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

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4. Chapter 4: I Was In The Dark.

Chapter 4: I was in the Dark.

A/N: 

Hey my awesome lovely Readers!

And I tried to make this a long chapter!

With that I'm sorry if the grammar is bad or I misspelt a word because I write the haters from my IPod.

:)

Oh! I went to Nando's once so I know how the restaurant actually looks like for when they characters go to I will do a good description on from what I remember from the restaurant. :D

My friends saw Ross Lynch at the airport so I'm jealous:S 
(I am a fan of Ross so please no rude comments)

O! And if you comment, I dedicate a chapter for you:)

I've gotten good feedback on this story, so I'm really happy!

Please comment/vote/fan!

And if you want you can be a part of the story a character:D

And I do not like the term YOLO, but it fits in this story...

Don't forget to follow me in twitter @JuliMarshmallow!

I follow back!

PS: if you can't handle a girl with cancer and is dying, I'm sorry to say but don't continue reading this story, it might be to sad or to harsh for readers.

Anyway, thank you A LOT for reading the story!  
Enjoy!


Juli Marshmallow!



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Chapter 4:  
I was in the dark. 
*Olivianne's Pov*   

I walked down stairs to show my parents the List. Hoping they wouldn't get mad.

That's what worries me. 

My parents angry at me for some choices I make. They this it's to stupid. Well they did.

Before I knew I was going to die. I was taught that I shall always study hard. Be the best. Do the best. Try the best. To do things to perfection. Always look for perfection. Study hard. Don't get your head of of studies. 

My parents are very demanding with my studies and my school. I rarely go party.

My boyfriends, now that was a rare thing! 

I payed for my iPod and I have to pay for my own cell phone plan. 

I but I learned to live like that get he best grades, they will be happy. 

My average grades are B+ to A+ or 79% to 100% and to my school I was really good. But to my parents, I was ok going to be the best.


But that was before cancer.


After cancer, after cancer, that's when YOLO sets in. 

Now it isn't a stupid trend. It's the truth, I will only live once and for 5 years. 

Now it wasn't a stupid thing. To me right now it wasn't a stupid trend or term. It was the truth because, I will only live for only 5 years.


That's it.


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Didi Boo was upstairs on my twitter looking for random stuff to do as I had his conversation with my parents, I didn't want to go alone but she made me saying it was something that one has to do in life. 

"Mom..." I said as my mom cooked with my dad making dinner for tomorrow. "I've decided my 10 wishes and please be... Understanding that these things are to do before I die. Accept my choices be use I don't feel like changing them." she nodded not glancing at the list, I guess YOLO sets in.

My dad cleaned his hand and read the list, and made a serious face, then a confused face, then a understanding face. 

"Dad..." I stated off knowing he won't approve of the list. "I'm sorry if you don't accept or like my list, but I will die at some point and you just have to accept my decisions!"

"No." he said, " I fully understand, your list isn't that bad. Just don't speak of... Your death to me again. And I'll do anything possible to help you live or die happy."He said simply and went to his room. My mom stared that the space where my dad stood and I looked at her, in full shook.

Usually he would have commented let alone the alone One Direction stuff but...

I guess YOLO got to my dad. 

Later that night Didi Boo and I were deciding what movie to we were gonna see on Netflix, because my parents wouldn't pay cable, that was our version of TV.

(A/N: Netflix is Wii thing that you can watch TV shows or movies, for those that don't know what is means)

I wanted to see a scary movie like the Blair Witch Project, but she wanted to see the Back Up Plan with J-Lo.

I love scary movies and she... Well she can't mind them because I always watch them.

I saw the Woman In Black without getting scared. I saw paranormal activity with out getting scared. But ET scares me to death. 

I'm a weird person.

We ended up seeing Paranormal Activity again and the we went to the basement where there was a room with a queen bed because my room had a small twin bed that wasn't enough for our teenage bodies.

That night we spoke about random stuff.

"Do you think that you will meet Peter Pan in real life?" 

"I do... I have to of I want to meet him."

"Well then I hope you do." she smiled.

"So your single now?" I asked innocently, know that we needed to talk about this soon.

"Ya..." she said blinking staring at the ceiling. 

"Are you sad?"

