The doctor told me. He told me what was wrong, I wish he didn't tell Harry though, he is going to be even more depressed.
The doctor told me it was hard to know when I would die, which I hoped was a good amount of time left but life goes by fast and I wanted to make the most of my time.
I also wanted Harry to have the time of his life with me while he had it. I wasn't hoping for a cure or to just get better, I knew I was going to die and I accepted it.
The doctor said I was free to go after he got my medicine. I was interrupted by my thought when my eyes met Harry's, green, tear filled ones, walking in my room.
He came over to me and broke down holding my hand.
"Shhh...Harry it's okay"
"No it's not" he said with a cracked voice.
"Yes it is, i still have some time left Harry, please let's just make the best of it"
Harry looked me straight into the eyes with complete confusion.
"You don't even have hope to get better?"
"It is what it is" I said softly.
"I'm not going to just sit around watching my angel die, I won't stop fighting for you Megan, you deserve so much. You deserve to live and I am going to raise as much money as I can to pay for treatment, your not letting go" he said cupping my face with his hands, as we were both crying.
"I don't want you to have to work to earn money for me...I love you and if you love me you won't put yourself aside just for me again Harry, I want to do something for you" I whispered to him.
"Fine, I'll tell you what I want you to do for me then" Harry said in a seen but hurt, cracking voice.
"I want you to promise me you will stay strong, because I want you to live, not just for you but for me"
I was shocked...I haven't thought about it the way Harry thought about it. Harry loved me and I am saying it is what it is if I die, he needs me and i need him.
"We need to tell your parents though, they may want to know"
"They don't care"
"Of course they d-" I cut him off.
"They don't Harry. Were they here when I was in the hospital last week? No, they probably didn't even give it a second thought"
He didn't reply, probably realizing that I was angry about it but I decided to not say another word and wait for the doctor to release me so I could go back to Harry's and rest.
Megan was finally released from the hospital and I felt so broken up inside. She is going to be okay, she has too.
When we arrived home I made sure Megan was settled and doing something while I went straight to the the computer to check different jobs available...I wanted to go to college but it's either Megan or collage. Im choosing Megan.
It would take a while for me to find a job but I knew I would somewhere, I was determined too. I had to raise money for her, I would do anything.
As I browsed through the adds I can upon the Xfactor auditions. I clicked and started reading, just out of curiosity. 'The winner of this singing show will receive 100,000 dollars and a record deal'
100,000 dollars. That kept circling my head, over and over again. It finally bit me that I should sign up for it, I loved to sing, I loved Megan.
I ran upstairs to my bedroom where Megan was already asleep, since it was midnight and I jumped on the bed startling her.
"God Harry what did you do that for?" She said in a sleepy tone of voice.
"I know how to raise the money" I said excitedly.
"How?" She said as she started drifting of to sleep again.
"I'm signing up for the xfactor"
"The xfactor? Isn't that a singing competition?"
"Yeah...but think about it Megan, if I win I will receive 100,000 dollars for you to be okay, also I will receive a record deal and we can be rich and live in a huge house, we would have everything....together" I probably sounded a bit cheesy and daydreamy, but I didn't care.
He was absolutely crazy, he sounded like a teenage girl wanting the perfect life. I couldn't blame him for dreaming though, I know how much he loved to sing, and I know how much he loves me.
"Harry but what if you don't win?" Suddenly all that hope in his eyes seemed to fade away.
He scooted closer to me on the bed and wrapped his arms around my waist.
"Then I will will work my ass off for you, Megan you will be okay, I promise"
I rolled my eyes and turned away from him.
"You can't promise something like that Harry" I said, about to cry.
I have to admit, I was scared. I didn't want to go through all the sickness, dying. I used to want to die, but Harry does something to me which makes me feel alive, he makes me want to live.
I was kind shirt to hear him say I promise about me not dying, because you can't promise a person something that you don't control. He doesn't have a say in whether I die or not, he can only try to change the direction.
"Babe, I'm sorry, it's just- I don't want to lose you" he whispered softly in my ear.
"I know...we will talk about this more in the morning Harry...I'm just so tired"
Harry got up and turned the lights off, the. Climbed back into bed wrapping his warm, soft arms around me.
This was flight to be one hell of a journey, and a hard one.
Here is another chapter! Sorry if it was boring...wasn't sure where I as going with it but I managed. Ily and OMG merry Christmas to all of you!!! Xxxx
I will try and upload Christmas Day but I'm not sure so don't expect anything..but you never know! Ily ok. Bye:)