"Yeah. I know, you don't have to come back until you have a break again. I'm totally fine here. My grandma is doing just fine and my sister is going through treatment very well. I'll just need Skypes with you, El, and the boys. Don't worry." It had been a month since I got the call in Paris. Since I rushed here with my best friend and my boyfriend. Niall had gone back to the tour, but Trent stayed with me.
My grandma was doing perfectly well, but my sister had fallen ill. She had leukemia, which is a bone marrow and blood cancer. Jill's was mainly in her bone marrow, but there had been a donor that matched and she would get the transplant in less than two months.
I kind of felt bad, because she had to lose her wonderful blonde locks to chemo, so I shaved my hair to make up for it. It was starting to grow in fuzzy and close to black again. I kind of liked it gone, but I wouldn't argue with it growing back. Lots of people stared, but I didn't care. It was for my sister.
"Is Niall coming back soon? I miss him!" Niall and her had grown very close, since she used to despise One Direction. But she was warming up to them.
"Yes, baby. He'll be back soon." My heart did a backflip at the thought. I hadn't seen him in a while, and missed him. Even though we Skyped every night.
I know you are wondering, so I'll tell you. No, we have not had that "special night" yet. So no, we are waiting to see if everything works out, whether or not to have sex. There ya go.
"Are you two going to get married? Am I gonna be an Aunt one day?" I chuckled at her thoughts. She, in her cancer state, reminded me of an older Lottie, the little girl I had met at the park with Niall and Harry. We had last talked a week ago.
I was overjoyed to hear that she was doing very well, her hair was like Jamie Lee Curtis' now, but blonde. Delia had told me that they thought they could get her to be mostly cancer free by the time she was ten, so in about three years. Her birthday had been a month ago, and I felt so bad that I never sent her a gift. So I visited her the day I found out my Grandma was okay, but that was the day we found out about Jill.
She was a patient at the same hospital as Lottie. Coincidentally, her room was three doors down (Haha, band reference) on the other side of the hall. They had become good friends too. You know how they say, "It's a small world."? Well, it really is.
"Ah, we have to go. Job interviews!" Yes, Trent and I were trying to get jobs, we didn't want to live off my Grandma, Trent was interviewing at Hollister, me at Journey's. God I loved that store.
"May the odds be ever in our favor." I eyed Trent, and she burst out laughing. Hunger Games quote there. Wow, this was just coincidence city over here.
We parted ways as we got to the mall, both of us off to our interviews. I really wanted to be able to support myself, and know that I can be independent. With the exception of Trent. And I wanted to prove to myself that I could go and do something for myself, yeah, I'd probably ask my Grandma for some money for tuition and crap for college, but I could maybe get the rest of it on my own, once I got enough money.
Yes, I did want to go to college. I wanted to be a pediatrician since I was about ten, and I qualified for a scholarship at my old school, I was the top academic student in our grade.
Back to the job interview, I personally think that it went well, but they said that they had one more applicant left, so they would call me if I got the job. Figures.
"Babe! Did you get it? I did!" She was so giddy, "I don't know yet, they said they'd call me if I did." She shrugged and we were off to eat.
My favorite thing to do.