9 Months to Live (Justin Bieber Fan Fic)

Sometimes A Bad Day Can Turn Good

By 7:00 I was still lieing down in the hospital bed without being able to sleep. I had been that way for many hours. My mind was still taking in all of what I was told through a dream. The doctors were wrong. i was going to die in eight months and 4 days. Fantastic. 

I can't tell anybody about this. Everyone will think I'm crazy and I can't have that. I can't even tell Emily and she is my closest friend. Everything was trying to be placed in my mind when I remebered one thing. The text message. 

I quickly grabbed my phone and typed in my password. And I slowly opened up my iMessage. Then, I opened my chat with coach. i read it outloud. 

"You made the team . See you on Tuesday." I smiled and quickly replied. Thanks coach. i promise you I will not let you down. I have to live up to the Hayes family legends right?

I pressed send and turned the Tv on. I smiled. I had made the team for the fourth team in a row. That must mean something, right? 

When I was in the middle of watching an episode of Spongebob, my phone beeped with a new message from coach. 

I opened it up again. it read, Sorry, wrong number ment to press another players name. Maybe you can live up to their legends in educataion.

I froze. Did that say what I think you said? I reread it atleast ten times. I even pinched myself to make sure it wasn't a nightmare. And it was real becasue it hurt like an S.O.B. I turned my phone off and continued to watch Spongebob without saying anything. 

I didn't want to say or do anything. After a while, the timer on the T.V turned off. I still sat there staring blankly at the T.V.  After staying like that for atleast half an hour, my door opened. It was the doctor. 

"You can head home now. You don't need to spend any more time in this place, for now." He said. 

"Thank yuo Dr.Greene." He smiled and walked out. I stood up and walked into the bathroom. A pair of my clothes that my mom must have brought yesterday were laying on the counter near the sink. I took a quick shower and got dressed. I threw my hair up into a high pony, brushed my teeth, and put on deoderant. 

I walked out of the room and put my old black converse on. They had atleast three holes in them, the sides were coming off, but I still loved them. I then texted my mom and told her that they were realesing me and that I was going to go for a walk before i go home. 

She replied with okay. Stay safe and call me if you need me. love you. 

I smiled and texted her I love you back. Then, I headed out. Before I walked out of the hospital, I needed to check myself out which I did easily becasue I have had to do so many times before. After filling that out, I walked out of the hospital and continued to walk until I got to Grove Woods park. 

I loved to come here. I smiled and walked over to the ice cream truck. "May i please have a cookie sandwich?" i asked. 

"Of course!" He said and smiled. When he handed me the cookie sandwhich, I placed $2.00 in his hand. He thanked me and i walked away. i then sat on the park bench. I slowly ate my icecream cookie sandwhich in silence while looking at my surroundings. There was an old couple siting together a few park benches away. By the way they looked at eachother, you knew they were in love. 

Then I saw a little girl playing in the sand box. A few feeet away from here, a boy who was younger than her was playing in the sandbox also. I heard the girl say to a young man sitting on a bench, "Can we get some iceceam?" 

"In a little bit Jazzy." The young man said. Suddenly, something clicked in my mind. The name Jazzy, the little boy, the young man. That was Justin, his sister Jazzy and his brother Jaxon. I slowly stood up and walked over. 

"Hey Justin."  I said as I got closer. He turned his head and saw me. He immediatly smiled. 

"Hey." He said back. "How are you feeling?" 

"Great! Thanks for asking." 

"No problem." He smiled again. I walked over and sat next to him on the bench. Jazzy then asked again if they could get icecream and Justin agreed. 

"Jazzy and Jaxon, this is Mackenzie. Mackenzie, this is Jazzy and Jackson." 

"Hi."  I smiled and waved. Jazzy smiled back and so did Jazon. Jazzy gave me a small hug. We walked up to the ice cream truck and they all ordered icecream, including Justin. I took out a ten dollar bill and handed it to the man. 

"What did you do that for?" Justin aksed while licking his icecream. 

"A friendly gesture i guess." I shugged my shoulders. 

"Thank you Mackenzie and Bieber." She smiled with icecream all over her face. I laughed and so did Justin. 

"I think we should be heading home now." Justin said. Jazzy and Jaxon groaned. I laughed and I walked with Justin to his car and I helped put Jaxon in his carseat. When they were all buckled in the car Justin and I talked outside for a bit. 

"Thanks for helping me get Jaxon in his carseat. It always takes me forever to get him in that." 

"No problem. I had to help my mom when I was little with Michael and his carseat too." He smiled and I noticed he had some chocolate iceceam on his lips and aroun his mouth. I laughed.

"What?" He looked a little confused.

"You have chocolate icecream on your lips and around your mouth. "

"Oh. Well, do you like chocolate icecream?"

"Ya! I love it."

"Well, that's a good thing." He smiled and pulled me into a kiss. I was surprised at first but then I started to kiss back. I wrapped my hands around his neck and he put his hands aound my waist. There was a flash, but it didn't bother me. Finally, we slowly pulled apart. I smiled and so did he.

"Smooth one Justin." He laughed. "Looks like yuo've still got some chocoalte icecream there." I leaned back in and kissed him for a little bit. When we finally pulled apart he said, "Smooth one Mackenzie." I laughed. I removed my hands from his neck and he reoved his from my waist.

"You just made my day a little better." We both smiled."Bye for now Justin. You need to get Jazzy and Jaxon back home. Maybe me can hang out tomorrow." I pecked him on the lips and started walking home with a smile plastered on my face.

I guess it is true, Sometimes a bad day can turn good. It just depends on the way you feel on reacting to your bad situation.

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