her: do you know where noah o'connor's room is?
nurse: yes, it's room 319. are you family?
her: yeah.... i'm his sister
nurse: okay. you can head on up
her: thank you
*goes in elevator*
*arrives at level three*
*goes to room 319*
doctor: miss? would you like to tell me why you're here?
her: visiting
doctor: are you family?
her: i'm his sister. now, move out of the doorway, i want to see my older brother
doctor: just... be careful with him. i don't want him moving his shoulder
her: no moving shoulder, yes moving out of doorway
doctor: sorry, geez. someone's middle name must be sass.
*doctor moves*
her: thank you
*rushes in*
him: ashton?
her: *smiles* noah
him: you... what.... how.... what are you doing here?
*sits down in chair beside bed*
her: i'm here to see you, duh
him: but... you must have to buy a plane ticket and fly over here, not to mention finding out my hospital and exactly where i lived and -
*clamps hand on noah's mouth*
her: yes, i had to find out your hospital, which was horrible, and then i had to buy a plane ticket but whatever. i stole my dad's credit card before i ran away and there was enough money for a one way ticket
him: one way?
her: yeah... i have to figure out how to get back. but whatever. i have nothing there anymore so i don't really have to go back
him: wow. you did this all... for me?
her: yes
him: *whispers* thank you
her: you're welcome.
*sits in silence for a few minutes*
her: so... when was the last time you saw the stars?
***
doctor: miss? what are you doing on that stool?
her: uh, nothing.
doctor: please get down. and visiting hours are done.
her: okay.
*doctor leaves*
her: *turns off the lights* now you can star gaze as much as you want
*on roof is a whole bunch of stick on stars*
him: *chuckles* thank you, ashton
her: no problem.
him: but it wouldn't be star gazing without you
her: then i'll just have to come back
him: i think that would be prefect
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a little sneak peek in the life of august summers, the author:
beckie: tomorrow's mine and coby's five month anniversary
dad: really?
beckie: yeah
me: hey, hey, hey. guess what?
beckie: what?
me: it's my eight month anniversary tomorrow too!
dad: what?!
me: yeah, i'm dating the most amazing person in the world...
dad: who?!
me: ...he's so nice and sweet and he understands me perfectly
dad: tell me who, august, so i can beat this guy up!
me: oh, dad, he isn't just a guy, he is the guy. the guy that every girl wishes for
dad: tell me.
me: oh don't worry dad. he is amazing, you'd love him
beckie: okay, august, just tell us
me: wattpad
dad&beckie: what?!
me: yeah. eight months ago i met the most amazing guy in the world
dad: what's his name...?
me: wattpad, dad.
dad: so you're dating an internet site?
me: yep
dad: *mutters* i must have dropped you when you were little
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