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Carter Jones- Adventurous  seventeen year old girl diagnosed with lung cancer.  Recently recovered from depression and trying to make the most out of the time she has left.

Harry Styles- Popular eighteen year old boy, captain of the football team and dating the most popular girl in school.

Carter moves to a new school, wanting to have a fresh start but making sure she keeps everyone away from her. Little did she know that her life would be a whole lot different after meeting Harry Styles, the boy who plans on turning Carter's black and white world into colour again and tries to fill up the spaces between them.

Prologue:

I was squeezing onto my mum's hand as we waited for the results from the doctor. My heart was thumping and my head was spinning. It couldn't be possible? No one in my family has ever had it before? Or at least I don't think anyone has....

I have been coughing up blood every morning for the past week and a half and I haven't been eating at all either. I'm persistently breathless, even when I have to walk up a small hill. My mother had been saying that it would go away soon and she only just decided to take me to the doctors today. I thought,  the fact that I had been coughing up blood, that she'd take me to the hospital straight away. I obviously thought wrong.

"It'll be okay Carter." My mum assures me. I didn't reply. I was afraid that if I said something I would burst out crying and I never cry in front of anyone! The last time I cried in front of someone was my final year of middle school. I was getting bullied by these bitches who thought they were so much better than me. I decided to go face up to them and talk some sense into them, geez that was a big mistake.

They said some pretty fucked up things and made me cry. Since that day, people would call me 'Crybaby'. I bet they wouldn't be saying that now. They'd probably pity me and say how bad they feel, but I don't want anyones pity. I don't want people feeling sorry for me. I want things to be okay. But I know they never will.

I looked up as I heard the door open. My grip, on my mum's hand, tightened. This was it. The results that would tell me whether I would be okay or not. Whether I'd continue this great adventure we call life. Or whether I'd live or die.

Doctor  Andrews gave me a sympathetic look and I instantly knew what was going to happen. "Miss Jones, I am extremely sorry to be saying this but I'm afraid you have been diagnosed with lung cancer."

My grip loosened. My mum bursted into tears,  hugging me tightly, yet I felt nothing. I felt like my brain stopped working, my heart stopped beating, my blood stopped moving. All I felt was numb.

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HELLO!

I hope you enjoyed the prologue. I'm really excited to write this story and I hope you enjoy it xx

I only know the basics of what cancer is so I'm sorry if I offend anyone but all of this is made up so don't take it too seriously! 

This story is all fiction so please don't start commenting things like: 'That's not what happens for real.' Or 'that's not how it works.' Etc etc. This story is different to reality and the way Carter's cancer works is different to anything else.

This story is inspired by the Fault In Our Stars. Please don't say I copied it because I used the basic outline and just changed and added a few things.

BTW the town this story is set in is Clarkesfield. It is a made up town so don't start asking where it is, all I know is that it's definitely set in the UK.

Enjoy reading

-Chloe xx

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