"Well we we're falling apart and I didn't like him that much anymore. But I'll be Ok. How 'bout you? Are you guys still gong strong? Or is it like the same or what." 

"Umm..." I looked at the time, 2:30am. "Well, basically... Uhh... It complicated. I don't have feelings for him anymore and I haven't told him about the cancer, and I feel like we are falling apart, but like I don't want to end things cruelly right? I'm a nice person and plus maybe because or cancer, I won't be able to date since boys don't want a dying girlfriend or the boys might take potty on me..." I rambled and mumble twisting a purple pony tail in my fingers.

"Don't say that! I'm sure you will find a boy that likes you for you and that won't care about... Well you know..." 

"Do me a favor."

"What?"

"Never. Ever. Take. Pity. On. Me. "

"Ok."

"Pinky Swear? Promise?"

"Pinky swear," we in-twined our pinkies. "Promise." We shook hands. 

"Swear to the cookie monster?" I asked. That was a personal swear. The deepest of swears and promises. The cookie monster from Sesame Street is something personal between each other, and when we use the cookie monster swear, we mean it and we are dead serious and we will never lie on that.

In 6th grade, we decided that we would never lie to each other. That when we promised we would never ever cross our fingers. We will never lie.

And when we swear to the cookie monster, we swear and we mean it. 
(A/N: my best friends and I use this term:)

"Swear to the cookie monster." she said as we nodded to each other. 

Then we went to bed.


* Sunday*

Didi had texted me on text plus from her iPhone that she had swimming completions this weekend so we couldn't meet up. 

So Saturday we sent the List. 

And today recently, that had sent an mail saying that they accept the list and will sent me the information in a week.

Friday, I had found a paper saying: from the cancer company. And 2 books.

One of the saying: A Guide To Lung Cancer For Teens. I would guide me and tell me stuff about lung cancer, weird.

The second: the depressing fact that you will die. In the book summary, it says that usually people with cancer get depressed.

I wrinkled my nose when I read this.

They sent me these books to read.

Right now I'm reading A Guide To Lung Cancer For Teens. (AGTLCFT)

Right now I was at the part where they explain how there isn't a way to get out of this, chemotherapy will simply slow down the death, which was more like torture...

Weird...

Then I continued reading and got to the part saying:

*Note: in the future, technologies may be advanced enough that can make a new lung.* 

Did that mean in the future, I can grow a lung or something?

I pushed the thought away knowing this is a crazy idea that I must give up to... 
*Monday* 
I woke up early wondering how I would tell m friends, only my parents, my little brother, who has rarely spoken to me and Didi Boo know about the cancer. Suzy had heard over Didi's IPhone, but I don't think she knows for sure...

This weekend and since Thursday, I haven't had dreams, it's been a black pit of nothing.

It's 7am and I wait for the bus listening to Stand Up by One Direction, and I saw the bus come on the corner. 

I picked the 3rd last seat in the bus and sat alone since I don't have any close fun friends in this bus so I listen to music and played Angry Birds on my iPod. 

I got off the bus and got to my locker finding Paul there, I smiled and opened my locker with a key since my memory is terribly and I can't remember the code so I have a key type of locker. 

I put my stuff and bag in there and got the AGTCFT because I have Phys. Ed. And I can't do physical exercise anymore, so I read a book.

I smiled at Paul as I held my book.

He smiled and hugged my tightly whispering, "I missed you." in my ear. 

We have been dating since September, so for 3 months. But we have never kissed so we only hugged. A month ago, I wished he kissed me since he is my very first boyfriend ever so I have never missed and hoped he'd be the first.

But now, I'm not sure I like him enough for a kiss...

"Hey!" he said.

"Hi!" I said acting happy although there isn't much to smile about. 

"Why weren't you there on Thursday and Friday?" he asked.

"Umm, I'll tell you for lunch." I told him with a smile and the bell rung and I said bye and walked to my class since I don't have any class with Paul but history, which is my very last class in the day.

*Lunch* 

I sat with Didi Boo and she simply smiled with me and said nothing. Maybe she was traumatized from the events from a few days ago. I ate 2 long carrots and a granola bar with marshmallows, I call them chew bars.

Didi Boo ate a bowl of pasta with tomato sauce from the cafeteria, which I think, from how it looks like is pretty disgusting.

