Pixie Dust To Help Me Fly (One Direction Fan Fic)

Olivianne Seasame has a fairly normal life.

She goes to school, she studies for test, she meets rude teachers. She has the same annoying high school like every normal person.

Like any teenage girl, she has crushes and get celebrity crushes.

She is immature, stubborn and of course, she is very very childish.

She still loves Disney like a 3 year old. She still watches Disney movies and cries and laughs and freaks out over Disney things.

But after her 8th grade graduation, she starts having breathing problems. she gets moments where she can't breath.

Finally, in 10th grade, her mom decides to get her an X-Ray to she what she has.

The Doctor gives the family news that no one should hear.

Olivianne has Lung Cancer and she is Terminal.

She now is convinced that she is going to die in about 5 years.

She is given 10 wishes, 10 last things she can do before she dies.

One of those wishes changed her life, forever.

That one wish get her to meet the perfect love story everyone woul


27. Chapter 25: A Whole New World.



Chapter 25: A Whole New World. 


~Recap to chapter 24~


At the house, Oliv ran to the washroom upstairs, Louis checking the other ones. She ran, feeling a pounding in her heart. When she opened the door, let just say she wasn't prepared for that she saw.


"Louis!" She cried, her voice cracking her heart breaking as she fell to her knees. "Louis!"


"What?" He said, now behind her. He gasped and stepped backwards and called and ambulance.


"So much blood!" Oliv cried and dug her face in to her hands. "Lou, so much..."She sobbed and rushed to her unconscious boyfriend, holding his limp body. Harry was surrounded by his own blood, a knife near his right hand and cuts all over his inner arm and abdominal. "It's all my fault! Harry, don't die on me, please! Don't... Cupcake..." She gasped out of air and closed her eyes and felt her heart be ripped apart. "You said you'd look after me, but if you gone, you can't. Harry, and I were supposed to look after you, remember? I'll look after you Harry."












That what Harry heard when he woke up. Then it was the sniffles. The sobs. The cries and, of course, the hiccupping from crying. He felt himself be attached by many things; he felt everything push him down. He noticed a heavy weight on his chest. He also felt all his hits were covered up with gauzes. He stirred and blinked, finding himself in a hospital. Oliv was on his chest sobbing and crying, not noticing his awakening. Louis was looking away at the window and talking to someone with a serious look on. He was amused that Louis was serious; maybe it was possible that that man-child could mature. He noticed his mom was holding Lux beside Louis and was rocking the baby, who was sleeping.


"Princess?" Harry asked with a smile. Her head shot up instantly and looked at him with red raw eyes. Tears still falling and cheeks pink.


"Oh, cupcake!" She gasped and hugged in softly, knowing that he had to be treated with lots of care. "I-I thought you would n-never wake up!"


"But I have," he smiled and she gave him a soft peck on the lips and smiled with tears slowly stopping from going down her face.


"Oh, my baby boy!" Anne squealed and handed Lux to Louis and ran to her son's other side. "I'm glad you're ok! How do you feel? Headaches? Tired? Nauseous? Something?"


"A pain on my arms and belly, like the skin was... Oh..." He looked down and sat that the gauzes were still tainted red and looked fresh. "How long have I been out?"


"'Bout 3 hours... You gave all of us a big scare!" Louis said, now off the phone. "Liam almost paid a jet to bring him here."


"But it wasn't that bad..." Harry mumbled.


"Not that bad?" Oliv gasped. "I found you surrounded by your own blood with deep cuts everywhere! Unconscious even, god, don't tell me it was nothing had because you almost gave your own mother a heart attack. Lux had been crying for all of those 3 hours, finally I could get her to sleep, but let me tell you something, making a baby fall asleep as she cries when you yourself are bawling your eyes out is not easy. Louis had been hyperventilating! Me? The guilt basically was eating me. You cut because of me. My health causes yours to fall! But it shouldn't be it! Just..."


"Sweetheart, please calm down, you are scaring him." Anne cut her off and gave Louis a knowing look and he led her outside to cool off. She turned to her son and gave him a meaningful look. Harry was in for the worst and longest parent-style speech, ever.




"I was so worried," Oliv told Louis as they walked to the cafeteria.


"I know, it was too obvious." He said, looking relived from Harry's awakening. Lux moaned as she woke up and moved in Oliv's arms,


"What's the matter baby girl?" Oliv said, looking down at the blond child.


"'M hungry…" She said and rubbed her belly in the cutest way possible.


