Hi there! I am Wallflower95 and I am the author of Their Little Infinity (TFIOS), Anna's Infinity (TFIOS), Convergent (Divergent Trilogy), The Beauty That Remains (Doctor Who), The Phoenix: Origin Story (X-Men) and Here I Lie (Hunger Games). This will be my 7th fanfic story and my 3rd Fault in Our Stars story.

So at the moment I'm writing six fanfics and I wasn't going to publish this one for a while but I've been working on it for a bit and making edits here and there and you know I really wanted to share it with everyone. It'll be crazy busy writing all these fanifcs but you know what I don't really mind:)

Yes I am a huge fan of tfios and I just thought we know Hazel's side of the story and thanks to tfioschangedmylife (author of The Fault in Their Stars) we know Isaac's side of the story. What about that crooked smiled metaphor smoking boy we fell in love with inside the Literal Heart of Jesus? The one and only Augustus Waters:)

This is The Fault in Our Stars told from Gus's pov. There will be some new scenes. If you've read my story Their Little Infinity then you'll know about them. Also there is a prologue featuring Caroline Mathers (Gus's old girlfriend). Hope you like it! Please comment and review. I'd really appreciate all you feedback.

Okay?

~Wallflower95

Prologue

I wish this could be a happy story. A story about a guy who gets the girl and they fall in love and everyone is happy. Then again that sounds like a corny chick flick so let's rewind. I wish this could be like my favorite video game, Counterinsurgence. A story of honor, heroism and sacrifice. About leaving a mark in the world. But that is not the case. You see, the world is not exactly a wish granting factory. It's a lesson that I was soon about to learn. Who am I? My name is Augustus Waters and this is my story.

I will spare you the gory and kind of pathetic details of my sad little cancer miracle. They found it a few months ago. Told me it was Osteosarcoma. It's about unpleasant as it sounds. It all started with that pain in my leg. Luckily, the doctors at the memorial hospital had a plan to get rid of my cancer. How you may ask? By chopping off my leg. Yep. I had to get my leg amputated. So yes it sucks that I have to go through that and lose a leg but the doctors kept telling me I had a 90% chance of recovery afterward (10% being if the cancer liked me it would come back and take the rest of me). My chance were pretty high and my number looked good but hey it's better to be safe then sorry. When they diagnosed me (I had just turned sixteen at the time). I looked at my dad and asked him.

"Can we go look at suits?" So my dad drove me to the store and we bought this really nice black suit. In other words, my death suit. Then I asked my parents if I could pick a place to buried if I ended up in the nasty 10% group. I don't think my parents understood my reason for doing all this. I'm not even sure I understood what I was doing. All I knew was that I want to be prepared. Just in case.

I am now at my school. North Central High School in wonderful Indianna. I was alone. Just shooting some hoops. Yes I play basketball and yeah I'm not bad. Today is my last day of dual leggedness. I was just about to shoot another hoop when I paused.

This is so stupid. I thought. I may be good at basketball but it doesn't mean I have to like it. I never really did like it. I just did it because... well. Just cause. I also think it's stupid to be shooting a circular object through a toroidal object. Like, how stupid is that? Why am I doing this on my last day with two legs? I sighed and threw the basketball away. I heard my phone ring from within my bag and I knew it was time. I grabbed my bag. My parents were waiting for me outside of school. I looked down at my legs. I would sure missing seeing two legs down there.

"Nice knowing you rightie." I said. And I got into the car that would take me to the dreaded surgery.

It's been a week since the surgery. I was officially NEC (No evidence of cancer) huzzah! Yes I had to lose a leg in the process but you know what? I'm here and I still get another shot in life. I have a new philosophy in life now. You have to live it and make the world remember you. You have to leave your mark in the world and that is what I was going to do. I was just sitting in bed. Watching The Matrix. My bed is right next to the window and my view from the window is this little playground the hospital has. Since I woke up I've looked outside every day to see if kids were out there playing on it but it was always empty. Today I looked out there and to my surprise there was someone out there on the swing. I lifted my head up and leaned forwards a bit. It was a girl. I couldn't tell how old as her back was facing me. She had dark long hair and she was wearing shoes, a hospital gown and a light purple housecoat. She just sat there on the swing. She swung forwards and backwards slowly. I looked at her curiously.

