If you had a bucket list, what would you put on it? If you got told you have a selective number of years, months, days, hours, seconds to live - what would you do in that amount of time? I know it's quite a strong way to start the conversation but really what would you do? There has to be something.
I asked my family a quite serious question one evening whilst we were eating spaghetti bolognese for dinner. I asked them this: 'if the fire alarm went off and you only had sixty seconds to exit what would you grab?'. They didn't know how to answer.
All you anti social people reading this right now, I know what you would bring. Whatever electronic device you can, so you can surf the internet and stalk your idols. Yes, I know. I don't blame you. I would be doing the same if I wasn't in the position I am today. I wouldn't even think about grabbing my crutches, or food, or my iPod, or my phone, or my headphones, or even my Nirvana cut outs. You know what I would grab?
Bellatrix.
Today I am going to talk about her because she is just a little ray of sunshine that makes me so happy. Everything about that little girl makes me smile, and if anyone says a bad word about her I wouldn't hesitate to punch them multiple times in the face with my crutches. Harsh, but honest.
Today I am going to tell you about that sweet little girl who in a matter of seconds changed completely. My perspective of her being little, changed. She grew up in the blink of an eye. I was nineteen years old. She had just turned sixteen. It was the day of her sweet sixteen. I was so prepared to use all my funds for my surgery and stuff like that to pay for the best sweet sixteen a sixteen year old girl has ever had. I was prepared to go that extra mile for her because she is a little angel. She had been quite secretive and more quiet then her usual loud and confident self; I thought it was probably because of excitement for the party. It certainly wasn't.
I'm going to fast forward all the stuff I don't want to remember and focus on her birthday party not all the stuff my virgin eyes witnessed that night of her birthday, because it certainly wasn't pretty.
Here we go.
[Age 19]
"You're coming to her birthday party whether you like it or not. Bella adores you almost as much as I do, Re. Please come? I'll kidnap you anyway." I touched my crush's hand as we sat on the park bench hand in hand, head on head. No, not that way you dirty minded creeps! Her head was on my shoulder and I rested my forehead lightly on hers. It was cute. We are together but not a couple because despite the fact I know I should rush into things such as love, I wanted to savour the moments and memories of Victoria and I for as long as possible.
"I don't know Harry. My dad is already really angry that I'm still with you after the lectures he's given me about how you're bad for me and all that ho ha. I don't care about what he says about you because it doesn't change how much I like you. I want to come though, I don't like the idea of all those strangers staring at me- some maybe even glaring at me for being with such a handsome guy that they can't get." Victoria sighed and I looked straight ahead at the large fountain I had taken her to on our first date. We go here a lot. It's like the Victoria and Harry spot. There is always this one bench free for us, like it is reserved by us. Re loves listening to the sound of the water falling into the basin of the fountain. She loves the aromas of flowers, her favourite obviously being the one on our right which is the lilies. I love every second that I spend with her, because every second with her I fall more and more in love with her.
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Styles' Smile [HS AU]
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