"I can except that." I giggled. We laughed together. "Fuck me," he muttered no longer chuckling. I laughed lightly, "No thank-" Aidan took a step closer to me and kissed me, wrapping his arms around my waist. I was shocked, at first, but it felt so soft and right. I kissed him back gently as I wrapped my arms around his neck... ~*~~*~ A cancer book read about destruction. A normal book read about love, heart break or even horror. Ella thought she held the pen to her story. That she didn't need some one else to convey her every move, fixing or even breaking her heart. I mean, who wanted a life bonded with some one else? Seventy-five years - she often thought life as. If she was lucky she would have a full Seventy-Five years or even more. But then the world wasn't a magical genie in a rusty lamp. No matter how much she tried to push Aidan away, affection never died. No matter how much she fought, things were most likely going to turn out the same. A cancer book reads about people's heart breaking, destructive stories. A book normal book reads about people's living, loving stories. Cover by weird_liv