The next two weeks were hell.

Ailish went downhill. You comforted Danny before making Andi your full-time confidant. You'd tell her everything. How Danny was coping being the main subject. And at the same time you'd comfort her too. 

At night, you'd pray. You didn't know why. You didn't know if it would make a difference but to you, it felt helpful. You didn't want Danny to lose his mum. You knew it really would come down on him like a ton of bricks. It would just crush his spirits. 

Everyday you'd both go to the hospital just after lunch and you'd stay there for God knows how long. Sometimes, you'd stay overnight. The next morning you'd both wake up, with half the energy you had the day before. You'd both take it in turns to go home and have a shower and maybe get some sleep. 

This was your routine for two weeks. That is, until some news came. 

You're sitting with Danny at the hospital. He has his arm around you. You sit staring into space before the nurse who was examining Ailish comes out of her room. You nudge Danny. 

"Dan, wake up" you whisper. He fell asleep on your shoulder but you don't mind. You know he's exhausted. 

Danny's eyes flutter open before you all listen to the nurse. 

"I have some good news" The nurse starts. "Ailish's condition has improved rather dramatically. It's quite unusual for it to happen overnight. But we can guarantee, she will live". 

As soon as the nurse finishes, Danny looks at you before you both hug. You laugh and you begin to cry with happiness. Ailish will live. You just get overwhelming feelings of happiness.

"My God she's going to live" Danny whispers, thin lines of happiness staining his cheeks. You nod with a grin. "Yeah Dan. It's okay. She is going to live" you tell him. Once again he hugs you before he eventually goes to hug his siblings. 

You go and rejoice with his siblings too before eventually Danny comes back over to you. He takes your hand. "Thank you Y/N" he says with a smile. "For being there for me through all of this. I couldn't have done it without you" Danny whispers. You smile.

Before you can reply, Danny leans in and places a gentle kiss on your lips. You don't care that everyone is looking. You do care about what Danny just said. You helped him. If it wasn't for Andi you maybe would have struggled. But you feel happy. You helped him through the two week hell. And his mum survived.

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So this is the final part of Imagine 30! I hope you enjoyed this one. 

Some of the feelings and emotions I took from when my gran took ill and then sadly passed away in 2012 and when I comforted my cousins. And when they comforted me. 

~ Dayna