ALEAH POV
It was finally time for summer break and I was going to spend the whole 3 months with KC Dan and Phil. I was beyond excited. When I landed as soon as I saw Dan ran to him. I pulled him into a giant hug to say hello. It felt good to see him in person again. When we got to the apartment I got the spare bedroom. "And w-where does KC sleep?" I was giggling and trying to talk at the same time. "In there." He said. "you sure she don't wanna join you Dan?" Then flickered my eyebrows up and down. "Shut up!" Dan said. And I bust out laughing. This felt nice. I wasn't expected until June 21st but my school let out may 19th. So I came early. I was excited to surprise KC. There wasn't a specific plan as to how I was going to surprise her but I had an idea. She was at Starbucks and I walked in and sat across from her. "Mind if I join you?" I asked. She was on her laptop and didn't look up to see me. "Sorry I'm waiting for my boyfriend." She said. "Oh my KC stop being such a chicken berry!" I said. She grinned and knew it was me. She jumped up and gave me a hug. "How are you!" She asked. "Eh school is boring how about you?" I said. "I'm great!" She said. We talked for awhile and then went back to the apartment.
*time warp*
It was already the Fourth of July. The months were flying by but we were just enjoying each other's company and not doing anything special in particular. I was excited to go to vid-con with her again. That night we were hanging out with alfie, zoella, and Louise. We were having a great time. "I'm gonna go get another blanket from the car." I said. As I was in the dark parking lot I felt a great pain in my forehead. This has happened many times since I was in London and I knew it wasn't just some headache. I saw a doctor the next day. When my little heart shattered into a million pieces. "Miss. Collins, I'm afraid we have some bad news... You have a tumor. Not a brain tumor but it is in your head." I started to cry. What made it worse was I was with phil. He was crying too. "We need to take some more tests on you, but since you live in America we need your medical records so we can find out if performing surgery is possible." He informed. "Can't I just go home?" I said between sobs. "No. We don't know how bad your condition is in afraid of this is gonna be taken care of it must be done in London." He said. So with that I left the hospital speechless. Phil looked at me with red puffy eyes. "Phil, don't tell a soul." I said. "But we have to!" He said. "I will do it in the meantime don't worry about me. I'm gonna survive."
