A "The Fault in Our Stars" Fanfic: Infinity's End

Part 9: Our Story

Hello again!  I apologize that I couldn't update my fanfic yesterday, but here's a new part for you all today!  Thank you all for 599 reads!!! Yes, 599 READS!  You all really surprise me with the amount of reads I am recieving, and I hope you find many surprises in my upcoming chapters I am going to post. :) Hope you enjoy this chapter, okay?

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While I continue to gaze up at the shining specks of light in the gloomy night sky, my mind keeps repeating the words my mom told me.  "Seems like you found someone like Augustus."  "Hazel honey, you have to understand that there will be a day when you will have to move on."  "Augustus would understand, I'm sure he would."  "Hazel, I know it's hard to go through this, but as I had said earlier, it has been years!"  I lower my head slowly.  What did my mom even mean when she said that I found someone like Augustus?  Did she just mean that Evan has cancer like Augustus once had, and that I am becoming friends with a person who has cancer?  Or does it... does she mean something more than that?  That I may jump into a relationship with Evan, as I had with Gus?  No, no of course she wouldn't mean it that way.  Why would she?  And even if she did mean it that way, why would I do that?  I just... can't.  We're just friends.  That's all I want.  Nothing more.  Friends.  I shake my head.  What if that one day is nearing?  That one day when I will finally let it go and move on.  Is that day soon to come?  My mom's right, it has been years since Gus' death.  But that doesn't mean I should give up all my feelings.  The feelings I still get when I think that Gus is still here with me.  When I have dreams of him at night.  When I think he's standing right in front of me, but then I snap back into reality and realize he's really not here anymore.  That he's gone.  He can't come back. 

But I don't want to lose those feelings.  They're extremely painful, yes, and I thought they were permanent... now I don't know.  I don't know how long I'll keep hanging on to those feelings.  "... it has been years..."  "... it has been years..." "... it has been years..." .  That's all I could think of.  It's repeating in a taunting tone in my head.  My thoughts are stars I cannot fathom into constellations, I think.  I... I just don't know what to think now.

I sigh, feeling a little bit isolated and frustrated.  

"Why, God, why.  Why... is it like this?  W-why does life have to be this way?  W-w-why."  I exclaim with my head raised up into the sky, my arms flailing around as I wear a frown.

I sigh once more, and then pull out the phone number scribbled onto a piece of yellowish-whitish paper out of my coat pocket.  I stare at it.  I squint at it.  Then, while I am still thinking whether or not I should call the phone number, I pull out my cellphone.  And I begin dialing the number.

After a few rings, someone picks up.

"Hello there, Hazel."  I hear Evan speak clearly into the phone.

My eyes widen.  "How did you know it was me?"

"Well, you're the only girl I've ever given my phone number to."  he answers, and I could imagine seeing him smirk as he says this.

Instead of smiling, I gulp.  "Oh, really?"

He laughs, "It's okay.  I was kidding.  It was the caller ID."

"Oh, ohhh.", and I nod, though I'm still not so sure if he was kidding.

"So, what's up?  Are you okay?" he asks me, and I hear seriousness in his voice.