********* PRESENT DAY **********

Brooklyn's POV

"Isn't it nice to look at the past?" I said to Emma, who was sitting in her bed of the new remodelled apartment. I shut my diary close and slipped it in the bookshelf, near my writing chair.
"And to think, this was two years ago." Emma responded. Niall came upstairs and greeted us gladly.
"Hello ladies." He said. He shifted over to me and kissed me on the cheek.
"Get a room!" Emma said.
"Well, maybe if you get out."
"Ew no, this is my room."
"Of course. Sorry Emma." Niall apologized. I laughed and I walked out, Niall did the same. All of a sudden he smashed me against the hallway walls.
"Brooklyn.." He whispered into my ear.
"What." The walls gave me a headache.
"Happy 2 year anniversary."
"Oh my gosh I forgot!" The shock on my face was priceless. He was totally falling for it. "I'm so sorry. How can I repay you!"
"Like this." He pulled out a little box and opened it.
"Niall it's beautiful!" It was a necklace that said "Brooklyn" and then "Niall" right beside it in silver with a light gold chain. "I love It! Thank you so much."
"Well, lets go downstairs and have dinner." He said. "Emma!" He surprisingly called.
"Gimme a sec!" She said angrily, yet joyful. I was confused. Why did he call her? I walked down the stairs, as I notice a dinner for two in the kitchen with candlelight and wine.
"Anniversary dinner, you like?" He said.
"I love." He took my hand and escorted me to the table. I sat down and noticed Emma running down the stairs.
"Here you go Niall, have a great night Brooklyn." She said and quickly ran back up.
"What was that about?" I said, my head turned the other way. Niall quickly slipped something under the table as I looked over.
"Oh nothing, I don't know.."
"But she gave you somethi-" he interrupted me.
"Listen, I have something to read to you."
"Go ahead." I said. He pulled out the diary slowly—my eyes in shock—, and showed me the page. He wrote in it a two years ago in the last page of the book, I was shocked, and so he started to read.

Niall's POV

“ Niall's point of view.

July 6th 2013

Brooklyn, you might not know this, but I took your diary when your dad captured you. Emma showed me, so now I'm writing, In the car, at midnight.

I was shocked to find what you write, pretty much you vent in here without anyone knowing, all your secrets— the truth— could get you killed. I would never want that, from the moment I met you, everything changed. All the guys told me it was worth it, and I should never give up. So I never gave up, on that moment I met you. Emma made the right decision, you could've been all torn up, and broken from all those mistakes. Emma could've not of had a sister, If I wouldn't of met you girls, I would be torn as well.

You see I didn't have the best pop star life before I met you, that's why I quit, quit my dreams to be with you. I don't regret any step of it. I love you both, but that's all that matters. I used to cry every night, thinking of why I ended up like I was, I felt like I couldn't change. I used to self-harm a little to make myself feel better. It only made myself feel worse.

I've had so many adventures with you, I wish that we could have more. It's pretty amazing how I've ended up now, meeting you. It makes me feel so much better to have a life now, not crammed with paparazzi and fan. You're my #1 fan.

Forever and always,
Niall. ”

"Niall that was beautiful." Brooklyn said crying, her mascara smudging. "Thank you, for this amazing night."
"Thank you for all the memories we've had in the past, the past we just recited all over again." I said. "But, there's something I have to ask you."
"Niall if this is about proposing I'm not ready."
I laughed. "It's not about that, at all actually." I sniffed, I knew it was going to be hard to tell.
"Well, whenever you're ready."

"Ever since everything ended and two years past. I've been coming and going. Well that was to go to the doctors. They checked me up the first time and told me..." I paused, holding up my tears. "That I have cancer. A rare kind as well."

At that moment, Brooklyn ran over to me and burst out crying, tears washing up in my tux.
"Oh, Brooklyn. You shouldn't be the one crying, I should. You'll miss me, I know that, but they are trying to treat it, and so far, I've been healthy."
"So, does that mean..."
"I might have a chance to live."
"We'll see."
"I'm going to fight it, for you."
"I love you, don't ever give up."
"I love you too."

Notes

So. This is the end. BY THE WAY.. what this whole story revolved around was Brooklyn's diary, she wrote in it everyday, capturing the memories from the past two years. This chapter represented the present day, two years later, with them.. Reading the diary. So, all if this was a flashback until now you say? Yes, yes it was.

Make sure to stay tuned, there might b a mini series sequel for this, capturing Niall's breakthrough on things.
Love you all, stay tuned for the next story. ~ArtsyFartsyGurł