LIBBY FRENCH
march 24th 2019
01:03 AM
"does the idea that at any moment in the next twenty three hours one of us could just die, frighten you, tom?" i asked, i knew it would be a personal question, and maybe too far fetched. but we had only known each other for around half an hour and we were already walking in a park holding hands.
"i must admit, yes, yes it does. what about you?" he turned his full attention towards me.
i looked up at him and scrunched my nose slightly in thought. do i lie, or give a honest answer.
"no, it doesn't." honest.
he forced his eyebrows to rise in question, moving his hand out of mine and putting it around my shoulder instead. "why's that?"
"well, i don't want to sound dispiriting but i don't have someone to miss me, nor a legacy i'm scared of leaving behind. it's not as if i've left a stone unturned, if i have no stones to begin with."
it was quite insightful of me, i had always been a pessimist, but for a peculiar reason, to say i felt quite the optimist.
"that makes sense. why be scared of the inevitable if the inevitable is always around the corner." he quoted me. this man who had just walked into my life- quoted me.
"woah, hold up a second, where did you hear that?" i asked, i was rather shocked- my books hardly got any purchases, not much love or interest, how did this man know a quote from my first ever sample.
"i read it somewhere once, in this novel, i was on set i think, somewhat bored, it was a fantastic read really. i cant seem to remember the author."
i let out a sigh, what were the odds, being told i'm dying, meeting the man of my dreams, that man also knowing of my own work.
"she seems rather knowledgeable." i stated smugly- i felt proud, i was rooting for myself in the race of life and it felt as if i had nearly crossed the finish line.
"how'd you know they are a 'she'?" he questioned me, when he caught onto the smug look on my face his eyes widened slightly, mouth agape. he turned me in his grasp and placed his hand gently on my cheeks.
"screw pretending to fall in love with you, libby french, you're the woman of my dreams."
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eventually * HIDDLESTON
Fanfictionlibby and tom both have their countdown and are slowly anticipating their end. based off of the book 'they both die at the end' by adam silvera.
