A knock echo into my ears just as I put down my pen and stuffed my diary into my pillowcase.
The door creaked open just like it always does. A cute boy with a huge goofy smile stepped into the room and close the door behind him. He have some bed hair sticking out from his smooth hair, I missed playing with his hair.
"Miss me?"
"No way, I was looking at the new boy band, look how handsome he was." I pointed at the posters pasted on the wall. I had stayed I'm this ward for so long that it had become my second home...I don't even have the memories of the time where I stay at home. This 'room' was decorated by me and with some help from him since I was not tall enough to paste the poster.
An evil gleam flashed across his huge chocolate eyes as his lips pouted in a delicious kissable way.
"Was he better looking than me?"
"Hey, aren't you thinking too highly of yourself?" I gave him a face as I moved to give space for him to sit. He sat opposite to me and started fiddling with the window knot.
"Answer me, do you really think he was better than me!" He crossed his arms on the window at put his head down, the open window as the autumn breeze blow his hazel hair back. Opps, did I hurt him?
"Sorry, you are the best. Please forgive me." I whispered into his ear as I embrace him from behind, asking for forgiveness. We wasn't the kind to be able to do things to get our hearts thump. I won't forgive myself if my little joke make him have another relapse.
"Keep talking, I'm still not happy yet." His voice become so low that it melts my weak heart.
"Jace, I love you, I'll love you with my remaining life..."
"Okay, stop. I totally forgive you, you don't have to say it until so mushy."
"But that was all real, I love you. You are all I love from the moment I born." I lift my butt off the soft cushion as I untangle my arms off his waist and join them back together around his neck.
"You are just like a chewing gum."
"Don't you like it? I'm going to hang onto you for the rest of my remaining time."
"Don't say it like that. There will be a way to cure us."
"Are you trying to find the way to cure us?" I knew that he was busy studying every night, even when it's time for lights off. The nurses always grumbles that she had to confiscate his heavy books before he could try to sleep for the night. Staying up late in the night wasn't good for his body but yet he still insisted on keeping himself awake and study.
He never attended school before since we stay in hospital full time. I sort of have the privilege to study in preschool before I was diagnosed with with this illness and got sentence to jail. But he didn't even have the chance to attend school, to meet all kinds of people.
I was luckier than him, at least my preschool friends still come to visit me some time. They always have that pity look plastered on their face. I was not the one who should receive their pity, my parents, those who will feel the sense of loss when I leave should be pity. I'm not the one that should feel sad, I had already accept my fate long ago, I will leave this world when I'm 20, I'm fighting even for now since 20 was the maximum. I believe I'm blessed enough to be even born, god had allow me to meet him even though we were not allowed to spend our whole life together but we'll surely spend these twenty years wisely and bring those irreplaceable memories into our next life.
"I am. What are you doing before I come in? Tell me the truth, we promised no lies right?" He lifted his head off his arm and turned to look at me with his deep chocolate eyes filled of emotions that he could not say out. His strong arms locked around my waist.
"I was trying to write a dairy."
"I can't believe you could write it for long." He gave me his signature smirk with a wink, my heart fluttered like a butterfly.
"I will, and I'm betting it with my love for you." I looked straight into his eyes, wanting myself to look determined but finding myself melt in his soft graze. How can he look at me so delicately when he just mocked me?"
"I believe you." He whispered softly as he inched closer and plant a kiss with his lips.
How I wish I could be with him longer and not just twenty years which now had just left with five.
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My Love have a Time Limit
Short StoryMy Love have a Time Limit, Our love have a Time Limit. We both know about it and we are racing against the time.