One More Night..... To Live While We're Young!

Sequel to "I Am An Artist! I Am Here To Live Out Loud!"
Tella recovers from her illness..... but how for how long? Will she get through it? If she does.... Will there be more tragedies? And will discoveries she makes affect her brother Niall, the boy she may get back together with (Harry) dispite what she still thinks he did, her best friends Sarah and Shannon, the other boys of One Direction? And......... If she does die..... will Harry be able to move on? Will Niall be able to forgive himself? Read to find out!
Authors Note: May need to read the first one to understand.


8. True Love's Kiss

Louis' POV:

"Get me that wheelchair over there please." Harry says sniffling back more tears.


"No... I want to see her. If-if this'll be the last time. I-I need to see her."


"Please Lou. Please..."

I finally let him. I just don't want to see him hurt. I just don't want to get hurt again. Seeing my best friend dead and the other one crying over her.... It's too much.

Harry's POV:

We get to her room. Sarah and Liam see me come in and walk out to give me privacy, "We're goin to Niall's room if you need us."

"Okay, thanks."

"Same here." Lou says.

I try to stand up, the pain is overwhlming but I can do it. "Hey Tella."

"Ya I guess I'm fine..." I say pretending I'm talking to her. I stroke her hair as tears go down my face. "Oh how I wish.... that was," I sing. Then I say, "me." as the tears stream down my face.

"I love you Tells. Please don't leave me now...... Please...."

"Remember... you said- you said..... we'd get married. Have fun, be free, have kids..... Live together 'till we die..... Not-not live together for a moment and-and lose one another. I LOVE YOU! ............ I love you...... I need you, Tellise Anna Horan."

I kiss her lips.

Tella's POV:

It was dark. I could hear him... no I could see him. I could see him talking to me. Am I dead? I think so.......

Harry's going to be so depressed.... so sad without me there..... I DON'T WANT TO DIE! I DON'T WANT TO DIE! I WANT TO LIVE.... I WANT TO HAVE A FAMILY AND MARRY THE MAN OF MY DREAMS..... to live happily and grow old with him..... to see my brother.......

Harry then kissed me. It was like fireworks. Wait... I can feel it! I can feel it! I breathed in heavily through my nose and kissed him back. Harder and faster within every moment....

He then pulled away and looked at me shocked, "Tella! Your... Your okay!" he then hugged me as he sobbed in happiness

"AGH!" we bith said.

"Maybe we should just um... airhug for now."

"For you.... I'd take all the pain in the world..... just to kiss you again."

And he did. It felt like minutes... seconds but it was worth it. I felt him smile against my lips. I smiled back.

"LOU!!! LOU!!!"

"AGH! why are you shouting?"

Suddenly Louis barged in, "You oka- OH MY GOD! TELLA!!! YOUR ALIVE!!!"


It's been a week since my "resurection." We've all recovered welI, except I feel so bad for Shannon..... the baby didn't make it. Apparanlty they didn't tell her till the day after I came back to life. We all sobbed, but we got through it and Niall and Shannon are okay. We decided to just try and be happy.... and also they said they were a bit young anyways. After a few days, we celebrated Liam and my birthday. We got soooo drunk (well except for Li and Sarah... they always sleep early) .... and well it led to a very fun spin the bottle.... It was pretty intense. I don't want to get into the details, but let just say... in the end Harry and I were in bed. Shh!

I woke up the next morning with a horrible hangover. Then I noticed I was naked.... urgh..... I get up and put on a bra, underwear, a blouse and some jeans. My under religion burned..... ugh....... I then walked down the stairs and made some coffee. I then went to the living room and started watching tv. I then decided to make some french toast, bacon and pancakes. The coffee really helped me with the hangover. Suddenly I hear someone coming down the stairs. They finally got down with a loud bang.

"Ow." I then see it's Niall...

"Be careful..... don't wanna hurt yourseld again."

"Hahah very funny.... So watcha cookin?"


"Yes!" I look at him ( *-.-*) <----- like that, "Right, I'll let you finish."

"Well as I said... I'm making bacon, pancakes and I finished the french toast."

"Cool!" he takes like 10 peices and walks away. I then make more as I wait for everyone to come down.


Little did I know, Harry had a surprise later that night.




True loves kiss........


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