Before I die

A Day Free

After yesterday's news I know I have to complete my list before I die:
1. Find yourself a boyfriend, a smoking hot sweetheart
2. Sex
3. Go to a country outside of Europe
4. Swim with dolphins
5. Skinny dipping
6. See the northern lights
7. A romantic night on the beach under the stars (hopefully with my sweetheart)
I know what you're all thinking this is a pathetic list created by a desperate teenager, but no even though I'm 17 I've never experienced any of these things, I haven't done things most people do at my age, but that's the life I was given and it's not fucking fair. Life is full of shit surprises and mine is, " Hey Lilliana you're gonna fucking die." So yeah don't feel sorry for me because that's just the way it is.

I'm finally where I want to be, in the outside world, walking down a dark cobbled street, I take a big deep breath in of the cold winter air and I'm ecstatic that I'm finally out of the fucking hell hole that they call a hospital. I mean obviously I appreciate everything all my doctors and nurses do but when I get my days of freedom I feel on top of the world.
I realise that this street is completely isolated and there's no-one around so I take my earphones out of my warm fur coat and put them in my ear. I open Spotify and put on my playlist. A song begins to play and I thought I was alone so I begin to sing along quietly. Suddenly I feel a tap on my shoulder and it scared the shit out of me I couldn't help but let out a scream. I turn around to see a tall dark haired, piercing blue eyed boy. Inside I think to myself, "my god he is fucking fit."
"You have a gorgeous voice" he says in a soft but husky tone. I'm speechless and I can't help but stare at him I swear I'm completely frozen and hypnotised by those gorgeous eyes.
"My names Troy what's yours?" He says and holds out his hand for me to shake it.
I go back to reality, save myself from embarrassment and respond,
"Hey my names Lilliana, nice to meet you Troy." As I say this I join my hand with his and we shake them rhythmically. For a moment we both just stand there looking at each other. His jawline is so defined and I'm charmed by his alluring eyes. He is possibly the most gorgeous boy I have ever seen in my entire life and I can't believe he told me my voice was gorgeous, I mean why is he even talking to me I'm a sick girl who's going to die but he doesn't have to know that.
"Can I have my hand back now" he says when I realise I've been holding it this whole time. I feel my cheeks burn up and I immediately release him.
"So where did you get a voice like that, because it's beautiful and I don't think I've ever heard someone sing like you, you're different."
"Different in a good way I hope." I say hoping it's a yes.
"Oh yes definitely." He responds.
My heart beams it makes me so happy to hear someone say that especially this smoking hot stranger.
Suddenly there's a loud bang of thunder and it starts pouring down with rain soaking my fur coat. He grabs my hand and leads me to a nearby cafe, we run inside and the warmth soothes my skin, I don't want to leave.
"Are you okay" he asks.
"I'm alright just soaking wet."
"Come on I'll take you to get dry."
He leads me to the bathroom and he takes my coat off for me but as he does his hands trace my whole body. I look up into his eyes and we stare at each deeply. I don't know where the night will go but I know one thing for sure...
I don't want to leave.
Ever.