I had made my wish to the Make a Wish Foundation, strangely enough I didn’t want to spend a day with a actor or actress, or with any celebrity at all. I didn’t want to go to a city or a country either. I just wanted to spend a day with Lafayette, my best friend that moved back to France about 4 years ago… And after he moved I never got to talk to him again. It was like he had disappeared entirely, I couldn’t find any of his social media accounts, I couldn’t get his new number, and I didn’t know his new address when he first left and I couldn’t find them. So my one wish was to see my old best friend after no contact for 4 years. I hoped and prayed that they could find him before I turned 18 but, by the looks of it, they won’t. I am going to turn 18 in a week and they haven’t even told me if they found him, much less agreed to do it.
I sat there in silence, except for the monitor beeping and it monitored my heart rate. Which, of course I’ve become so accustomed to that it’s part of the silence for me. I sighed quietly and looked out the window, as I realize I will never see him again, no matter how much I miss him. I hear a small knock at the door.
“It’s open, come on in.” My voice cracked then I realized I was on the verge of crying, I quickly wipe my eyes as the door creaks open. I turn to see a very tall, well built guy with very fluffy hair all put up in a neat bun, and deep chocolate eyes, I hear the beeps of the heart monitor slightly speed up as I feel my face heat up. I look him up and down quickly, seeing his hands behind his back. He's wearing a dark blue v neck tee that you can see how toned his chest is through it. I know who it is almost immediately, I feel a sharp pain in my chest as the heart monitor speeds up a bit more.
“ Mon ami! It’z been too long! I am sorry I couldn’t get ‘ere sooner… I was ‘aving problems getting ‘ere. I brought you a gift!” He says as with a large happy smile on his face. He then pulls a small plush bear with a heart that says ‘Get well soon’ on it out from behind his back. Then his joyous features change to ones of sorrow. “I am so sorry for not being ‘ere wiz you, could you ever forgive me?” He looks to the floor clearly ashamed of not being here for the past four years.
“Oui, of course Laf, I forgive you. I was never mad at you in the first place, I understand that you had to go… you didn’t have a choice. Now come here, I haven’t seen you in fourever, (sorry I had to) I miss your hugs.” I say in a more breathless tone, I didn’t realize I was having a hard time breathing. I go to stand up but I get really dizzy and have to balance myself out to even stand up straight. I start to realize what’s happening, it’s just my regular symptoms acting up, this usually happens when I get excited. I’ll be fine. I gesture for him to come over and give me a hug. He sets the bear down on a side table as he walks over and gives me the best hug I’ve had in awhile. His hug was warm and welcoming, it felt safe, it felt like everything that was wrong just didn’t exist in that moment. His embrace, one I’ve been yearning for, for so long felt so right, like I shouldn’t let go. But all good things come to an end so after a bit he pulled away and looked at me with concerned eyes.
“Mon ami are you alright? I mean, not to be rude but you are very sweaty… I do not know if zat is part of your symptoms. Is it?” I feel my own hands as they are now drenched in sweat. They weren’t earlier, this isn’t right, something is wrong. I start to think of what could be happening, but an overwhelming tiredness consumes me. I haven’t even done anything to make me so tired… then a little too late I start realize what’s happening. As all the symptoms all overwhelm me at once I end up almost falling over as I try to breath. Laf catches me before I fall. “Mon ami?! what is ‘appening?!” He says in an alarmed tone, as I am doubled over in pain in his arms.
“Har-heart ah-attack” I manage to wheeze out, I hear my heart monitor in the background now going faster than I’ve heard it before. I should have known before this happened, I should have been paying attention. Now Laf is scared for me, and he just got here. Over my thoughts I can barely hear him calling, screaming for help. I can’t hear anything except for my own breathing and thoughts, I feel nothing but the burning, sharp pain in my chest, that’s only growing. I close my eyes as the lights seem to get brighter, I can barely breathe now. At least I got my one wish, but I was hoping for more, but at least he came. I just wish I told him how I felt before this, but I can’t really fix that now huh? Maybe they will save me and I can tell him how I feel.
(Laf’s pov)
I hear her weakly wheeze out the words heart attack and I feel everything drop. I start to freak out and scream for help then I look back at her. She’s too young to die, she hasn’t gotten to experience life, I haven’t gotten too, we haven’t. I can’t lose her when I finally got back to her. I whisper to her in a comforting tone as I pet her hair and hold her close.
“Mon ami it’s okay, you’ll get through zis. I know you will, you’re strong enough too. please don’t die mon ami. I ‘aven’t even gotten to tell you yet. I ‘aven’t told you zat all zis time I loved you, I wanted to find you. I couldn’t leave, I couldn’t find you. I am so sorry I should ‘ave tried ‘arder to get ‘ere.” I hear her monitor going insanely fast, I don’t want to leave her. I scream for help again and get up to find the call help button and press it over and over again. “please ‘urry she’s not going to live if zey do not ‘urry.” I look to her, I see she’s closed her eyes fully and I see her monitor, I’m so afraid to hear it flat line. “It’ll be okay mon amour, zey’ll be ‘ere soon and you’ll be okay.” I hold her closer to me as my eyes well up with tears and I kiss her forehead. Hoping a doctor will get here soon.
(time skip to a few days later)
(Y/n’s pov)
After the terrible scare of me possibly having a heart attack, Laf will not leave me alone in this room, he’s stayed with me all night, every night. He even said ‘I’ll never leave you again mon amour’ it was so sweet. I got to tell him how I felt, and in return he told me he felt the same way. So now, we finally are together after four years and me almost dying so there’s that. Laf says after I get out of here he already knows what our first date will be, but for now we have to have these mini dates in my hospital room. Which is perfect for me as is because as long as I’m with him I’m happy. After all, my one wish actually came true.
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Hamilton Oneshots
FanfictionA collection of different short stories that are based the musical Hamilton (Also none of the art is mine)