Chapter 22

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Gisela's (P.O.V.)

It's my fourth day back home... I found out Niall had cardiac arrest abnormalities, and he didn't say a word about it.

My mother didn't get me in any kind of trouble for running away with him. She figured that I was in too much pain as it is.

I just can't help but to feel that this was my fault. If only I realized that there was something wrong with him, the first time he fainted. Then I could have possibly saved his life by calling the ambulance sooner.

I know its only been a few nights, but every night I dream of him. He's always either happy with a big smile on his face, running around like the little idiot he was, or he was dying in my arms, with nothing I could do for him. Either way, I woke up crying in desperation for him. Wishing I could see him, even if it was just one more day. I'd wish that over anything else in the world.

I kept the hoodie we had during our long journey together. It still smells like him. If only it'll last forever. This was the only thing we had for warmth, and yet he let me use it more then he did...

I hung his hoodie in my closet and walked back to my bed to fold my clothes. I stopped when I heard something fall.

I looked at the ground as I turned around and noticed the map he stole. It must have fallen out of the pocket. I picked it up and opened it. It was just a boring map of Oregon. I was just about to put it back until I found writing on it.

It said this...

My bucket list:

Find out where the train goes.

Steal food from someone's hand.

Sit on a branch of a tree.

Get chased by a cop.

Cause a huge scene.

Carve your name into a tree.

Jump in someone else's swimming pool.

Sit on a roof, starring at the sky.

Skip rocks into the water.

Drop random items in someone's shopping cart or bag.

Tell Gisela, you love her.

He never got to do the last one.

When I saw this, I dropped down to my knees and began to cry. I never got to say it to him either.

"I love you, Niall." I said through my dripping tears. "I'm so sorry I couldn't say it sooner." I sobbed.

Usually, when I sob about Niall like this, it'd take me a while to feel better, but somehow I felt comfort.

"It's okay Princess." I heard his voice say. "I love you too.".

*Authors Note*
Maybe it wasn't for the happy ending. Maybe it was for the story.

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