A Summer Disaster

Part 1: He has what?!

*This story are for those who are 13 and up!*
It was snowing like crazy, like someone was shifting flour none stop and the win blowing hard.

She was standing across the street waiting for the light to turn green. Her outfit was simple just an mustard yellow jacket, white puffy gloves and a white fluffly hat.
Her beauty was out of this world.
I wanted to go talk to her so bad but I didn't know how. I never interact with an girl like this before so I just stood there staring at her.

Until the light turns green and she just vanished. "I might pump into again" I thought to myself. The bus has just arrived to so I hop on it and went back home.

The house was empty like usual, I live together with my twin brother but he likes to stay alone in his room or somewhere in the house.

I settled down on the couch exhausted.

At night I couldn't sleep, couldn't stop thinking about her. But I knew I had to accept the fact that I'm not going to see her again.

A few months later..

Ella's pov

Oof summer is just the best time of the year! Today I was determined to go down town to the bookstore and buy a notepad so I can write down my ideas for my upcoming story release. It was going to be about a boy that got heartbroken so he decided to hire an girl to be his girlfriend make his ex jealous but little did he know that the girl he hired turns out to be his ex's stepsister.

In my mind it was going to be an amazing story but that was also when I pumped into him

- Hey watch where you're -

Omg, I don't know if I just got lucky or not but he is the most handsome guy I've ever seen. His brown eyes was glistening along with his beautiful brown hair. My gosh when did it get so hot.

- Done staring at me?
- Huh what?
- Or am I too handsome for you, that you're so weak you can't even apologize for pumping into me!
- N-no way! Why would I be staring at your "handsome" face?
- Did you just called me handsome?
He chuckled and got up then went away

Omg you gotta be f*cking kidding me, first I pumped into a person and second the person I pumped into happened to be freaking Marcus Gunnarsen.

- What are you still doing on the ground? Aren't you going to get up or are you going to sit there with those ants?
- WHAT ANTS, WHERE?!
- Jesus you're that afraid of ants?
- NO! I just think they're disgusting.
- Sure, now get up cuz people are staring.

I didn't care to say an word anymore so I just got up and walked inside the bookstore.

I got myself an notebook instead and some pencil's for only $10. After paying I walked outside, to my surprise he was still standing there like an creep.

- What are you still doing here? Shouldn't you be somewhere else?
- Why can't I be here?
He answered giving me an side eye.

- Ugh whatever goodbye.
- Wait
- What now, don't tell me you're some creep stalking girls and then murder them!
Instead of answering he just chuckled, then it turn into laughing. I don't know what this guy problem is but I better stay away.

Marcus' pov

Summer, a time where people usually enjoy their time in the beach relaxing with their friend or family but that to me is straight up bullshit.

Nobody wants to spend time in the hot sun and then get sick, been there done that.

Someone suddenly pumped into me and it was an girl, a pretty looking girl I must say.

She just kept starring at me like an creep, I guess I am too handsome for her.

- Where are you going now?
- None of your business creep.
- Creep? You call me an creep when you're the one that stared at me.
- Ugh whatever just leave me alone.

She was about to walk away when Marcus suddenly fainted on the ground and being the kind lady that she is, she bought him to the hospital.

At the hospital...

- Is he going to be ok doctor?
- He only has 6 months left at most.
- What do you mean?
- He has cancer miss and is terminal.

W-wait h-he has cancer?! No no Ella you can't just help someone you barely know, so don't even think about that.

Ugh guess what Marcus, I will make sure you'll get the best last 6 months of your life. I promise.

The end of part 1