Niall Horan of One Direction is going to die. He's been diagnosed with Pancreatic Cancer. This is a rollercoaster-of-emotions story about how he and the boys deal with it and go through it. Be sure to bring tissues when reading! Also, please note that it is in fact, a fanfic. No 1D Member has been harmed through the making of this story! (:

**This is the sequel to Niall's Cancer Battle.** Not everyone is fortunate enough to live through death. And I guess I didn't technically "die." But what I did experience was enough to really slam me back into reality.

Don't you call her baby. We're not talking lately. Don't you call her what you used to call me... A story in which a girl who writes songs falls in love with the boy who sings them. "Color...What a deep and mysterious language, the language of dreams." - Paul Gauguin. DO NOT PRINT MY BOOKS! *TW: story contains mature topics such as mental abuse, PTSD, minor drug usage, and minor sexual content.*

"He's the star and all I am is the water boy." [#1 Fan Fiction. **First Place (Popular Narry) / 2nd Most Voted Story in the 2014 1DBromance Awards (Olympic 2014)] [Going through a 2nd Edit] Cover by: NarryBuddy