The California sun peeks through the window. I won't lie in the past I would have someone next to me. I immediately joke up when I hear music. Is that no? It can't be. I stand and slip some pants on.

Sitting there perfectly in last nights dress, her hair out and no longer pale. On the piano she plays, I had no idea I am in complete admiration. I sit next to her and she continues to play.

"Is that secret love song?" I ask her, she nods counting to play. "Your really good."
"Thanks." She turns her head and stops. "Keep going." I see her gulp down.


Dianna's POV:

Ok maybe Kidney disease won't kill me. But a heart attack, Harry Style next to me shirtless what could be life threatening. "Keep going." I gulp down. How can when you are attempting to kill me?

He presses down on the piano key and lightly bumps me. I can't help but smile, "Play something else."

I don't even have to think.


Just stop your crying
It's a sign of the times
We gotta get away from here
We gotta get away from here



I sing out loud. "Very funny." He pokes his tongue out I continue to play and sing.


Just stop your crying
It'll be alright
They told me that the end is near
We gotta get away from here



I don't mean to sound bias or cliche but this song really helped me. It made me realise that even though these times in my life are bad there is nothing to cry about, because well I can't change it. And deep down I hope and pray it will be alright and even if it's not I still have so much to be grateful for. I am just going to let the chips fall and enjoy every single moment I can.



We are interrupted by Harry's phone. "Sorry I need to get that." I watch him leave and close the sliding door. I continue to play on the piano.

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We meet my dad downstairs for breakfast that I proudly eat.

"So Disneyland?" Harry suggest, the inner child in me beams. I stand up apparently way too fast. My palm rests on the table I shut my eyes and take breathe. "It's ok take all the time you need, go slow" Harry says rushing to my aid.

"harry is right, Di." My dad speaks. "I'm fine" I breathe heavily and frustrated.

"Disneyland lets go." I say with enthusiasm.


We arrive to Disneyland and to my surprise no one has noticed Harry. The sun shines on this beautiful day, my dad and Harry engage in a conversation a little further up, I think the sun takes it toll. All I see ahead is blurriness and dizziness ignites. Oh god please no just one day it's all I ask.

I start to lose my balance and grab onto nothing!

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