A/N- TGIF!!💃💃 Despite everything and the challenges we face everyday, we are still grateful we have life.
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"You both should have fun." My mom said.
"Don't forget to take loads of pictures and send them to us so that we can know you are actually having fun." Mason's mom said after my mom.

"Yeah, and don't forget to Skype us once in a while. Not like everytime so it doesn't look like we are saying you shouldn't have your freedom but enough for us to know you're still alright and breathing. Also,..." My mom was saying when I interrupted her.

"Mom is alright. We'll be fine so don't worry about us." I smiled and hugged my mom tightly. She really worries too much.
"Okay... Okay,"  My mom took a deep breath, possibly to soothe her racing heart before she continued, "I'm super calm now. I just can't believe that this is the same Hailey I gave birth to not too long ago, taking a huge adult step and going off on her own into the world. Taking a trip with nothing but her duffle bag and her close friend. This feels surreal."

I pulled back from the hug and laughed. My mom was really taking this too far. It's not like I'm getting married or something. I'm just taking a trip, a two weeks trip may I add and she's fretting.
"One, you gave birth to me almost eighteen years ago. That's enough time for my growth. Two, I'm not going off on my own to the world. I'm just taking a trip to like two countries," Then I came closer to her to whisper the reassuring words she needed to hear,"Lastly, I know you're scared that I won't come back to say my final goodbye but I promise to try my best to come back. So mom, you can stop worrying. I'll be fine."

Mom's voice cracked as she put her forehead on mine, "Please come back to me."
I nodded solemnly as I pulled away. We waved them by as we passed the checking point. Everything else was uneventful as we finally boarded the plane.

As I settled down on my seat beside Mason, everything finally started getting real. I was finally doing this.
"We're finally doing this." Mason said as he laced my fingers with his.
I nodded solemnly as I placed my head on his shoulder as the sleeping pills were finally kicking in. My doctor advised that I sleep throughout the flight.

Our first stop was Paris, to see the Eiffel tower. Paris was so fun.
When we wanted to check into our room, I convinced Mason that I could try get us a room. I wanted to prove that he wasn't the only one who could speak French fluently. I'm not going to tell you all about my failure that day 'cause honestly it's so embarrassing. All I know is that while trying to attempt to get us a room, I managed to say that the receptionist weiner was small. The question is how does one go from asking about a room, to criticizing someone's weiner. Only me. And do you want to know what Mason was doing while I was trying to weasel my way out of calling the receptionist weiner small. He was videoing me and laughing. The receptionist thinking we did this as a dare refused to give us a room. To cut an even longer story short, we were kicked out for being rude to a staff. I felt like screaming it wasn't intentional but Mason's laughter actually contradicted my honest mistake.

I obviously let Mason speak when we were checking into the hotel, didn't want to accuse someone of having sexual disease. Who knows? Things like that just happen, if you want to doubt me look at the weiner mistake.
We took so many pictures at the Eiffel tower with me being a total goofball and Mason just being him. I brought three Polaroids so we could take as many pictures as possible. I also brought an empty album I planned to fill with as much pictures as possible. I labelled the album 'The List.'

Everything was going on fine, we were having fun and sending pictures to our parents. Our two weeks were almost done, the only thing on the list was to attend the 5SOS concert. Then my cancer decided to be an annoying fun spoiler. It was like 'I'm here! Don't you dare forget about me!"

I started throwing up in the morning, running a very bad temperature and having a very splitting headache.
Mason spent the whole morning trying to get me back to normal by trying to give me food so I can take my pills. I kept throwing it up until the seventh time when I didn't throw it up. After that everything normalised and the only thing was that I was so weak that they only thing I could do was stay in bed.
Mason never complained during the whole stuff. He even held my hair when I was throwing up. I felt so bad that I already ruined today for him.

"You must hate me." I muttered weakly as I cushioned my head on my pillow.
Mason's face already sporting a frown turned to me looking confused, "And why would I do that?" He was sitting on a chair in the room as he fumbled with his laptop. I had no idea what he was doing.
"Because I ruined today for you. I mean we were supposed to see 5SOS today and my body decided that it's today it wants to be stupid."

