off, cooing at the messy writing and the miss-spelled words but stopped at the rather neat writing on the back.
Please, my sister has lung cancer. She's dying and her only wish is to meet you boys.
Merry Christmas,
Louis seemed to wipe away a tear at that. This poor girl was only having one wish, and that wish was to meet them. Out of all people.
"Boys." Louis said, looking around the table at his mates.
They all looked up from their fan mail and looked at him in confusion as they stared down at the letter he was shaking in his hands.
"Do you ever just feel like you want to do something nice, just because its Christmas?" He asked and they seemed more confused, glancing at each other and then back at their band mate.
-x-x-x-
Niall walked down the narrow streets of London, he always walked in the morning to the mailbox when he needed to. He never walked at night because of the pubs being opened and the prostitutes, druggies, and drunks come out.
He got to the mailbox and put the key in the slot, turning it, and then pulling opened the small door.
He dug his hand in, searching blindly for his mail. Nothing but a small piece of paper.
He cocked a brow and pulled the paper out. Furrowing his eyebrows at the paper that read in big letters "From One Direction." On the front. Niall smiled wildly and kept the letter close to his chest as he ran back to the townhouses.
-x-
Horan Family,
We, One Direction would first like to say Merry Christmas!
But we would like to do that in person. Mind if we stop by on Christmas?
Love; One Direction
Niall had tears in his eyes as he read the letter over and over again.
Kiera was oblivious to the amazing surprise. But she was soon gonna to find out tomorrow.
-x-
Niall smiled as he saw Kiera open her last present. She was so happy that she got some One Direction stuff, also a new princess dress and crown.
He couldn't wait to see the look on her face when she saw them.
Suddenly, a knock at the door rung through the quit and drafty household. Niall almost squealed in excitement as he got to his feet, telling Kiera to stay were she was so he could get the door.
He quickly opened the door, seeing four men standing in front of him and oh, they were gorgeous in person.
Niall blushed as he let them into his house.
-x-
They all stared at the beautiful boy in front of them.
He had blonde locks, and piercing blue eyes that shone in the winter light.
He let them in and shushed them as he walked into the kitchen. Coming back with a cupcake that read "Happy Birthday Princess" on it.
"It's her birthday today." He whispered and them motioned them to follow him as he slowly walked to the living room.
The boy was suddenly singing happy birthday, his angelic voice ringing through their ears and soon they were harmonizing with him as they walked into the living room. The little girl gaping at them.
They all were shocked at the poor sight.
She had a breathing mask on top of a air tank on wheels. Her skeletal body and frail frame shook the boys in sadness. This poor, poor child.
-x-
That night, Kiera had the time of her life. She had to use the breathing mask more often, her excitement taking over her.
But she was happier then Niall had ever seen her before.
Niall even bonded or more like flirted with the four men.
Lets just say, they both got their wish when Niall got all four of the boys numbers.
-x-
This was the fourth date with the four boys since Kiera's birthday, A.K.A Christmas.
Niall was getting ready in his room, Kiera laying in bed sleeping. She seemed more weak and was coughing and had to use the breathing mask more often. Niall had called the doctors but they said she was just excited.
He walked down the hallway, about to open the door when he heard choking coming from the other side.
Niall didn't hesitate to burst in and look around with frantic eyes, falling on a purple faced Kiera holding her throat. The air tank knocked over. Kiera's deep blue eyes looking up at him with such scarce and worry.
"Kiera!" Niall screamed.
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Niall kissed her cold, pale forehead. His tears splatting onto her lifeless body.
He straightened himself out and walked towards the podium.
"My sister, Kiera Horan was my life, the reason I woke up every morning with a smile on my face, the reason I believed in our future, that it would only be filled with happy thoughts and memorable memories. But that was all taken away from me, her beautiful blue eyes that were always compared to mine, have closed. I have to realize I'll never see them again. If I didn't have my boyfriend's by my side, god, I'm pretty sure I wouldn't be hear right now. The disease went to fast, every part of her was filled with it. Nothing with could do, nothing I could do to protect her from the pain and suffering she secretly had. But, when she died she had fulfilled her dream, to meet her idols. And now, if she was hear should would be fangirling about how her brother is dating all four of them. With many years of preying for her life, she has now passed. I love you my princess, be good up their and I hope your smiling down at me every second of every day, alright? Pinky-promise?" Niall said as he looked up at the sky, smiling and then looking at the front row, Liam, Louis, Zayn and Harry all sitting with tears flowing down their cheeks as they sadly smiled at their boyfriend.
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A.N:
Thank you for the prompt 00Q007Narry!
I actually enjoyed writing this one.
Hope you all liked it.
Send me prompts whenever.
Read my stories if you haven't already.
~ Direction_Minx ~
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