Jenna, my nurse came in to check my vitals. I pointed outside.

"Do you know who that is?" I asked. Jenna looked outside and shrugged her shoulders.

"Not sure hun." She said and she took my temperature. I looked at her and showed her my famous crooked smile.

"Can you please find out Jenna?" I like Jenna. She's probably the only nurse I've ever really liked. She's quite young. About twenty-two with orange hair and bright blue, kind eyes. She was slightly bigger but it really suited her. She tried hard not to smile.

"I have to check you vitals Augustus." She said. She was trying hard not to give in.

"Pretty please with a cherry on top?" She broke out in a smile and laughed.

"Oh fine you got me." She said. She made a few notes on her clipboard and then took a peek outside. The girl was still out there on the swing. All alone. Jenna turned back to me.

"You owe me big time Waters." She said with a smile.

"You're the best Jenna!" I called out as she walked out the door.

"You know it!" She called back. I leaned back and smiled. My parents were working so I was spending the night at the hospital on my own. Every few hours someone would come in to check up on me. Jenna didn't come until the next day in the afternoon. I heard a knock at the door and I saw Jenna.

"Augustus, I believe you wanted to see this young lady." Behind Jenna was the girl from the swing set. She was about my age with long dark hair and brown eyes. She had smooth olive colored skin. She kind of looked italian to me. I put on my charming crooked smile.

"Please, sit." The girl looked at Jenna and then sat down in the chair next to my bed. She was really pretty. No she was gorgeous. Jenna smiled at the two of us and then she left the room.

"I'm Augustus Waters." I said, introducing myself. I held out my hand towards her. She frowned at it. I put it down.

"What's your name?" I asked.

"Caroline. Caroline Mathers." She said.

"What's your full name?" She frowned at me but said it anyway.

"Caroline Ann Mathers." She said.

"Nice to meet you Caroline Ann." I said. She smiled at me and right then and there things started to change for me.

Sometimes things aren't meant to be. While I was better and recovering, Caroline would always sick. I soon learned she had a cancerous brain tumor and the doctors didn't give her long to live. A week after we had met, we were both released from the hospital and we spent every minute together. She was smart and funny and beautiful. Two weeks after hospital release she asked me to go too her house for dinner.

"What should I wear?" I asked over the phone. Caroline laughed on the other end.

"Wear whatever you want." She said.

"But what if I choose something your parents hate and then they throw me out for wearing a stupid outfit or something." I said. Caroline laughed.

"Fine wear a duck costume." She said.

"Ha ha very funny."

"Seriously wear whatever you're comfortable in. I'll see you in a bit." In the end I decided to go with a red and white but down plaid shirt with dark jeans and my black converse shoes. Caroline's house wasn't too far from mine so I walked. Before going to their house I dropped by the drug store to get some flowers. When I knocked on the door it was answered by a little boy who looked just like Caroline.

"Caroline! Your boyfriend is here!" He yelled and then he ran into the house. Caroline came to the door. She was wearing an orange dress with a small brown sweater. Her black hair was tied up in a loose braid.

"Hey." I breathed out. She smiled.

"Hey you." She said. I stepped inside. It hasn't been established that we were boyfriend and girlfriend yet. Yes we've spent every day together since getting out of the hospital but we haven't kissed or anything yet. She took my hand and lead me into the kitchen.

"Mom, dad this is Augustus Waters." Mr. and Mrs. Mathers were super nice. Mrs. Mathers had the same dark hair, brown eyes and olive complexion as her daughter. Caroline's brother jumped around me.

"Who are you? Who are you? Who are you?" He asked.