"Hmm, we gotta feed you, no?" She said with a small smile and walking in the caffetiria, bumping against Lux with her hips like a roller coaster, getting Lux to giggle. "What do you want?" Oliv gestured towards the glass door from the fridge. "It's about 6pm, so how 'bout some soup?"


"Olivianne, it's mid summer, are you kidding? The kid wants ice cream." Louis sassed and challenged to who was right.


"No, she needs something filling for her growing body," Oliv told him, taking the challenge and took a more steady position.


"Right, like you would take soup instead of ice cream."


"It's not about me, now is it?"


"Would you?"


"Would I what?"


"Take soup instead of ice cream?"


"It's Lux's opinion not mine, I shouldn't be included in her interests!"




"Gah, Lou, you kidding?"




"Of course I'd rather had ice cream then soup, even though I don't really like ice cream, I would choose sugar over soup any time."


"Gasp! You don't like ice cream that much? You demented human with out good interest!"




"Anyways, shouldn't you give Lux the same liberty to get sugar?"




"You are acting like Liam and Welly, I suggest you give the baby candy."


"Does she even what it?"


"Let's ask?" They both looked down to an annoyed little girl with a wrinkled nose.


"What do you want Lux, ice cream or soup?" She made a thinking face.


"Loly pop?"


"Oh?" Louis looked at the teenage girl and they got a loly pop for all three of them and headed to Harry's room.




The week passed by with Harry in the hospital for a week, having a psychiatrist coming to visit him for two hours each day. Oliv was there to mend with Harry's every need. Louis had gone to Doncaster to meet up with his family and Lux left with her parents to their home. Anne and Oliv where always on Harry's tail, checking how he was doing, how he felt... Everything really. Harry was really annoyed and when he left the hospital, he couldn't stop himself from letting out uncontrollable giggled and smile and jumping like a child. This amused his girlfriend and his mother, who videotaped it all, secretly.


The next few days, Harry took things slow and peaceful and had to visit a psychiatrist once a month. Oliv was a bit traumatized that it was her fault his cut, but Harry reassure her otherwise. He reassured her it was nothing and that it was all ok. Oliv still had this bitter thought. It was something that could haunt her in a horrible way. Something that would be at the back of her mind, bugging her whenever it could. Something Harry wanted to go away.


A few days later, the couple left to London. Anne had to let them go since Oliv needed to get her medicine as soon as possible. She was awed by how short the plane ride was to London. She had been squirming in her seat, wearing a floral beige and purple dress right above her knees with a nice v-neck to complete the look and a Peter Pan necklace that Harry gave her. Harry was wearing shot khakis and a white shirt that had the infinity sign on it. He had his curls wildly done by Olivianne. Oliv's hair was in a high mess bun that Harry did and was dearly proud of.


Their plane arrived and Harry warned her about all the paparazzi that would surround them. He warn her about all the things they would shout, they even practice what she would say and what she would do. He reassured her that he would be either by his side or behind him at all time. When Oliv stepped outside of the plane she felt this extreme joy of after always wanting to visit England, she was finally here. They checked out their bags and walked outside of the airport to find a path on the side what with reporters and photographers and fans surrounding them. They were asking questions and of course say get well soon. 


Thank goodness they never found out about Harry's stay at the hospital, which would have given most fans a heart attack. 


There were fans with neon bright colors saying old and new jokes. Some said things like 'get well soon' or 'I love you' or 'follow me!' Stuff like that. It was funny to see people cared for Olivianne's health and wants shed to get well soon. It was heart warming and so kind of them. It made Oliv smile and tug on Harry's hand and point at the lovely messages that she had seen. Harry smiled and they waved at the people, getting squeals. Oliv had told Harry to take pictures with fans as she called a cab. He nodded and he walked towards that back of the crowd, welcoming and hugging those that couldn't see him. He actually got to hug all he fans before he left to find Oliv, being hugged roughly by fans with her face all white. They were surrounding her and asking her odd questions and she was getting this claustrophobic feeling.


"Hey!" Harry said, getting the attention of fans. "Olivianne, c'here!" He gestured her to come and she came running to his arms.


"Holy shit," she whispered in his ear. "These fans were about to rip my dress off! They were poking my stomach, asking my why I was so small and I swear on of them assed the stitched line from the surgery. Gosh, do you live with his everyday?"


