Chapter 11 - Damn the stars, it was their fault

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After the dilemma with the paparazzi, I stole off to the cinema room in the large mansion that was Hawthorne House. 
I rubbed my eyes, red and swollen from crying. 
"This little beggar has never seen the flash of a camera before she's as broke as shit and wanted a picture with me because we all know she's still in love with me like a sore fucking loser!" Grayson's words repeated over and over again in my head. 
There was one thing that he said that was right though. 

I've never seen the flash of a camera. 

There is no way that I could still be in love with Grayson Davenport Hawthorne. 

Could I?

No, I couldn't. 
I flicked through the movies that were featured in the cinema that the Hawthorne's owned and chose 'The Fault In Our Stars.' I've probably seen it a million times, you can ask Kirk and Carson, but it will always be my favourite movie and I don't think I'll ever get sick of it. 

"I'm in love with you, and I know that love is just a shout into the void, and that oblivion is inevitable, and that we're all doomed and that there will come a day when all our labor has been returned to dust, and I know the sun will swallow the only earth we'll ever have, and I am in love with you," I shout, reciting the words as I watch Ansel Elgort as Gus say the words to Hazel played by Shailene Woodley. "Sorry."
I mimic his movements as I sit, watching the movie. 
Suddenly, it cuts to the scene where they're doing 'it.'
I shriek as I partially cover my eyes from the scene, peaking through the gaps in my hands. 
"Malacey?" I hear a voice say as someone enters the cinema room. 
I quickly press pause on the movie to look at whoever walked in. 
"Grayson?" I scoff as I look at the swollen-eyed boy. "You look like you've just been in a brawl. What happened to you?"
He raised an eyebrow at me before looking up at the screen. 
"'The Fault In Our Stars'?" he laughed, looking back at me. "Really, Belladonna?"
"What?" I cross my arms at him. "It's, like, the best movie ever!"
"You've seen this a million times!" he exclaimed as he walked over to sit in a chair a few down from me, but close enough for me to hear him. 
"Well, you're sitting here, so you surely agree that it is the best movie," I said, pressing play on the movie. 
I watched him shrug with a smile. I shook my head at him. 
Just a few minutes ago, I was shouting and swearing at this boy. Now, I was watching the movie that we always used to watch together with him. 
I turned back to the screen and shook my head again. 
Damn you, Grayson Davenport Hawthorne. 
I skipped the scene where they did some freaky stuff to limit the tension that was already in the room and got the part that broke my heart the most. 
"What is it?" I said Hazel's line, my eyes slowly tearing up as I knew what was going to happen. 
"So just before you went into the hospital," I heard Grayson follow the line next to me and I was surprised that he still knew the lines, "there was this... I felt an ache in my hip. So I had a PET scan... and it lit up like a Christmas tree."
"No!" I wailed, watching the screen. "No, Gus, you can't die! You have to live with Hazel!"
I heard Grayson chuckle from next to me as tears streamed down my cheeks. 
"How dare you laugh at me, Davenport?" I scoffed, wiping my tears on my sleeve. "It's heartbreaking!"
He laughed again, shaking his head at me. "I don't know how you can still cry after watching this so many times."
"You cried the first time," I scoffed, sniffing before realising that I had gone somewhere I shouldn't have. 
"I did not!" he exclaimed, turning to me, completely ignoring that I wasn't smiling anymore.

"You know how much it hurts when the one you love is on their deathbed, don't you?" I muttered. "You remember it, don't you?"
Grayson stopped laughing and became quiet. 
"Of course I do," he mumbled, looking away from me. 
"Emily," I whispered. "You remember when Emily died."
I saw him tense up out of the corner of my eye.
"And you," he said, surprising me. "I remember when you almost died."
I looked at him out of the corner of my eye as he looked down at his hands. 
"It was hard," he laughed, looking up at the ceiling and I saw the glint of tears in the light of the projector. "It... broke my heart."
"I..." I started, looking up at the screen. 
A tear slipped from my eye as I got up from my chair. 
"I'm sorry, I've got to leave," I mumbled before rushing in his direction, trying to get out. 

Unfortunately, I didn't get any farther than where he was. His outstretched legs tripped me, my legs flying out from underneath me, causing me to fall backwards onto him. 
Our faces were inches from each other as he held my arms to keep me from hurting myself or him. 
"I-"
"I'm sorry," he said, looking into my eyes. "I'm sorry I couldn't be there, Malacey."
My eyes started to tear up again as he looked at me, the silver in his eyes, soft. 
"I'm sorry that you had to do that," he said again, tears falling from his eyes. 
I shook my head as I tried to get up. 
Not again, I told myself. 
Before I could get up, Grayson let go of me, causing me to hit him and fall into his arms. He placed his arms around me, embracing me, hugging me. 
"I'm sorry, Malacey," he whispered into my hair. "I'm so sorry."
Slowly and hesitantly, I let my arms place themselves around him too, gently and cautiously embracing him. 
"I'm sorry too, Gray," I breathed, my tears falling onto his shirt. 
We lay like that for a while, crying into each other in each other's embrace. 
It was... nice. 
Damn the stars, it was their fault. 

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Author's Note:

Hello readers! I'm so sorry for not updating this story recently, I've been doing a lot of work and I haven't had the time or inspiration for the next chapter. I really love The Fault In Our Stars so I decided to write a scene based off of it. Also, there will be another chapter after this very, very soon since I haven't updated in so long. :)
Thank you so much for reading!

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