(Disclaimer – I don't own TFIOS or its characters. I just wish I did.)
I smoothed the skirt of my sky blue dress out with my palms, nervously awaiting a shirtless Augustus Waters to somehow untangle my tubes from underneath the top, my head stuck halfway inside. Snap. There it went.
Pulling off the dress shakily I smiled as Augustus fidgeted with his nails, unsure of how to begin. We awkwardly exchanged glances before he warned me about his missing right leg, as if anything could make him less perfect.
"I love you, Hazel Grace."
"Love you, too." I murmured.
He said this despite of the dark circles beneath my green eyes, my highly frizzy chestnut hair, and the blob of tubing crushed beneath my oxygen tank against the hotel room floor.
I touched my hand to his stub, gently. His warm hands held my shoulders, as we kissed softly for the first time since the Anne Frank house. Our lips touched, a shimmering veil of magic enclosed us, as if we were the only two people that existed in the world.
Certainly our infinity was by far the greatest of them all, I decided.
The next morning I woke up early, combing through my hair. The night before came back to me all at once, a shock rippling through my chest. I turned to face Augustus, who was out cold, stub uncovered. I kissed his forehead, wrote him a note, and quickly got dressed along with remembering to re-attach with Philip. I closed the door quietly, taking one last look at the beautiful boy still asleep.
Taking the elevator to the hotel lobby and reaching my destination, I grabbed a steamy cup of coffee for my mom, grinning to myself, and the fact that my story had not ceased to be written, not yet.
