Living The Dream

DYLANNES POV

"You were amazing baby" Adam whispered in my ear after we just finished a round of incredible sex.

"No that's you Adam" I replied kissing him. He blushed. Adam is so gentle, and caring, which makes me always want to smile. We stayed in his bed for a while, cuddling before Adam began to move.

"I'm gonna go get a drink, do you want anyting?"

"I'll take a water please babe" He kissed my forehead, and headed into the kitchen.

I rolled over in his king sized bed, and took a deep breath of his pillow. He smells so sexy. I could get used to this. My thoughts were quickly interupted by Adam returning and turning on the lights. The brigtness of the lights made my mirgaine from hell return.

"Hey babe, do you have any Advil?"

He came rushing over to the bed. "Why, did I hurt you?" he asked rubbing my arm.

I blushed at his sweetness. "No Adam, you didn't. I've just been having some really bad migraines recently that's all.

Adam walked into his bathroom, and quickly returned with 2 advil in hand. "Here take these." He handed me the Advil and continued. "If this doesn't get better in a couple of days, I want you to go to the doctor. You could have a concussion."

I agreed that once finals were done I would go to the doctor if my migranes didn't go away.

After I took the Advil, Adam threw on a movie, and we spent a couple of hours in his bed cuddling and making out. I decided to get up, and head to my dorm, and pack up my stuff to bring to Adams. I also had some last minute studying to do for my finals. Adam and I said our goodbyes, and I headed over to my dorm room at harvard for the last time.

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Finals were done, and too cool off I decided to head to the rink. I planned to skate for my last time this season, and then head over to the team doctor because these damn migraines are still here.

Adam texted me, asking me sweetly to go to the doctor, because he was worried about me. It makes me happy to see how much Adam cares about me.

I went and knocked on Marty's door, the team doctor, and he answered.

"Hey Dyl, what's up?"

"Hi Marty, I've been having some really bad migraines recently, and I was just wondering if I could get some tests done to see what's going on"

"Of course. Our machines are down right now, but we can go to the hospital and get some done."

Marty and I headed over the hospital to get a concussion test and an MRI. I quickly texted Adam and told him I was going to the doctor, before my tests begun.

After a couple of hours after the test the doctor came into my room with a worried look on his face.

"How bad is my concussion sir?"

He took a deep breath, "I'm so sorry Dylanne, you don't have a concussion..." He paused. Why is he sorry. This is good news. "You have cancer."

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