"Yeah, c'mon lets get in," he chuckled and they got in the back seat of the cab. There was a fat man in a track suit with a short peach fuss beard covering his chin. It was your casual chav. Oliv smiled and leaned on to Harry's chest after he told the man his address and put their luggage in front of their legs. Harry took out his iPhone and took a photo of us in each other’s arms and instagramed the picture, letting it go viral and fans loosing their regained sanity. Oliv closed her eyes and let Harry play with small strands in her hair, the baby curls that he owned from her hair. He kissed the top of her head and she snuggled to his side carefully and let herself nap.




Oliv woke up to a locking noise. She sat up from the couch she was sleeping on. She was covered in a comfortable blanket, with her stuff bunny and stuff monkey that had been leg in the luggage. She grins at the stuff animals and looked around to fun herself in a sunroom. Windows were surrounding her, except the back of the couch, which was the actual home as in the kitchen and living room and so on forth. It was 6pm, meaning that the sun was already setting. Oliv looked out to the horizon and saw the beautiful sunset.


She had been laying on a comfortable leather couch that had a flat-screen TV and a cute little table with decoration ideas. There was a purple and orange rose in a white vase on the table. There was a bookshelf full of cook books causing Oliv gasped and smirked when she saw what it was. There was a low light lamp on with flowers painted on it. She saw that there was a backyard. Something that surprised her was how the backyard was the same size of a hot tub, which was exactly what occupied the small space. There was a metal fence about 5'1 feet high and then 3'5 feet of wire that could be electrical. Lots of security. There was a window door that led to the backyard that had a big lock on it.


She got up and walked towards the kitchen, finding Harry wearing an apron that said 'kiss the cooking kitten!' He was making some quesadillas and had his full concentration in the food. He was humming A Whole New World from Aladdin. Oliv smiled and caught up to the song and sang along. 


“I can show you the world. Shining, shimmering, splendid. Tell me, princess, now when did you last let your heart decide?

I can open your eyes
Take you wonder by wonder
Over, sideways and under
On a magic carpet ride

A whole new world
A new fantastic point of view
No one to tell us no
Or where to go
Or say we're only dreaming,” Harry sang with a smile.

“A whole new world
A dazzling place I never knew
But when I'm way up here
It's crystal clear
that now I'm in a whole new world with you” Oliv sang poorly along.

“Now I'm in a whole new world with you.” They sang together. Once they finished, Harry smiled and blew her a kiss and put the tortillas with cheese and bell peppers in the quesadilla maker and turned around. Oliv equaled when she felt a fluff ball rub against the back of her legs and purr. 


"Oh, lovely! Oliv, this is Molly the third, also know as Molly 3. Molly 3, this is princess." He grins and picked up the kitten and petted it, causing the kitten to purr.


"Ah, a pussy cat!" She smiled and reached forward and let the kitten, which seemed to be smiling.


"Pussy cat?" Harry wondered, confused and shocked from her language.


"Yeah, pussy cat. Or a kitten or fat for the boring old people." She rolled her eyes and Harry chuckled.


"What a language you've got, hmm?"


"I know, eh? So, what happened while I napped?" She said and sat on a stood from the marble floored and marble countered kitchen. It looked like hose professional and très chique and high class and good quality kitchens you see in books and movies and on the television.


"Well, I signed a paper for the driver's daughter and we were dropped off a block away from the complex where my flat was and I had to call the security to help me with the bags to bring them in my house as I carried you. Then, I laid you on the couch and unpacked my stuff and put your stuff in my, or, well, our room now," he winked at her blushing face. "Then I went cooking and fed Molly 3."


"Gosh, I slept though all of that!" Oliv awed and felt guilty.


"You looked to pretty to wake up." Harry commented and she waved her hands, dismissing the complement. "Plus you were talking about British cookies, what every that is."


"Oh," she blushed remembering a British store that sold British cookies that she dearly loved. "Sorry 'bout that..."


"No, it was funny, heart warning even. Especially since I sleep talk so much and snore, badly..."


"I've noticed," she giggled and remembered she woke up to him murmuring about cotton candy and zebras. "We've all got those embarrassing moment, no?"


"Mmhhmm," he nodded and Molly 3 jumped on Olivianne's small lap and snuggled up to her belly.


"Why d'you call her Molly the third?" Oliv asked as she got up with the kitten and walked to the sunroom. She petted the white majestic kitten while Harry sat beside her and let Oliv snuggle to her side.


"Molly the first was my first white kitty that I got when I was about 7 and she died when I was about 13 after giving birth, so I named her baby girl after her mom, Molly the second. Molly 2 had a cat then was hit by a car a year later when I was 18, so I named her Molly the third. Don't you have any pets?"


"I wish, my dad won't let me."


"Oh, don't worry, one day we can get a pet together in the future." He said than looked down, noticing what he said.


