Title: Life Unexpected
Pairing: Possible Adison, mention of others.
Author: me!
Rating: PG- 13
Summary: When Allison gets really sick, it's up to Adam and Kris to make the rest of her life the best that it could possible be. REWRITE OF CHOICE IS YOURS.
Disclaimer: Don't own the characters or idol fandom.
Warnings: Possible Character Death
Genre: Hurt/Comfort, Romance/Friendship
Timeline: Starts in early October.
Authors Note: This is a rewrite of the Choice is Yours. A new and improved version, except I choose where the story goes. I haven't been in the best of moods lately, so I am going to attempt to write something somewhat depressing.

Life Unexpected
Chapter 1

He received the horrible news one Saturday morning in early October. He was in his newly purchased home, spending the morning with his boyfriend, Drake, when he got the news. The news that would change his life forever.

Drake was blabbing on about his upcoming art project when Adam's cell phone rang. He took a quick glance at the caller ID, before deciding that he needed to take it.

"I need to take this, hun," Adam spoke. "It's important. Um, someone from the studio,"

"Huh? Oh… yeah," Drake replied, waiting patiently as Adam got up and left the room to take the phone call.

The reality was that it wasn't an important person from the studio. It wasn't even someone from the studio. It was one of his best friends, Allison Iraheta. He hated lying to Drake like that, but there was no way that he would ever understand the relationship that he has with the younger rocker. It was… a special kind of relationship. One that only the two understood. Drake wasn't… fond of the close relationship that he had with her.

So that was why he had to lie of his boyfriend to talk to his girl.

"Hey Alli!" Adam exclaimed, his usual jolly self. "I haven't talked to you, in like, forever!"

"Yeah," Alli spoke, her voice coming out raspier than normal. Adam had known that she had been sick for the past couple of weeks, but shrugged it off as the flu and nothing else. "Look, Adam, I… need to talk to you."

"Well, what is it?" he asked.

"It's pretty important. It'll be better if you can come over. Can you come over later?"

"I'll be over in fifteen minutes, Alli-Kat," he responded.

"Aren't you with Drake this morning?"

"Well, yeah, but if we need to talk, I can come right over," he replied.

"Okay, if you're sure. I just don't need Drake any angrier at me than he already is,"

"I'll be there in fifteen minutes, okay?"

"Yeah,"

"Love you, sis,"

"Love you too, Adam,"

Adam sighed and ended the call before walking back into the other room.

"I have to go over to Allison's, Drake; I'll be back in an hour or so. If I'll be longer, I'll call, okay?" he asked. Not that he really needed permission or anything. He would go even if he didn't want him to go.

"But… fine," Drake sighed. He knew that Adam was going to go anyways. He thought the world of that girl.

And that worried him.

Adam left without saying another word; worried what could possibly be so important that she couldn't tell him over the phone.

***

By the time that Adam had reached the house that Allison lived in with her mother and father, he was worried sick. Every possibility of what was going on with Alli had gone through his mind, some more than once. He had no idea what it could be, but he had a feeling that it wouldn't be pleasant.

Adam walked up to the front door of the Iraheta's home and rang the doorbell. Carlos, her father, answered the door.

"Adam, please. Come in, come in," he said, gesturing for the older rocker to come in.

"Thank you Mr. Iraheta,"

Adam followed Allison's father into the living room, where he saw Allison curled up on her side on the couch, under a bunch of blankets despite the fact that it was relatively warm in the house.

He studied her. She was asleep, curled up on her side. The blankets were covering all the way up to her neck.

She looked so… peaceful, but ill at the same time.

"Go ahead and wake her up, she fell asleep a couple minutes ago," Carlos said, sitting next to his wife on the adjacent couch.

"Wake up Alli-Kat," Adam said, rubbing her back. "Come on, sweetie." He continued to gently stroke her back until she woke up.

"Ada!" she exclaimed, a smile growing upon her lips and her face growing brighter.

She reached her arms up to reach Adam's neck. He helped her out a little, reaching down so she could hug her easier. Adam hugged her back, a laugh escaping his mouth.

"I missed you," they both said simultaneously. They laughed, and Adam took a seat next to Allison. Who had grabbed all her blankets and once again wrapped them around herself.

"So, what was it that you needed to tell me, Al? You have me really worried,"

"Well…" she started off, having no idea how she should break the news to him. "You know how I've been really sick lately?"

"Yeah," he replied.

"Well… I went to the doctors because I should have gotten better weeks ago, and they ran some tests, and…" she trailed off. She started to get tears in her eyes.

"Allison, what's wrong?" Adam asked.

"She has cancer, Adam," her mother said.

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