Love in Due Time - A One Direction Fanfiction

Chapter 1: The Discovery

CHAPTER 1:

 

“Ow!” I screamed as I clutched my head.

 My mom looked up from her cooking and glanced at the table. “Are your Calculus problems getting too hard for you?” She teased as she tested her spaghetti sauce.

 I glared at her. “No, it’s those really bad headaches again.” Recently those headaches have become a great problem for me.

 She looked at me seriously. “Just take two Advil.” She tossed me the bottle and I went up from my homework to get some water.

 I popped the pills into my mouth and took out my iPod. Maybe listening to my favorite music could help soothe my mind.

 I had barely turned it on, and suddenly a pain so great exploded in my mind and I collapsed to the floor.

 Everything was black, and the last thing I heard was my mother’s screaming and Harry’s melodic voice: “If we could only have this life for one more day...”

Weeping. There was weeping coming from the corner.

 And a very annoying beeping noise. Is that my alarm? Somebody should turn it off. It’s getting faster. Why is it getting faster? It needs to slow down. I want to turn it off. I can’t move. Why can’t I move?

 The beeping got louder and faster, and I panicked. I couldn’t open my eyes, and I couldn’t move.

 “Kristy,” I felt pressure on my hand. “Kristina, it’s okay, we’re here. Everything will be okay-” Her voice faltered and I knew she was lying. Nothing was okay.

 I was in the hospital under extreme pain, and I couldn’t move. Why was I even here?

 My head hurt. I couldn’t think. It hurt to try to think. It hurt to try to do anything.

 I tried to open my eyes, but all they did was flutter weakly.

 Honey, are the painkillers working?” There must have been an IV plugged into me. It obviously wasn’t working.

 I tried to speak, to shake my head, but I was still.

 A door opened, and there were footsteps.

 An unfamiliar voice asked if I was awake. Of course I’m awake!

 “Mrs. Lemont, we have some unfortunate news. The test results have just come in and it seems that your daughter, Kristina, has a giant tumor on the left side of her brain.”

 I was utterly shocked, and the beeping got faster. My mother let out a wail.

 “There-there has to be something that can be done, right? We can start some tests. Isn’t there surgery? Or the radiation?”

 The doctor paused and I could feel my mother shaking beside me.

 “I’m sorry; the tumor is far too large for us to be able to do anything with it. Her cancer has grown at an unbelievable rate, and she’s quickly dying as well. I’m so sorry for your loss, but there is nothing that can be done at this point.”

 My mother must have fallen to the floor, because there was a loud noise, followed by her crying.

 “Nothing, nothing at all?”

 Silence.

 Then, a whisper so quiet that I almost couldn’t hear it, “how long does she have left?”

 A feeling of dread crept up to my stomach and I began to panic. I didn’t want to know. I was too young. I’m only seventeen, I can’t die now!

 “Two months.” My heart sank. I will never live to be eighteen. There will be so many things I can never do. I will never have children, I won’t go to college, and I won’t leave a mark on this world. I will be another number on a chart to show that cancer is a deadly disease.

 And most of all, I would never live my dream of being able to travel to Europe. I would never get to experience the sights, the culture, and, something most dear to my heart, I would never get to meet One Direction there.

 One Direction, a silly boy band whom I had dedicated much time to. An event in my life that now seems wasted. If only I had known that my time would be so short, then maybe I would have never bothered in entertaining myself with their foolishness. The tears I shed over them and the longing to be with them, to touch them. All of my dreams and wishes went out to them for two years, and now all of that seemed like the biggest mistake of my life.

 I was going to die. I have only two months to live.

 My mother is already weeping like it’s my funeral.