I say with Grace also, who was saying something about what a rude girl, Menty said to her.

Menty is you typical plastic, Barbie doll, slut who is mean to everyone, except the boys she victimizes. She annoys me since she sometimes acts nice to me and this we are close friends but is mean to my actual friends. She is so full of her self. She your classic slut that you simply can't help but hate. She has been crushing on Paul for quite a while but he has told me that he hates her since she is simply rude and annoying and has this tacky high voice.

And worst, she is a Directionator.

I don't like her that much. 

Welly and Antonia were listening to Grace laughing now and then. Suzy was texting her long term boyfriend Gavin.

I haven't told them about cancer. But I think I should, soon.

Suddenly,I felt cold arms wrap around my waist and quickly turned around, gasping a bit since I was surprised, to find Paul smiling. I have to admit, I half expected it to be Peter Pan. He asked if we could go outside to talk. I nodded waiving at my friends good bye and telling them I'll see them later. 

We sat on a bench when he brought up why I missed school.

"I was at a doctors appointment..." I said. 

"And?" he asked me.

"I have lung cancer."

"What!"

"I'm terminal." I said trying to be calm but I felt my eyes sting as small tears made there way down my face.

"But... You will die!" he said trembling with emotion as his voice tremble and slowly shatter at the end.

"I... I'm so sorry."

"And I am sorry but... I can't really take this... I just..." He shook his head. "I don't think I can continue this relationship."

"Are you braking up with me? Because of cancer?" I spat at him. 

"No," he said shaking his head, we were both crying because truthfully, we are two people in one world, not a couple. "We should see other people, I don't like you anymore... I'm sorry." he apologized with a small whisper. I nodded understanding.

"I know, I don't like you that much either..." I said honestly, because I've been raised to be honest with every body. 

"friends?" he asked. I shook my head. 

"No, I think we should be ... Two people. That's all. " he nodded and got up from the bench and walked away.

I stayed there, rethinking of what just happened. Not understanding exactly the situation.

Did I really just break up with Paul, the nicest guy at school.

How depressing life can be. 

I sniffles a tears as my friends came and sat with me.

After I told them what happened, Didi Boo wrapped her arms around me hugging my tightly as I snuggled my head against her neck. 

She didn't cry when she broke up with her Ex. But that's because I'm a crybaby. Unlike her I am emotional.

Grace pat my back, comforting me. Welly tried to make me laugh and Antonia was ready to beat up Paul for breaking my heart.

But I don't really think its a heart broken situation, it's more like a "you will never get a boyfriend again, because how dates a girl with cancer?" type of situation.

"Girls..." I said removing from Didi Boo's grasp and sit up strait. " I have cancer, I'm terminal." 

They gasped.

"Why didn't you tell us?" asked Grace. 

"Because you will take pity on me, I don't want that."

"We won't." they said making me feel like a lucky girl to use these lovely girl as my friends.

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*Later that day, going to bed.*

"Mom?" I said as she tucked me in bed because I still like to have a good night kiss.

"Uh-huh?"

"Paul and I split."

"And how do you feel about that?"

"Ok, I guess, nothing really. " 

"Well that, Honey, that relationship wasn't real." I nodded as she kiss the top of my head and said goodnight. I guess I was in the dark for thinking this was a real relationship. 

I closed my eyes and hoped to see Peter Pan in my dreams.


I blinked and found my self sitting in a orange bean bag. 

Humming to Perfect by Pink.

Peter Pan floated in front of me smiling. I smiled back weakly. He looked at me confused for the poor smile.

"I broke up with Paul." I said. He nodded and smiled widely and happily. Why?

"Why so happy about that?"

"I like you, and I don't like Paul." he said as he stood, taller than me. I got up, smiling. I never get up from the bean bag, weird.

"Can I give you a hug?" I asked.

"When ever you want." He said smiling. 

I gave him a hug, not feeling his physical touch, but I felt my insides busts in to flames of excitement and happiness. It felt like the best hug ever.

"And I like you, a lot." I whispered in his ear as he disappeared in to dream land leaving a must or sparkles or police dust behind.

Then I woke up. 








    



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A/N:

You know how it s a One Direction Fan Fiction, well hopefully, in chapter 6 or 7 I will be able to bring in 1D in this after I move on with the story:)

Bye!

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