Make A Wish [Narry au] (slow updates)

[9] Niall

My family called their last goodbyes as I was wheeled down to the operating room. Even Greg and my father had come to say bye, and the thought that they flew all the way to London from Mullingar scared me. I really was going to die.

They had given me only two hours to catch up with my brother and father, and that wasn't nearly enough time. Greg told me all about his girlfriend, how pretty she was, and how nice she was. It made me happy to know that while I was locked in a room slowly dying, my family was having a good time, perfectly healthy.

The first hour had just been me and Greg talking the whole time, bantering like how we used to. He even laid in the bed with me and held me, as if he could see how nervous I was. It felt nice.

The next thirty minutes was spent conversing with my dad about his well the shop was doing, and how everyone in Mullingar missed me. It was nice to know that the place I came from and the people there still thought that I belonged there. He even said that some people had made generous donations to the jar he kept in the shop, and that's how he was able to afford two round trip tickets to London. They were even able to stay in a hotel for the next two weeks while I was gone. I was glad my family was going to be together again, even if I wasn't going to be able to be with them.

It still meant something to me.

The last thirty minutes was the doctors coming in and prepping me for the surgery, giving me a heavy dose of sleep medicine(I'm not sure what it's called, but it puts me to sleep in about half an hour) and a heavy dose of numbing medicine. All of my family got on the bed then, and we had one giant hug/cuddle session. when it got down to the last ten minutes, my mum started crying, and I was getting more drowsy by the second. I said my goodbyes, and they said theirs.

When the doctor came in to get me, Greg started crying, and that made me cry. I didn't want to be taken away from them. I wanted to stay and talk and laugh and fight with Greg just like the old times. That wasn't going to happen anytime soon though.

As the doctor rolled me down the hallway, the last thing I saw was my family standing outside of the hospital room I was stationed in. They were all still crying just like me.

The last thing I saw before everything went black was my dad holding my sobbing mum, and I think that sight hurt more than knowing I was slowly dying.

And there was no way to stop it.

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Ugh I have dance team practice today. I don't want to go. Vote and comment? xx

Oh and what do you guys think of the new cover?