The Pinky Promise // L.H.

Ch 01

★ 5 years later ★

Nicole's POV-

I pull out the list I wrote many moons ago and cross off a number. His dreams came true even if we aren't best friends anymore. He is in a band and singing to thousands of fans.

"Hey babe what are you doing?" Tommy asks rubbing my shoulders and kissing the top of my head.

"Marking off something on my bucket list." I say holding it up then folding it back along the lines and places it in my diary.

"I thought you gave up on that since that guy quit talking to you." He says walking to the breakfast bar.

"I carry it around incase I ever complete something on it." I say shrugging and getting up to go to the kitchen.

"When is your mom coming home?" He asks grabbing his backpack. I think for a few minutes I should be okay alone for a few minutes.

"Any minute, go onto school and work. Go spend time with your family." I say kissing him and shooing him out the door.

"Call me if you start hurting again." He says walking to his car. I close the door and lean against it. He would die if I told him my head never stopped hurting.

4 years ago my mom made the hard decision to move back to New York and take care of my dad dying of cancer. I had to say a bittersweet goodbye to my best friend who was just starting to play with his friends. I tear up at the thought of our goodbye.

I'm sure since he is Luke Hemmings of 5 Seconds of Summer, he no longer cares about the bucket list we made. We were gonna complete them together, but how can you do that when your miles apart?

Moving here to live my days with my dad in a hospital I met Tommy. Tommy is fighting cancer as of 5 years. He still has his hair and seems healthy so we don't worry about him a lot. Mom thinks I should have just stayed away from him because she thinks he will die unexpectedly.

I go in the kitchen and pull out two painkillers and go to walk upstairs. I soon find myself on the floor crying of a throbbing pain in my head. I can barely hear mom come running over and talking to me. I just wish this pain would stop and let me carry on. It doesn't and soon mom is driving me to the hospital.

Luke's POV-

My phone rings causing me to snap out of my thoughts. I look and see mom is calling me. I answer and hear a sad voice out the speaker.

"Luke, I have some bad news." Mom says, it sounds like she has been crying. What happened?

"What?" I asked worried already to the point where I can't form sentences.

"It's Nicole." She says before I hear a cry.

She means Nicole as in the one who moved and I stopped talking to? Why is mom telling me stuff about her? I mean I care about her still, but when I finally found her on twitter, she seemed to be happy with a guy in New York.

"They found out she has been suffering from a brain tumor and they found out it was cancerous. She is refusing to accept treatment." Mom says crying.

I zone out after that. You mean Nicole, which was full of life and never seen bad in anything, not even a murderer, has cancer? How does that happen to someone like her? She doesn't deserve to get something like that!

"Where is she at?" I ask mom finally. Mom sounds happy that I want to know about her.

"Metropolitan Hospital Center in Manhattan." Mom says quickly. I write it down and put it in my pocket.

"Okay mom, I got to go. I'll call you later." I say hanging up. I look up to see Michael looking at me worried.

"What's up?" He asks.

"You remember Nicole Evans?" I ask him. He thinks for a minute before answering.

"Yeah the one who always talked to everyone and never seen evil, what about her?" He asks.

"She has cancer and I gotta go see her." I say standing up to go pack my bags. He looks pale like me.

"How?...Why?....What?" He asks following me and helping me pack. I don't answer him and I just pack.

"I herd you say your leaving, is it true?" Ashton asks walking in. I nod my head and walk past him. I call for a ride to the airport and buy the next flight to New York.
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"I need to know Nicole Evans' room." I say to the woman at the front desk. She nods and types on her computer.

"Nicole Ruthy Evans is in room 203 on the cancer ward, which is floor 6." She says smiling sweetly. If she only knew she was giving out a dying girl's room number.

I walk to the elevator and press the button labeled six. This thing is taking forever to go up 6 floors. It opens up to reveal many nurses and kids walking around. I walk and follow the arrows to room 203. I take a deep breath and walk in. I see her sleeping in her bed and a guy picking up a bag. He turns and sees me standing in the doorway.

"Hey, who are you?" He asks putting his book bag over his shoulder. I walk in and walk over to her bedside.

"I'm Luke, we were friends before she moved." I say looking at her as she sleeps. He snorts and looks at me.

"That's why they have phones. By the way I'm Tommy, her boyfriend who actually talks to her." He says walking out. Well he is nice. How is she dating someone like him?

I look on her bed to see a little book. I pick it up and flip to the last marked page. I see it's her diary. I feel guilty when, and after, I read it. She missed me and now she is dying like her father. I see another little paper sticking out the front of the book. I pull it out and see a worn piece of paper with a list on it, it's her bucket list. I forgot about those lists we made. I finally get to see what's on hers; I just wish it was under different circumstances.

"Are you reading my diary?" I hear a sleepy voice ask. I laugh and look to see her eyes have lost their once vibrant glow.

"I was reading your bucket list." I say holding it up in my hand. A look of realization crosses her face.

"What are you doing here Luke?" She asks sitting up and leaning her head back.

"My best friend is dying and I need to help her complete this list." I say. She laughs before answering me.

"I don't need you to help me. I no longer have the will to complete that list. You can go back to the stage; I have Tommy to help me." She says closing her eyes. I stare at her in shock. What happened to the see no evil girl I knew?

"Can you leave now?" She asks annoyed.

I leave without saying a word. I realize I still have her bucket list. Imma make up lost years with her during her time alive. I look over the list. Imma have to take her to Paris and South America to complete this list, but I'll do it for her. I'd do anything for her.