I woke up and I felt the bad knee pain from the surgery and it's been two weeks now. I took my phone and I got two messages from Moira.
Oh right, today's the day.
I closed my eyes and I couldn't help but cry. It feels so devastating for the fact that I won't be able to see them live. They saved my life and got me happier to whatever happened to me.
Moira gets to watch the first show and Naomi to the second show. Even if there was a third show I know to myself that I won't be able watch it too.
I reached out my crutches and tried to walk my way to the kitchen. My mom and dad were already eating and I hardly touched my food. I don't know if it's my leg or my heart for the fact that One Direction is coming here in the Philippines.
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It was time and Moira couldn't stop texting me how excited she was for the concert. At first I read two of her messages but now I ignored her because it breaks me heart. Don't get me wrong I'm happy for her because she gets to see them but I just don't want to remind myself that I won't be able to see the boys.
Sooner or later she stopped texting and I checked my clock that for sure the concert has already started. Of course she still texted but she was keeping me updated and sent pictures. Zayn looked so good in the concert, too bad I won't be able to hear his voice live.
I didn't dare to check my twitter either because I know in my timeline there will be a lot of tweets about the concert. I tend to ignore and drifted to sleep.
The next morning I still felt the pain on my knee. I checked my phone and this time Naomi spammed me with texts saying how excited she is and everything. I was happy for her too because I know she deserves to see them.
That night as I suspected, Naomi also texted me saying that they're getting close to the concert grounds and such. Just like Moira, I ignored her as well to avoid the pain.
I remember the night when they conforted me saying that I'll meet them soon. I felt a bit happy because they're making me feel better but in my heart it hurts so bad.
The next day mom told me that we should go to the mall and do some shopping. It's nice to get my mind off of the concert stuff and it's been a while since I got out of the house. It may feel weird that people will be looking at me because I'm in crutches but it doesn't matter what they think.
We were in H&M and I saw this cute top. Except it was on the high shelf and I can't reach it. I tried to but I just can't.
Then they were reached by an arm. I wanted to feel thankful but that arm had tattoos and I was fascinated except these tattoos looked familiar. My eyes followed the direction where the hand went and I saw a face.
I didn't know what to do. I didn't know what to think. But one thing's for sure is that I am in complete state of shock.
"Are you trying to reach for this?" he asked and I nodded. He handed me the top. "It would look good on you."
"I-I--" I was almost in tears.
"Don't cry babe." he hugged me.
"Thank you Zayn." I mummbled and cried. "Not only for reaching the top but also for everything; for saving my life."
"You're welcome." he rubbed my back. "Did you watch us from the show?"
"N-No,"
"How come?" he pushed back with so much concern in his eyes.
"Family problem." I wiped my tears and looked at him.
He smiled and hugged me again. "You risked not to watch us live so that you can handle your family problems. You're a strong lady and I am very proud of you."
"Thank you so much." I cried again. "I love you."
"No, I love you." he pushed back and kissed me on the cheek. "I'm pretty sure that after all the problems you've faced you deserve to be in this situation of meeting me personally."
"Y-Yes." I giggled. "Because I got to meet you, my sunshine."
"I'm honored. You may not be able to see us live but you get something better in return."
"Thank you so much." I sniffed and hugged him.
"I hope to see you soon again." he said and I started to get something from my purse.
"May I?"
"Of course."
He smiled and stood next to me. I took picture of me with him and many different way. This was my chance and I didn't waste it. He hugged me again and left.
Yes I may not have the chance to see them live, but I got to meet Zayn Malik; my sunshine, my everything, the one who keeps me alive and happy.
As of now, I have never felt the pain from my knee ever since. Miracles do happen and I am very thankful.
