I guess I was in and out the next couple of weeks. I don't really remember too much.
When I was awake though, I remember the pain and discomfort the doctor said I would have. Part of the lecture I got before this was about the pain and how my body would take about half a week to a week to adjust to the radioactive substances in my body. The details don't really matter though.
What matters to me is that today is my last day. Which means that tomorrow I get to meet mystery boy. But back to my misery.
For two whole weeks, I was confined in a room that was no bigger than 12 feet by 12 feet. To be honest, it sucked. A lot.
I wonder what he looks like. I imagine him to be blonde, like me, but not died blonde. Natural blonde. I've never really met anyone with with natural blonde hair. And he would have to have blue eyes I think, because can people have blonde hair and brown eyes? I don't really know much about people anymore.
He'd probably be taller that me, but let's face it. That's not very hard to do when I'm only 5'6 at the moment. I like to think I'd be taller of cancer hadn't stopped me from growing though. I like to imagine that I'd be six feet tall. I doubt that would've happened though .
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"Niall... Niall... Come on wake up buddy... Niall!" I startled awake.
"What? What's going on?"
"Nothing buddy, just trying to wake you up. We're gonna bring you back to your old room now, okay?"
"Yeah, yeah that's fine."
None of this conversation had really registered in my head yet, the medication I must've been given having an effect on me.
Before I new it, I was back in the familiar room I had lived in for the past who knows how long, but something was different.
Maybe it was just the amount of people in the room. And the mass amount of balloons that seemed to fill the entire room. The walls were different too and it smelled like fresh paint. What seemed to be a thin layer of pastel yellow paint covering the horrid off white that it used to be.
My first thought was that they brought me to the wrong room. There was no way so many people had come to see me! The walls gave it away too.
I looked up at my doctor, wondering why he had brought me to the wrong room, but then as everyone saw me they all started yelling about how much they missed me and couldn't believe they finally got to see me again. It was a little overwhelming and loud, and when I flinched some guy yelled at everyone to shut up which made me flinch again. Pretty soon it was quiet and I could see who the people around me were.
I faintly recognized some of them, but couldn't place where I knew them from.
Finally a guy walked up to me, And I immediately knew who he was. Noah.
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Finally, after what seemed like hours, everyone left for the night. I found out that everyone was from school and even if they didn't know me they wanted to show their support for me. It made me somewhat happy knowing that they were all thinking about me. There was one boy who didn't leave though. One boy who stood in the corner the whole time and didn't say a word to anybody.
He was still stood in the corner, and I looked at him curiously. I don't think I've ever seen him at school before. I'd remember him.
He had brown, curly hair that I don't think anyone else would've been able to pull of. His eyes were an amazing emerald green that seemed to sparkle in the light. He was tall and lanky, with pale skin. He was beautiful.
I tried talking to him, but he just stared at me. Tried asking him his name, why he was here, if he was staying at the same hotel everyone else was. I got nothing but a blank stare.
After an hour of trying to talk with him, I decided it wasn't worth it.
"I'm going to go to sleep," I had said, rolling over so I still faced him, but in a more comfortable way. He got out his phone and started texting.
Just as I was about to fall asleep, he put his phone in my face, motioning for me to read it.
'I'm Harry, and we're meant to be friends'
When I was done reading, I looked up at him, why couldn't he just tell me that He- Harry got up from the seat he had taken when he moved closer and left.
Who was Harry?
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