Athelia Queann is living the glamorous life in London as one of the richest people in England. She's a big sensation, and everything the fans thinks she's not. She's manipulative, spoiled, selfish and nothing is never good enough for a star like her. Behind all the glitter and the fake smile, a loneliness is slowly tearing her up inside. But one day a person enters her life and changes everything. Even though Athelia don't want anyone to come this close to her, that one person starts becoming really importnant whether she wants it or not. That person is someone she used to know as Niall Horan from One Direction. Nothing more.


44. The ending of a fairytale


                                                                                                  2 years later



Niall's P.O.V

Her hand was trembeling as I held it tight in mine. Her gaze was locked to the clean linoleum floor beneath our feet. Through her hand I could feel her worried heart beating inhumanly fast. I tried to caress the back of her hand with my thumb to calm her down. But it was hard. I was nervous like never before myself. But I had to stay strong for her. I hoped for the best, since there was really nothing else I could do. I felt uncomfortable in the wodden chair and all I really wanted right now was to run far away from all this.

Carefully I moved my eyes up to face the doctor sitting opposite us on the other side of the white desk. Then I moved my eyes to the window to the left. The sun managed to shine through the curtain and in some sort of wierd way give me a small hope.

I could feel her turn her face to me, and I looked at her with my worried eyes. Her lips were trembeling making it clear she was fighting against the urge to just break down in tears. But she kept silent and her beatiful bottle green eyes almost melted together with mine as we looked at each other for some long seconds. She smiled slightly, probably cause she could see this was taking hard on me too. I wished I could just scroll back time to one year ago where we had been living our lifes without worries just loving each other not carring about anything else in the world. I wished I could just lift her up in my arms and sing to her until she calmed down as I used to. I wished I could in some way make all this disappear so we could go home and go on with just being happy. I wished I could make her happy again.

I smiled back to her and squeazed her tiny hand. "Everything is gonna be alright I promise", I whispered. "And no matter what, I love you more than anything and I always will. Never doubt that princess". I bended over to kiss her forhead carefully. She looked down and now a tiny tear escaped her eye.

Then the sound of the doctor clearing his throat interrupted us. We both looked up at him.

The doctor had her file in his hands and he started to take out some photos from the scanning from last week. He held one up in the air. The one showing her chest.

"As you can see, theres a.... a lump in your left breast. It's that dark spot right there..", he said with a slow and low voice, like he was afraid to break her. He handed us the photo and pointed at the dark spot. I could see it. A dark spot had taken shape in the middle of her left breast. My heartbeat started to raise and I could feel her tightening her grip around my hand.

"And what is that? It can be cured I suppose", I said keeping my voice from breaking.

The doctor now let out a sigh. "It can yes...".

"But?", I asked.

"You see, that dark spot is a cancer-lump. Breast-cancer. And this....it's...ehm...", once again he cleared his throat and he looked like he had a hard time telling us what he was about to tell us. I got nervous, and irritated cause he couldn't just tell us.

"It's what? Does she need an operation? What is it?", I asked speaking really fast with a shaking voice. Athelia kept silent.

"That sort of cancer can be cured if you discover the lump in good time, but this lump started growing for about... 7 months ago. That's a long time walking around with a lump in your chest. And there is this thing with cancer-lumps. They spread, and as you can see this lump is quite big. It's to big to operate on... and the virus is to strong to fight with pills".

For some seconds the small office was quiet until I leaned over the table. "What are you saying?", I whispered, while something deep inside my mind already new the answer. And I feared it. Oh, how I feared it.

"We can't cure you".

I refused to belive it, which must have been the reason why I had been acting so calm.

"I'm sure there must be something you can do... Isn't there a operation she can get? I'll pay anything... the price doesn't matter. There must be some more opportunitys. Even if it's just a 10% that it will work I will pay anything to get her operated. I'll fly her to every country in the whole world".

"I'm sorry..", the doctor whispered. My heartbeat started to raise in my chest and furiously I got up from my chair.

"You can't just tell us there nothing we can do! And you call yourself a doctor?!", I shouted. The doctor looked appologizing down in his papers. He swallowed.

"I'm sor..", he tried to comfort us again.

"Don't", I just said and turned my head to look at Athelia. She was sitting frozen in her chair tears streaming down her white cheeks making me tear up inside.

This was everything but fair. Such an amazing girl like her didn't derserve this. She didn't deserve to leave this early. She was to young. And to great. Besides, I would never survive loosing her. It was selfish, but I loved her way to much to let her go.

"How long do...", I forced myself to ask even though I didn't want to. Slowly I kneeled down and wrapped my arms around Athelia. I wanted to comfort her and say something to her, but there was really nothing I could come up with which was appropriate to say right now. I couldn't think off anything else to do, than just hug her. "How long do she have?".

The doctor looked up from his papers.

"Maximum 14 months".


It had been a fairytale. But something was different with our fairytale from the others. Every fairytale had a happy ending, but ours didn't.


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