//This is not The Fault in our Stars by John Green, it is a fanfiction. All copyright belongs to John Green and the Penguin Young Readers Group. This book contains spoilers// (Although I was the FIRST to write a fanfiction with this idea, I do not own the idea) Hazel Grace Lancaster has been mourning after the death of her boyfriend, Augustus Waters. What happens once Hazel finds out she is pregnant with her boyfriend, who is no longer living?

"Help!" I screamed at the top of my lungs. I couldn't get up and I actually thought I was going to die. The guy had his fists ready to punch me again, I closed my eyes waiting for the hit but nothing happened. I heard a deep voice screaming at the guy who was attacking me. Who was this boy saving me? I looked up and it was Ashton Vein, the schools badboy. Wait what? Kat Mooren, the un noticed, bullied, short girl who lived in the shadows. She was often known as a nerd and she has terrible anxiety. Nobody liked he and she only had one friend, her best friend. Ashton Vein, the schools bad boy. He was arrogant, cocky, famous, and quite rude. Every girl wanted to date him and every boy wanted to be him. Contains: •cliché scenes •strong language •blood and violence •sexual acts

Ever since I was little, I only had one fear. It wasn't like one of those silly fears of being afraid of a snake or getting lost in a crowd of people. I was afraid of losing my best friend. Then the unexpected happened. The fear I had slowly became a reality. Caleb Logan LeBlanc passed away on October 10th, 2015, the day my world fell apart. I had lost my one and only best friend. I became depressed and upset. I never came out of my room, felt like eating, or even talking to anyone. I cried myself to sleep each and every night wishing for some possible way for him to come back. Then one day, I came upon some quote. "If tears could build a stairway, and memories a lane, I'd walk right up to Heaven and bring you home again." What if memories could build a lane to Heaven? Not literally, but like closer to Caleb some how? I pulled out a journal and started writing. Writing every detail of memories of Caleb and I. I wrote down the story of us.