Niall's POV

Everyone has their own perspective on life.
Everyone chooses to look at things differently.
And in the end, how you choose to look at life's obstacles can make all the difference.
It defines you as a person, and it's what makes you who you are.
You can imagine what I was feeling when the doctor looked me in the eye and emotionlessly told me I was dying.
I was a pretty normal kid, For the most part.
I had parents but it sure didn't feel like it. They worked endlessly to put food on the table, and I only had one brother, who seemed to hate me. I got sick a lot as a kid but we could never afford to go to the doctor.
I stayed home from school at least once a week my whole first year of school. It started getting better, and I was tired of being sick, so I never told anyone when I wasn't feeling good.

I pushed through it and acted completely normal, and after a while, that's what I convinced myself I was.
All the getting sick when I was younger ended up being the beginning symptoms of tuberculosis.
It was because I had always had a weak immune system, so my body didn't fight off disease correctly.
When the doctor first told me, I felt nothing. I was in shock. I didn't know what to feel so I didn't feel anything.
I sat there, frozen and not saying anything.
His words slowly sunk in, and tears sprang in the corners of my eyes.
Funny thing is, being given 90 days to live turned out to be the best thing that ever happened to me.

Notes

THIS IS NOT THE OFFICIAL PROLOGUE!
This is just kind of a peak inside the story.
i decided to post this now to see if anyone will actually read it and what you guys think, so far.
The main story line follows Niall, Harry, and Adria, (ah-dree-uh) and as Niall finds out he only has 90 days to live, the things they go through as Niall completes his bucket list. Which may involve telling a certain beat friend of his how he feels about her... Which may not make Harry too happy.
I hope you guys give this story a chance and let me know if u would like the first chapter!:)
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