"Future?" She raised an eyebrow and smirked at his blushing face.


"Yeah, I… Uh, is it too soon?" He panicked, what if she didn't want him? What if he was moving to fast? Oliv glanced at the boy with curly locks that looked like a scared little boy.


"Not at all, just, you know…" She didn't want to continue.


"Oh, look at the time!" He said after he checked the time. "Quesadillas are ready!"




They spent the last few weeks together in London, going to museums, art galleries, parks and historical sites. It was as if Harry was showing her a whole new world with him. It was like a dream come true for Oliv. It was a dream that was now realty that Harry could spend his beak with her. Something inside her told her that it was because she wanted to live and be with him in the future, which was 100% true. She really did want to grow old and wrinkly with him and be that old couple. She wanted to spoil her grandchildren and children. She wanted her kids to have a Disney themed home. It was something she heart wanted. It was odd the she mostly wanted to call Harry her husband instead of her boyfriend. It was possibly her growing up and wanting to become a full-edge woman with a husband and all. It was this one thought that was always at the back of her mind. 


Little did she know Harry was thinking the same but a bit more elaborate.


They kissed in almost every place and laughed at most of things. They get birds in the Central Park. They even sang Disney in the rain. Oliv actually pushed Harry in a water fountain, only to get herself pulled on top of him in the water and to get gifs done by fans. They talked, a lot, about random gibber. It was amazing how close they got. She even passed by the queen's palace a few times, awing each time. Harry smiled at how childish it was but she really was enjoying herself. She did see chavs, which were like ghetto and gangsters and stereotyped popular American guy from North America.


She ate the British cookies that she craved, only that they were call biscuits and weren't with the 'British' in front. She ate all those things that you couldn't find in Canada. She enjoyed they food, especially since she wouldn't gain a pound at all. She had enough fun to practically forget her chemotherapy. One thing she couldn't forget was the medicine. She had gotten these huge cherry red gel type of pills that were the same size as her pink's nail. The pills didn't even have flavor. She knew that because she bite on by accident and the gel expo loaded in her mouth and she was let with this salty bitter sour nasty taste that made her wrinkle her nose for over 3 days. Harry simply laughed at her childish grin. She then threatened him that if he didn't stop joking about the pill biting incident, she would chop his balls off and they would never have kids.


Harry instantly stopped joking about it and left it as a memory with 5 photos on his phone. 


As the month passed, they couple came closer and closer to a split, or a departure since he would be starting a new album and a new tour soon. She was going to school, learning that she could skip a cd water of 11th grade and graduate earlier. She needed to study harder, of course, and stay concentrated to her school. This being like so, they had to call each other each Saturday at 2pm in Canada. They had to stay low with their relationship and let each other go on with their lives, practically alone. Harry was at the peek of his career and needed to be concentrated. Oliv was a one of the most important stage of her education and with her being sick, it made studying harder.


Each day was like a clock ticking. Each day they were closer to Oliv's plane ticket's date. Each day was closet to their split.



“And I just ended things like that,” Louis explained to his mother in Doncaster as he watched Jules play with his younger twin sisters. He was truly glad to see his siblings and mother. He was quite glad to be able to see Jules once again before she had tog o for work. He actually planned on becoming her close friend before actually asking her to date him. He wanted to take things slow because he was almost 22 and was ready to find the one and settle down.


“Really, but El was such a lovely girl,” Jay, Louis’ mom said with a nod.


“I know, I just… It’s complicated,” he said and glanced at Jules, looking young and happy and well like a Disney princess.


“You did it because you fond someone better, right?” His mother questioned her son.


“How did you…” Louis said but then shook his head. “Yeah, I didn’t have any feelings for El… I want to move on and get married to the right one and I have a feeling she that one person.”


“Well, in that case, I approve of her.”


“Thanks mum,” Louis said as Jules tickled Daisy.








Hey Lovely readers!


I apologize for the short and pretty crappy chapter, but I award y'all with earlier updates,(hopefully.) Also, I'm not getting better but hopefully that won't mess with the book. To conclude, if you don't like the book, stop reading, ok? Instead of sending hate, just forget the book. 


~WARNING: in the next few chapter will be skipping a lot (like this one) they will be shorter and fast past and will be only pointing important main events. The main cause of this is basically my slow writing and because this book was supposed to end at the beginning of March but unfortunate from the late updates, it will possibly be late may or early summer. This book is long and I hope all of my readers are ok with that. If you aren't, too bad. ~





Juli Marshmallow

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