the life changer// j.j

nineteen

*Marie's POV*
*3 MONTHS LATER*
When you have cancer, you never know which day is going to be your last. And I guess that's how it is every day. Nobody knows when they are going to die. You just don't wake up one day. And maybe that's depressing, and maybe it scares me that one day, I'm not going to wake up, and it's more inevitable because I have cancer.
And I think that's what my family worries about. Me not waking up. And that what Jack worries about to.
Every morning he calls me. Then he talks to me on his drive to my house. Then we do something together. If he doesn't have school, of course. If he does, then I have to spend the day by myself.
But today he doesn't have school, so today we're going to go for a trip. A mini trip, because I can't really do much, but it's gonna be great. I can feel it.
He walks in my room and I'm sitting on my bed, waiting for him.
"Hello beautiful." He says, leaning down and kissing softly,
"Hi." I whisper.
"You ready?" He asks, grabbing my hand and helping me up.
I adjust my beanie and nod, smiling softly at him.
We walk out to his car and I get in the passenger seat.
He drives off and I turn the radio on a rap station.
The radio announcer starts talking:
"Alright. We'll give you a few minutes to let that song settle in. But for now, use these beats to freestyle." And some music starts playing with no words.
Jack starts free styling and I watch him smiling out of the corner of my eye. I turn and watch him and after a few minutes he stops.
"What?" He says, laughing.
"Your really good!" I say, laughing.
"I'm alright." He says, blushing a little bit.
"I never knew you rapped." I said, smiling.
"A little." He responds, shrugging it off like it's no big deal.
"Well I think your amazing." I say.
"Alright so I have a question."
"And I'll have an answer to your question." I say.
"Remember how you've always wanted to go to Los Angeles?" I stop and think. Yes. I remember that, even though the memories are starting to get foggy. Every memory is getting foggy. Side effect of chemo I guess.
"Yeah." I say. He smiles.
"Look in the back seat," I turn around and see piles of luggage.
"What's this?" I ask.
"Your mom might've packed up some stuff while you were at chemo one day. Just saying, we'll be gone for two weeks. There's a doctor there lined up to help if needed. We leave right now." He says, pulling two airplane tickets from underneath his leg and handing them to me.
"And my parents and doctors are okay with this?" I ask.
"Yep." He says, smirking. "I figured it all out."
"Your literally the best!" I say, wrapping my arms around his neck once he stops the car.
"I know." He says, hugging me back.
We get out of the car, and I grab one of my bags, slinging it on my back and a suitcase. Jack grabs the remaining suitcase and bag.
We walk in the airport and board our flight. I convince jack to let me get window seat, and watch as we take off.
"This is flying." I squeal with happiness."
"Yes, Marie, my love, this is flying." He says, leaning over and kissing me on the cheek.
"Where are we gonna be staying?" I ask.
"Jack and I know these guys, Nash, Cam, and Matt. They all live together, and we're gonna stay with them." He says (A/N yes I know Matt doesn't love with them but just go with it)
I nod and lean my head over on his shoulder, not long after falling asleep.

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