Mile's POV
I had seen her at the graveyard a lot recently. Even though I knew she had always been there I had never noticed her till now. Although her oxygen tank stood out she looked so beautiful. With her hazel eyes and short brown hair. Maybe, it was the fact it had been so short that I had thought she was a boy from far away. Thoughts like this raced through my mind as i drove myself to the hospital. Not just for a normal doctor's checkup.
It was for my cancer.
Lung cancer to be exact. A side affect from my now constant smoking, a little habit I had picked up from Alaska. Just the thought of her and that soft white fog coming out of her mouth gave me the urge to light up yet another cigarette. Even though I know it's killing me I just can't stop.
That girl was holding a cigarette too, I thought to myself, even with the oxygen tank? As I neared my doctors office. Dr. Oriv's office. I sneered at her name. Dr. Oriv was a nasty overweight wowman who would nonstop nag and nag and nag that I was getting worse everyday. After checking in with the front desk lady I walked down the hall.
That's when I saw a surprise. A pleasant surprise. A good-looking-out-of-this-world-oh-my-god-she's-beautiful-surprise. She looked like she was outrageously bored, and I wanted to fix that right away. Again she had a cigarette but it was in her mouth and unlit. I walked up to her slowly trying not to scare her.
"Um you know you can't smoke in here?" I asked uncertain of myself.
"Huh? Oh no haha, I don't ever lite it." she replied as if this was amusing to her
"Doesn't that kinda ruin the point of a cigarette?"
"Well you see it's a metaphor. You put the killing thing in your mouth but you don't give it the power to kill." the way the words flew out of her mouth was beautifully, like she had said it a million times before and would never get sick of saying it.
"Ah... I think I get it now. I guess that would make that oxygen tank of yours pretty useless."
"Yeah, why are you here anyways?"
"Well some people don't use that metaphor so now I have stage 3 cancer." as the words slipped out of my mouth her face turned into a disgusted pout.
"Y..you smoke?! That's so disgusting and it's killing you! I was born with these stupid lungs and, you... YOU RUINED YOUR PERFECTLY GOOD ONES!" she screamed at me like I was a monster and she stomped out of the room. I sighed I may have gotten rid of her boredom, but I had only replaced it with anger.
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Looking For Our Stars
Fiksi PenggemarThis is a mixture of The Fault in Our Stars and Looking for Alaska. We do not own these books its just a fanfiction. Although we wish we could be John Green we just simply aren't so go complain to someone else about it.
