Carter's Pov
For the second time in a half an hour, the someone knocks on my door making my attention to my phone fade away. This has to be them. This has to be the members of One Direction.
"Come in!" I say loudly, still not wanting to get out of the warmth my bed is giving me.
When the door opens it reveals five huge smiles. Five pop stars.
"Hi, lovely. What's your name?" The Liam Payne asks me.
"Hi," I smile at each of the boys, "my name is Carter."
"Nice. So how old are you, Carter?" A thick Irish accent from Niall questions.
"I am 17. 18 in a month." I answer him.
"Very nice." Louis smiles.
"Yeah, I guess." I say again.
"How are you, love?" Harry wonders.
"Well, I have been better." I reply honestly.
"How so?" The curly headed boy asks me.
"Hmm... well my best friend just died from the same cancer that I have. So yeah, life's been nicer before."
"I'm sorry." 3/5 of the boys say in unison.
"Don't be sorry. You haven't done anything wrong. Everyone dies in life, but she just left us too soon. Now lets talk about good things." If I talk about this any longer I know I will break down in front of these five boys and I don't feel like embarrassing myself right now.
"Alright. So how long were you here for?" Zayn asks me.
"I would say about four years. Yes, it seems like a long time, but being here will make me better."
"Very well." Louis says.
We continue to talk for about ten more minutes until they tell me they have to go and visit the other cancer patients.
"Sorry, but before you leave can you.. umm.. can you guys please take a picture with me?" Wow. Great job being awkward Carter.
"Of course." They answer.
They each come over next to me on my bed and pose for the camera. Then, I take a separate picture with myself and each of the boys.
"It was very nice talking to you, Carter. We will come and visit again." Harry smiles at me.
"Thanks. It means a lot to me." Then all of the boys leave my lovely room.
That was fun. Actually, it was really fun. They're super nice and they have a sense humor just like I do. Or did anyway.
I unlock my phone and click on my photos. The photos were the best. My favorite one was the one of Harry and I because we were both sticking our pink tongues out. Since I like that one the best out of the photos I have taken I decide to change that to my lock screen.
I then go onto the Twitter app again, for the third time in an hour, and post each of the pictures.
Harry's Pov
After we left seventeen year old, Carter's room we went and visited the other patients. Most of them were young which broke my heart in two. I just wish that one day a cure will be found to get rid od this horrible disease.
We finished meeting everyone at about eight at night and from what I could tell all of them were enjoying the time they had with us. Some of them, though, were in so much pain they were just out of it. They weren't thinking straight or something.
As we were leaving the building, the nurse from before went up to Paul and talked to him for a few minutes. He kept on nodding his head throughout the whole conversation between the two. After about five minutes of them talking Paul came back over to us and led us out of the hospital.
Some of our fans were still there, waiting to get a glimpse of the lads and I, but we were not able to converse with them, or take any pictures with them either. security put up a rope to block them from reaching us and made sure that they couldn't jump over and attack us. We all walked quickly to the black van and hopped inside, me being the last one in there. Then a security man shut the door behind me and we drove off.
"Before you head off to your bedroom when we get to the hotel I have to talk to all of you. We will all head to my room. Got it?" Paul asks us.
We all nod our heads in unison.
The drive back to the hotel that we are all staying at is about fifteen minutes. When we pull up, the lads and I quickly jump out of the van and head into the lobby, trying not to cause a huge scene. Paul follows closely behind us and then leads us to his hotel room which is right next to all of ours.
After opening the door for all of us to get in Paul starts to talk-
"The nurse who I was talking to just minutes before, Loni her name was, said that management and her talked and came up with an idea that they think you would be willing to do."
"What is it?" Niall asks for all of us.
"I am getting there. I am getting there. She said that in two days from today you will take a patient of your choice to park and have a picnic together. All of you will go together of course. Would you like to do that?"
I look at each of the boys and they seem to like the idea. They're all smiling wide and nodding there heads. I know that I am probably mirroring their actions.
"I thought you lads would. Alright, now they have to be well enough to go, of course, and they also have to be between the ages of fourteen and eighteen because if not, then a parent or guardian and a doctor would have to go. So be thinking of who you would like to take. You have until tomorrow to chose the patient you would like to bring." Paul smiles at all f us and signals that we could leave.
Well, this is going to be really hard to choose. So many of them were kind and sweet, but then again most of them were in really bad shape and were very unhealthy.
When I walk into my room, I grab my sweat pants and head towards my private bathroom. I strip out of all my clothes and head into the shower. I wash off al of the dirt that has gathered on my skin today and wash out my chest nut colored hair. Each droplet of water relaxes me more and more.
After staying in the shower for about fifteen minutes, I hop out and pull up my black sweats. After brushing my teeth, I head towards my bed.
Once I cover myself with the black comforter, I grab my phone from the side table and open up Twitter. I look at my mentions and the first thing I see is a link to a picture.
I click the link it leads me to and I am surprised to see the picture that the girl Carter took of her and myself. It was a nice picture, too with both of us sticking out our tongues.
I decide to retweet the picture and then follow Carter.
I think I know who is going to go to that picnic with me, I smile to myself.
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FanfictionCarter's best friend just died from the disease that still lives in Carter, leukemia. She doesn't know how to react to her friends horrible death. She loses every emotion and on top of that, she starts getting weaker. Someone, though, makes her smil...
