Emmas pov......
I was around four month into my chemotherapy.I was going to have one more round and if the tumour got no smaller I would need radiopheropy.I tryed to acted strong but I was falling apart.
I felt so weak.I couldnt do anything.I had to push my self to pick Antony or Katy up.It killed me to watch my children grow up and I wasnt playing with them.They was now 8 months old.They were now crawling around and saying mama and dada.Antony would always go dada and point to me.I had lost weight and had no apitate.Niall was my rock.He was doing everything he could for me.
I was falling apart.I tryed to keep positive but I was falling apart.The cancer was killing me.There was nothing I could do.I know I had only had it 2 months but 2 months felt like a life time.
Nialls pov.....
Emma was struggling.It broke me to see what she was going through.I tryed to help her but I was struggling.Emma didnt want to go out anymore she wanted to just stay in.We all had planned to show Emma that she can get through this.Along with Heather,Hannah and Morris help me and the boys had planned to take Emma to the beach and have a few little surpise on the way.Heather had given birth to a beautful little boy Craig .Heather couldnt come with us as she was busy with Craig but she had helped us so much with it.When Heather brought Craig round Emmas eyes lit up.You could tell she feel in love with Craig.
"Emma babe your ready"I shouted from downstairs.
"Yeah coming"Emma walked down the stairs she looked beautful.
"Whats up"I asked.Emma looked like she was about to burst into tears.
"Nothing"Emma said.She was lying.
"Emma"I said going to hug her.She pushed me off.
"IM UGLY LOOK AT ME. IM UGLY"Emma shouted.She broke into tears.
"You are beautiful.You are not ugly your never will be"I said as I hugged her tight.
"But"She said nossling into my arms.
"Is this because you have no hair ?"I asked.Emma knodded.
"Look you are beautiful hair or no hair babe you will always be beautfiul"I said.I wasnt lying she will always be beautiful to me.
"The cancers killing me"Emma said sobbing even more.
"No its not.Wheres the little fighter that I know you are?"I said.
"Shes gone"
"Bullshit.Wheres the girl that laughed at Mr.Irons ball sack"I said trying not to laugh.Emma just looked up at me and burst out laughing.
"see thats what I like"I said smiling at her.
"What"She asked.
"That beauitful smile and that amazing laugh"I said smiling at her.
"Come on we need to go"I said.
"Niall I carnt walk to far"Emma said she had got weak.
"I know the wheel chairs in the car"I said.If we went out now most of the time Emma was in a wheelchair.
YOU ARE READING
English girl (squeal to my irishboy)
Hayran KurguThis is the second book to my irishboy. I give credit to my amazing friend who has helped me write and helped me for ideas for the book go check her amazing storys out Hjhiddles