Three months I found Love (Harry styles FanFic)

Living my dream finally

I stared out at the window as Stacey drives beside me; the music from the radio was soothing as I wonder who sung it. The lyrics were sweet and any girl would probably want to hear it from their special guys. We are going up ahead to California and just another mile we set off and start to enjoy the rest of my three months. That’s true, even if it seems legit and we are obviously not that rich to stay there without being kick out after 3 days. We figured out we could do some part time jobs and since I have money from people sponsoring me from being a cancer patient, it would get us until three months, but I’m not sure neither does Stacey.

“Finally I can use my revealing two piece.” She laughs as she swerves and turns to halt next to the other cars.

“What motel we are going to stay?” I ask as I climbed out of the car.

“The cheapest probably and please don’t think about it that much.” She approach next to me and put her left hand on my shoulder and she start to jump and laugh like idiot.

                We look for every motel and inquire but all of them were so expensive. We were at the end of the road losing hope as we saw a small wooden motel. It wasn’t very bad looking as we approach it. It was clean and decent but very small for a motel. We entered the glass door and a man with a beard welcomed us warmly behind a wooden counter.

“Hello, we still have one room vacant.” He said smiling showing a missing front tooth.

“How much is your room?” I asked as I feel really exhausted strolling the rest of California.

                The men led us to the room where we would stay. We weren’t bringing our belongings yet because it was heavy to carry it out while looking for a place to stay in and now I regret it even though I think it’s wise as we ended up at the very end of the beach. The room was scented with an electric fan at the side, too bad it wasn’t air conditioned. We do have a TV in front of the small two bunks with orange and white duvet. We are informed awhile ago that it doesn’t have a cable, it’s not necessary as we are not planning to watch real housewives of Atlanta with these whole three months.

                I go near the bed next to the window and looked at the view outside. I could feel the salty humid and the hot scorching air when I opened the window. The kids were playing actively outside with their trunks and bathing suit, while the adults we’re sun bathing under the sun. There were some hot guys playing volleyball and some hot girls walking and laughing.

“Are you going to stare outside or get our bags?”

                I keep up my walk with Stacey’s as she rushed towards the car. The girls is happier than I am and I know what comes first into her mind, is to hook up with a cute boy or even boys, she’s pretty much into summer love kind of stuffs. She gets the bags as she let me with one not that heavy. I frowned at her as she sees my face and knows I don’t like to be treated so special.

“I can handle these bags, Melody.” She smiled and walked ahead whistling.

“Oh really, you cannot even walk anymore.” I raised my brow and snatched the heavy duffel bag from her right hand.

“Can you handle that?” her eyebrows furrowed with worried written on her face.

“Obviously I can.” I said trying to put a smile on her face as I sing the rest of the walk heading to the motel.

                We settled in. put our belongings in the cabinets and wear our bikinis. I have a skinny body because of my situation but Stacey has this hot sexy body that and it makes me really shy to stand next to her. I am wearing a light blue two piece and my hair is pulled up in a bun. We walk along by the shore laughing and checking guys out. We bought ice cream sit on the white sand and talk about nonsense stuffs. The sun was drowning under the horizon with an orange purple sky that tells you how nice life is, I don’t know, that doesn’t make sense but I still want to see that picture when I die. The crowd started to thin out. The place becomes quieter and the sound of crushing waves is all I can hear, which is a good thing. Stacey pulled my hand and I did get up going into the sea. The water is warm as I go deeper with Stacey in front of me leading the way.

“Hey, do you know Taylor Swift?” she asked and grinned.

“The curly blonde hair singer?” I said hoping it’s not the girl who sung party in the USA.

“Yes, she’s here and I really want to meet her because she’s like reading my diary.” Her tone turns into a-creepy-stalking-mode type

I can’t remember what she looks like except I know she has a curly blonde hair and lanky body but I heard her songs on the radio and I think she does stalk

“I’m not thrilled but if she’s a celebrity then fine.” I can be alive sometimes but I think the reality check shook a little bit. I only got three months and this is it.

                There was a moment of silence between us. Stacey is a kind of a girl who can makes the party alive and when she becomes like this there might be something troubling her and it’s unusual. I want to ask but I didn’t bother anymore. I float on the water and stared at the sky as I breathe. The sky was full of stars, twinkling like a dust swallowing me into its dark mysterious but enigmatic abyss. I closed my eyes and thought of heaven. Is there going to be something miracle to happen to me? Like when I wake up can this disease be gone? Can I have a normal life? If not am I going to heaven? Or stay and linger here alone. ALONE.

                I felt hands pulled me out of the water and yelled at me with a restraining voice. I gasped badly for air as I felt a constant need of it. My lungs sigh with relief as the girl in front of me does.

“You could’ve gotten yourself killed!” she said storming out heading back to shore. I felt guiltiness as I saw how she reacted.

                I followed behind her silently and when we were back on the shore I faced her and almost said my apologies as I saw her crying.

“Enough of that please” I hugged her tight and she tucked her head on my neck sobbing.

“I’m so sorry but you scared the life out of Me.” She let go of my hug and wiped her tears at the back of her hands.

“Get over it. Anytime I could be taken away from you.” I pat my hands on her back, comforting her with my touch as I always do when she’s heartbroken.

“I know and I’m ready whenever it is.” She smiled but she’s not a faker. Behind those little blue eyes she already lied.

“Stay here. I’m going to buy us a snack, is that okay with you?” I look at her like a little child but she smiles and sit on the sand.