"I'm Augustus. Who are you?" I asked.

"I'm Tim." He said. I smiled down at him.

"Hey that's a pretty cool car you got there." I said, pointing at the yellow camaro in his hand. He lifted it up fr me to see.

"It's a transformer. Watch." He played around with it until he turned it into Bumblebee from Transformers. I laughed.

"That's pretty cool." Tim smiled at me. It was nice dinner. Caroline's parents asked me about school and about my health. Usually I didn't like to share details about my cancerous past as it is done and over with. Why couldn't I just forget about it? Would cancer be a part of my life now? Once the dishes were cleared Caroline took my hand.

"We're gonna go too my room now." She said without waiting for an answer. She lead me upstairs. The voice of her family disappeared and we went into her room. She closed the door and turned on the light. It was pretty simple. A bed, desk and chair, bookcase and a closet. There was a bulletin board on the wall with pictures of her and her friends. I looked at them.

"I should be up there." I said with a smile, pointed to the bulletin board. Caroline walked over.

"Hmm yeah I guess I should put you on there." She said. She stepped closer. She smelled nice. Like lavender. I smiled down at her. I took her hand and laced my fingers through hers. She smiled. I've always thought that the spaces in between you fingers were created so another could fill them. Sounds corny yes but it's so true. Caroline stood up on her toe and I leaned down a little so our lips touched. It was nice and slow. Our eyes closed. She reached for my neck and I pulled her closer. She smiled against my lip and I picked her up. She laughed.

We had a real relationship going on for a while. It was always me and Caroline. We saw each other every day. Of course, things always get in the way of happiness. There is no cure for Caroline's cancer. It's a tumor. There was nothing to be done. She got worse. They started chemo and radiation but it didn't work. Caroline lost her hair and they tried a few surgeries before finally giving up. I sat next to her on the hospital bed. Stroking her bald head. My hand touching the scar on her head.

"Will you still love me when I'm gone?" She whispered. I leaned down and kissed her on top of her head.

"Always and forever." I said. That was the last day Caroline was Caroline. The tumor got worse. The doctors at memorial refer to Caroline's tumor as the 'asshole' tumor. Basically it turns you into a monster. She got moody and got pissed of very easily. Sometimes she'd scream at me even. I eventually started referring to her as 'Hulk Smash'. We were sitting outside on the swings set in front of the hospital. The very same swing set I first saw Caroline Mathers on. We were just sitting there quietly when she started laughing hysterically. She pointed down at me leg.

"What?" I asked.

"Hello stumpy." She said. I rolled my eyes but then smiled. I've heard that joke over and over again for the past few months. It was seriously getting old.

"Yep I'm stumpy." I said.

"Augustus has great legs." She said and then she laughed out loud.

"I mean leg." She laughed like a maniac. Months went by and she just got worse and worse and I dealt with it. I wanted to go but how in the world can you dump a dying girl? That's just so wrong. Plus I really like her family and I know they like me so I couldn't do that to them. It took a long time. Everyone suffered. It was a long and slow process. On that very day, I sat beside her hospital bed. She had been a unconscious for a few hours. Her eyes slowly opened. She was no longer the fit and beautiful girl I once knew. She lay there, pale and smile. Dark shadows were under her eyes. She was breathing heavily. She looked at me, her eyelids threatening to close but she managed to keep them open.

"Hey you." She whispered. I smiled at her and held her hand.

"Hey." I whispered. And she just looked at me and I looked at her and then her eyes closed and her hand went limp and I knew she was gone. Of course my girlfriend's death upset me. I didn't come out of my room for three days. And then I had to go too her funeral. It was depressing as hell but you know what? I'm glad she finally let go. It was painful for me and her family to watch her suffer and I'm sure it was the same for her. You can't always hold on to things in life. Eventually you have to move on. And that is what I had to do.

Hope you all liked that! please comment and review guys. i would love to hear all feedback:)

~Wallflower95