The Bucket List

Chapter 42

AUTHORS NOTE:

WHEN I SAID THIS BOOK IS ENDING SOON, I MEANT REAL SOON. LIKE MAYBE A COUPLE MORE CHAPTERS.

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Media's POV:

I was heart broken. It was too good to be true someone like him would never fall for me. A broken, sick girl. He told me he loved me after he confessed, but I am not sure it is true. I have fallen madly in love with him. I should've stayed to talk about it with him, but I shouldn't forgive him easily, even though I wanted to forgive him. I shouldn't of fallen for him. I brought all this pain into both of our lives. It's my fault. I sat down in the living room couch and opened Carter's computer and looked for some flight's to London. I am kind of bummed that Harry didn't come after me. But, he did say "See you later." Does that mean we will meet again? I hope so. I wonder if the guys and girls knew...I would have to ask them when they get home which should be soon.

I continued looking for flights and found one that leaves tomorrow at 3 in the afternoon. I bought the ticket and printed it out. I settled down on the couch. I heard the door open and thought it was Harry and a smile appeared on my face but disappeared once I realised it was the guys and girls. 

"Hey Media!" Everyone yelled, but stopped once they saw my bag packed and my tear stained face. I heard Louis mutter a shit.

"Did you guys know?" I whispered. I got no answer.

"Did you guys know?!" I raised my voice. 

"Me and the guys did, but the girls didn't. We were against it....." Zayn said. I held my hand up stopping him. 

"I get it, no need for apologizies I had many in my life I don't need anymore."

"Awww Media come here." Carter said as she came to me and hugged me. The other girls did the same. 

"How about us girls go and bring some curly fries and an Oreo shake since you love that stuff" Perrie said. I nodded and smiled. They hugged me and left. The guys went into the their rooms, except Liam. 

"Hey Liam, nice day it is right?" I joked, but frowned. He just stared at me. 

"Media, talk to me." He sat next to me. I nodded. "Tell me how you are feeling, you will feel better."

"Well, before Harry told me about me being charity and stuff I told him I couldn't live without him and how much he means to me, which still is true even if we are broken up. I love him. It consumes me. He's the greatest thing that has happened to me in all my 18 years of living. He helps me see the brighter side of things. He helps me out of the darkness. Because for once in my life someone, a guy, someone way out of my league looked passed my sickness and saw me for me. But, I was wrong. He saw me as a charity case that would give him good publicity." 

"You know Media. I am not going to say this to start an argument, but Harry does love you. He may not of in the beginning, but he fell for you hard. He delayed the tour to be with you. He LOVES you."

"Maybe..."

"No not a maybe...He loves you Media. He made a mistake a huge one not going to lie, but all he wants is to be with you."

"I know he wants to be with me. I want to be with him."

"Then why don't you go back with him?"

"I am dying Liam. I am terminal. Either way I am dying. With him I am dying, without him I am dying. I don't know if I could forgive Harry. I feel dead."

"Just think about it Media."

*2 am*

I been laying on this couch thinking. Thinking about everything. I yawned damn i needed sleep. I wish I was in Harry's bed, with him. I sighed and snuggled closer to the blanket. I sat up and walked over to the kitchen to see Harry. His back was towards me. He had sweats on with a t-shirt and a beanie. I walked past him to get water. I turned around to see him looking at me. Only it wasn't my Harry anymore. His eyes were red from crying I guess. He had dark bags under is eyes. I saw a bunch of acne on his face. His nose was runny. All of this and he still looked beautiful. I stopped staring and looked away. 

"Harry?"

"Y-yes Media?"

"I forgive you."

I heard him sigh in relief. He felt him smile. I did forgive him, it was an old mistake. I don't want to be without him.

"Thank you." I smiled. 

"I love you Media." 

"And I you."

I hugged him. And for once I felt complete.

"I miss you."

"Harry its only been a couple hours."

"But, those hours you weren't mine. I thought I lost you. I don't want to lose you."

"You'll never lose me. Never."

*2 days later*

It's been two days. I am still throwing up and I been having large headaches. We all decided to head back to London, I am guessing we all had enough of this place. Honestly I have. The past two days Harry has been nonstop telling me that he loves me and it never fails to make me smile. We boarded the airplane and took off. 

Once we landed we drove back to my house. I honestly missed it alot. I stepped inside and I got that smell of vanilla and sweet tea. I smiled. 

"Media?"

"Yes Harry?"

"Get ready we are having dinner and its a very important one."

"Ummm but we just got back."

"Yeah I know."

"OH okay then."

"So I got to go...unpack my stuff at my house, will you be fine alone or do you want me to call the girls?"

"I think I could manage."

He nods, kisses me on the forehead and leaves. I walk to my room and find the everything still in its original place. I start unpacking when my head starts hurting again.  But, this time I feel lightheaded. I started walking back and forth not sure where I am now. I fall and I am slowly blacking out. The last thing I hear is someone's footsteps getting louder and my name getting shouted, then it turns black.