1000 Paper Cranes // h.s (re-writing current chaps)

1000 Paper Cranes // h.s (re-writing current chaps)

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No one should ever have to deal with the pain and loss that cancer brings to one’s life. It not only affect the victim but those who care, love and support. One girl has one wish and each day as she folds more paper cranes she is one step closer to making that wish. 9 year old Katie has managed to touch everyones heart with her positivity and courage. For her to get her wish she folds 1000 paper cranes just like the Japanese story. Her one wish: to meet her idols. The members of One Direction. That’s all she wants as she know’s she has a slim chance of getting better.
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(You got here just in time to let me know I was worth saving) Everything is different, yet so eerily comfortable and the same. There's silence for a moment, and everything is still like the world is holding it's breath and waiting for the right moment to exhale. And then Louis is choking and gasping and his eyes are so wide and innocent and blue like deep pools of azure sea water in the Caribbean and Harry is chanting his name, whispering it softly into the air like a prayer. He rolls Louis on to his side and helps him clear the water from his lungs and he doesn't stop saying his name: Louis, Louis, Louis. He's pulling the older lad's body to his own, sitting him up and wrapping his arms around his shivering frame and rubbing reassuring circles on his back with his thumb and he still doesn't stop because all he can think about is: Louis, Louis, Louis.

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