Saving Grace (a one direction fanfic)

Hi fellow wattpaders.  So my first two fanfics failed.  Really bad.  My other nonfanfic is still on but thats like on hold cause nobodies reading it.  So yeah. 

Anyhoo.  This book is dedicated to my BEST FRIEND TAYLOR WHO BETTER BE FREAKING READING THIS.  IT WOULD MAKE ME HAPPY.

And my sister whose watching me write this.  So yeah i guess I have to.  These chapters are kind of not edited so sorry for any grammar errors. :p

So leggo ON WITH THE STORY-

Chapter One~

My sister, Grace was dying.  At age 13. 

Nobody wanted to hear it.  But it was inevitable. The leukemia was spreading too fast.  The chemo wasn't helping at all.  She stopped responding to all treatments.  I don't even know how it happened.  One minute she was happy running around, the next she was in a wheel chair, weak, frail, and ready to break.

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"Katia,"  Grace called from her hospital bed, barley audible.  "I want a bucket list." 

It broke my heart that Grace knew she was dying.  "Ok, Gracey, what do you want to do, then?"  I asked grabbing her sketch book and a pen.

"One- I wanna go to the beach in California,"  She'd always wanted to go to Malibu to meet some famous people, and swim. 

"Two, go on a plane."  We'd never been out of the state.  She always wanted to fly. 

"Three, to go the top of the Eiffel Tower.  You know that book that I was reading?  The main character said it was life changing."  She would want to change her life. 

"Four, Sing in front of a crowd."  Grace was a amazing singer.  Though nobody heard her but me. 

"Five, have a sleepover." Grace didn't have a lot of friends and barley saw any body out of the hospital. 

"Six, go to a movie premiere."  Grace lived a very limited life.  She never really got out of the hospital. 

"Seven, have a date."  She smiled.  She was a 13 year old girl.  who wouldn't want a date? 

"Eight, go to a concert."  She loved music. 

"Nine, see you happy."  I smiled through my tears.  She was yanking at my heart. 

"And ten.  Meet One Direction."

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We lived in Philly.  We used to live in Harrisburg Pennsylvania, but we moved to Philadelphia for the children's hospital for Grace.  We spent all the money we had on her.  Her chemo, her doctors, her medicine.  And after all this time, it didn't even make a difference.

I was 17 and pulling a lot of weight for my family.  I mostly stayed at the hospital with Grace while my mother worked.  Our dad left.  One dad he was there the next he wasn't.  It wasn't a surprise.  He never really paid attention to anything.  Or any body.

Grace.  Grace was fun, carefree, yet fragile, frail, and very weak.  She was also strong pushing through everything.  The doctors were surprised she even lived this long.  She had-used to have- long blond hair, the chemo made her go bald though so she mostly wore hats and bandannas.  She had crystal blue eyes.  Though she seemed happy, you could tell she was weak.  She cough a lot, and she was in a wheel chair.

She didnt derserve any of it.

Neither did I.

That's why that summer I dedicated it to her.  The Grace bucket list summer.  We were going to do every one.  Every single thing.  And if that meant I died along the way it was OK.

The biggest thing on it, I decided that I was going to get done in the beginning, which was meeting One Direction.  It turns out they have a CD signing in the Philadelphia mall.  I don't know if it was coincidence or not, I was glad.  We had to get there.  It was a once in a lifetime thing.

So thats why me and Grace were up at four AM and standing in line with the 'Directioners'.