Sometimes I just wonder why Mason still stuck with me. I mean he's meant to be at school right now being a jock and breaking so many hearts, yet he's here countries away from home, doing my list with me.

Mason looked at me like I was the most dense person he's ever met, "I can't hate you for something that isn't your fault. And even if it is, hate is a really a strong word. I can never hate you Hails. You are my Hail, you came into my life and put my life in disorganized order and that's the best thing that ever happened to me. From the day you pushed me down the stairs, we bonded forever."

I turned my face to wall as a tear rolled down my right cheek. I'm not usually emotional so I blame it on three things, one, my cancer and two, Mason for speaking that way and with the way sincerity laced his voice and his eyes. I never knew I meant that much to him. Argh! My emotions are just all over the place today.
Mason rounded the bed and sat down right beside me as he softly used his left palm to clean my tears. Yeah, I didn't know more flowed out already.
He bent down and kissed me tenderly on my forehead. It wasn't weird 'cause he does that some times, so it was all shades of normal.

"Don't be sad, okay? You didn't ruin anything for me. Besides we are here 'cause of you so you don't owe me anything," Then with mischief in his eyes he bent down to whisper in my ear, "If it's any consolation, I hate 5SOS. I don't know how you listen to that type of music. So if anything, I actually feel relieved that I don't get to go. So by all means, don't feel bad at all."

I narrowed my eyes at him, "So all the times I got you their album as part of your birthday gift, that was faked happiness?"
"Yup." He smirked.
"Jerk." I said with a wobbly smile as I hit his chest lightly, feeling considerably better emotionally. Mason just knows the right thing to say at every moment.
"Butttt... If it's any consolation," He said as he got his laptop and faced it in my direction, "I got the opportunity to stream their concert live so you don't actually miss out. Plus, you can actually go back home with a completed list."

I shot up sharply from the bed but a huge bout of bile stopped me cold. Guess I haven't fully recovered for such quick movement.
"Easy there." Mason said as he sat down beside me and crawled under the duvet, then placed my head on his chest and the laptop on his lap as we tuned into a direct stream.
"How is this even possible?" I asked him as I nestled closer to him.
"A magician never reveals his secret." He smiled as we continued seeing the concert.

I can't believe that there's someone in this world that can actually sacrifice so much for me. It seems like I'm in an alternate universe or living someone else's life.
Mason fell asleep during the concert but I watched it till the end. After the concert was done, I placed his laptop on the night stand. I tapped him so he could adjust to a sleeping position.

"Ohhh... You're done. So sorry I fell asleep. How was it?" He asked as he sleepily rubbed his eyes.
"Yeah, I am and it worth every second. Thank you so much for this. It really means a lot to me."
He swatted his hand in the air, "Don't worry about it. Here to serve and please." He said as he settled in a sleeping position and pulled me closer to his chest.
"Goodnight Doll."
"Night Mase."

It wasn't long before Mason's breath evened out, meaning he already fell asleep. As I studied Mason's calm face as he slept and studied his sharp jawline. As I remembered his calm demeanor when dealing with my crisis this morning till this evening, I knew I have made my decision. I want to see this face for as long as I can.
So I carefully slipped out of the bed so that I don't mistakenly wake Mason up. I went to where I placed my phone and dialed my Doctor's number. After three rings, he picked up. Without giving space for pleasantries, I launched into the reason I called.

"I think I'll like to attempt the surgery. When can you fit in me for evaluation and examination to see if I'm still qualified for the surgery?" I asked my doctor.
After he told me the date and all I needed to know, I told him to have a lovely day and I hung up
As I stared at Mason's sleeping face, I knew that I have found a reason to fight for my life.
I'll be fighting for my Mason, and I know I made the right decision 'cause he's worth it.

If I can just have an extra two weeks with him before I finally leave earth and if this surgery can give me that, trust me when I say I will be taking it with no hesitation.

A/N- Atta girl! About time Hailey.

Till the next update,
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