My Darling ♥

chapter 69

~ ~ ~ NEXT MORNING ~ ~ ~

i wake up with a banging headache. 

but i don't tell the nuses, becasue i want to get the hell out of this place.

even though some pretty good things happened in here, such as:

niall saying he loves me. twice.

me seeing my uncle again.

Emily texted me and told me in prefect detail about what ended up happening at the date Zayn set up for her. ... if you would consider that good.? when Zayn came to see how i was doing the next day, i couldn't seem to look him in the eyes. it's just weird to think that that one of my boyfriend's bestfriends is hooking up with my bestfriend. 

i made friends with a couple of the nice nurses that gave me food every day and came in randomly to see if i was okay or if i needed anything. i learned most of my nurses names, and i think they learned my name too. the really nice one is Margret, she is one of the prettiest girls i have ever seen. she is around nineteen and i could tell she had a little thing for Niall, but she respected that we are together. and i really love that about her. i can't say the same about some of the other young nurses. some of the nurses that came into my room to 'check up on me' just came to stare at Niall and flirt with him. most of the nurses weren't even assigned to me. but the funny thing was, every time one of those nurses came in Niall would always smile at me and ignore the horny bitch. sometimes if the girl wouldn't give up or take a clue, he would actually crawl in the bed with me. i found it the most adorable thing ever. and one of the stupidest nurses i have ever witnessed before, still wouldn't give up even after he crawled in the tiny bed with me. he completely ignored her and actually kissed me full on the lips a few times. i was loving every second of it. especially the part where she scoffed and stormed out of the room. 

i also made friends with a little girl that had to share a room with me. they had no more rooms available and i told them i was more than happy to share a room. there was way too much room for just me and i wanted someone other than Niall and (occasionally) Margret.  don't get me wrong, i love talking to them.. but it's kind of boring talking to the same people for days. no one new. me and the little girl started talking and she's really sweet. her name was Lily and she had a brain tumor the size of a walnut. despite her tragic circumstances, she looked really healthy. nothing was wrong with her, physically. she looked perfectly normal, lucky girl. she is one of the strongest and most beautiful girls ever. her entire head is shaved, but that doesn't take an inch of her beauty away. she was a very curious child, always asking me random questions. not only about myself and my life, but life in general. she was grateful of everything. even the things she doesn't have. she is a true inspiration. she is not greedy or selfish in any type or way. she is the sweetest thing ever. i only had the chance to talk to her for two days, but i loved her from the second she opned her mouth. Niall has been giving me shit about the first day i met him and telling him i almost killed myself. he's been trying to convince me that it was horrible and wrong, but it didn't affect me. it was just like what everyone else said to me. but when this little girl told me not to do it, that it was a horrible, crude, sinful, tragic, sad thing. i believed her. she said very little about it, but just by the way she talked about it it convinced me to be grateful for me life and that i should never ever attempt something like killing myself again. i love that little girl, and i don't even know most things about her. i told her almost everything about me, but she never told me anything about herself other than her name. i found it strange, but i didn't want to upset her by asking why she wouldn't tell me anything else. 

i'm sad to be leaving all the memories over the last week, but i'm glad to be getting away from all the sad, sick, dying people. including Lily. i'm sad to not be able to see or talk to her every day anymore, but i really do not want to witness her death. i will deffinitly come visit her though, i promised her i would.