- 3 DAYS LATER -
- Normani's POV -
- APARTMENT, Thursday, 6:30 PM -
- 11 DAYS LEFT -
Ever since I told him about my condition, he takes care of me.
The way he would tenderly care for me makes me think of something.
I know he's been my roommate for 2 years.
He's also been my best friend ever since I moved here.
But now, I can feel something different.
The sadness when I left, the blushing when he caught me, and every apology I gave...
I feel like falling a deep pit.
But there, he catches me, like a hero.
Yes, that's what he is.
I am feeling this way.
But what if he doesn't like me?
I'm sick.
I keep on falling.
My habits are different.
And my body is unstable not too long until my final day.
- Ashton's POV -
- APARTMENT, 6:35 PM -
I carefully unlock the door, and opened it.
I can see Normani, cooking in the kitchen.
Despite her kind action, I ran to her in shock.
"Oh he-" I cut her off, grabbing her hand.
"I can do this for you." I smile, not realizing what I did.
I blushed fiercely, flustered of what I've done.
I slowly let go of her hand and escorted her to the table.
It seems she'd already prepared the table.
I continued cooking for her as she watches.
But I noticed something.
Did she blush when I held her hand?
No, that's ridiculous.
Maybe it was the heat.
I just can't stop thinking about her.
After I finished cooking, I place onto each of our plates.
I sit down, and we started eating.
My feelings begin to shift as we progress further.
My heart beats louder than what my mind says.
But there's a wall between us.
A wall where our love is unknown.
But she probably loves someone else.
It's already obvious.
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16 Days Left With You
Teen FictionWhat if you were told that you only have 16 days to live? What is you have only 16 days left to cherish moments, and make a change in your life? In this situation, Normani had this scenario. What if her roommate Ashton knew about this? CHAPTER MARKS...