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I lived the following days after that night like a ghost. Everything I did felt automatic and empty. My attempts to talk to Ally were fruitless, and I felt less and less each day. Of course, none of my parents have visited, but they will soon need to. They were now aware of my disease getting worse. It was only a matter of time, after all. Mom and Dad will take every opportunity to visit their dying son. All of this reminded me of my urgent mission.
Ally avoided me like the Black Plague. Sure, my disease was deadly, but it wasn't contagious. All this was really upsetting me. I needed to clear my thoughts, even if it was just for a moment.
I expected an afternoon of solitary moping, but to my surprise, the person I had been trying to talk to was on the rooftop too. Ally was just by the edge and looking out at the city. Her new crutches leaned against the fence. It was ridiculous how I spent days trying to contact her, and I now found her by coincidence.
She whipped around at the sound of my opening and closing the door. Ally looked surprised then nervous about seeing me. Not good.
"Oh, I didn't think you'd be here. I'll leave right now sorry." She grabbed her crutches and started to go towards the door. Her gaze avoided mine as she tried to leave as fast as she could. Away from me.
"No it's okay." My voice was so, so desperate. This could be my only chance and I had to seize it. I basically begged her. "Don't leave. I need to talk to you. Plus, I need you here just in case i get an episode again."
She stopped her walk, shoulders tensing. The way she looked back at me-it was filled with anger and agony. "I can't believe you. How can you? You always laugh your condition off!"
"It's just how I deal with things." I was tempted to grasp her hand to halt her from leaving. But that would be wrong and kind of forceful. This wasn't some stupid dramatic movie or fan fiction.
"You..." she was speechless with anguish still. "Whatever. I'm leaving today, by the way."
"I figured." She was walking now, with the assistance of crutches. It was more important than ever to talk to her.
"So I guess this is goodbye."
"Right." We both stood there, not moving. I don't think either of us wanted to separate. It was as if we expected something to happen.
"And then I can give you another tour of whatever's up there."
Ally laughed bitingly at my joke. It was cruel of me to bring something up like that. A tour, Austin? Seriously. I bit my lip anxiously, afraid of her going out that door and never coming back. I'm sure it hurt for her to be reminded of the times when everything was okay, us laughing together, not plagued by all this worry yet.
"Sure," she told me. Despite her reluctant laugh, Ally seemed to lighten up a bit. This gave me some hope. Perhaps neither one of us wanted to continue the cycle of angst.
The brunette made her way back to where she originally stood. This was an extremely good sign. I followed her and stood beside her, inspecting the city of Miami. It was then like that time we were here. Minus the possibility of breathing issues from me. I've had my medication and like four massages today. That's double the massages I got back then. With my disease worsening and my task not done, I needed to stay alive.
I couldn't help but admire her like some creeper. Except this time I wasn't just appreciating the radiance that came from her. I was also memorizing all those details that made Ally, well, Ally. This is probably the last time I'll see her.
'Man, Ally could totally send her selfies to NASA.'
"What?" Oops. "What does that mean?"
I explained it like it was very obvious. "You should send your selfies to NASA because you're a star. Duh."
At this, she scoffed. "That has got to be the worst joke-or pick up line, whatever this is- I've ever heard. And I don't take selfies."
"Hey I thought it was pretty good. And pick up line? Ally Dawson, are you implying that I'm trying to seduce you?"
"You don't need bad pick up lines to seduce me."
"It's not bad-" I stopped abruptly, realizing what she said. "Did you just say what I think you said?"
"Oh shut up."
I grinned. "I can say the same thing about you, the seducing I mean."
"Don't get my hopes up."
"I mean it though." Ally looked at me in uncertainty. It was the same look after she confessed to me that night. Turning back to the scenery of Miami, I spread my arms out and yelled. "I love Ally Dawson!"
Immediately, she slapped a hand over my mouth. "Shush," she hissed, "my Dad's down there waiting for me."
Sure enough, the car was down there. I almost despised the inanimate object. The car was going to drive Ally off. If I wanted to tell Ally something, I better tell her now.
"Don't care, might as well let the whole world know."
"Austin."
It was now or never.
"Look, I'm probably not going to live to see your rise to fame, but I return your feelings. I wanted to let you know as soon as you had confessed to me that day...I just wasn't sure-"
"That you really mean it?"
"No," I replied defiantly, "it wasn't that. I just figured that when I-uh-leave, it would be pretty unfair of me."
"And now you think it's fair to tell me?"
"I guess. I don't know!" I ran a hand through my hair exasperatedly. "I like you, Ally. A lot. It's selfish of me, but I just wanted to say it before I die."
Ally kissed me on the lips and it swallowed any words I was about to say. The kiss was wonderful, warm, and my heart ached. Electricity shot through both of us, and I forgot everything I've been worried about. It was absolute sweet bliss.
She pulled away to look at me, out of breath. I laughed inwardly when I noticed she was on her toes. Ally held my face in her hands. "Listen, you're not going to die."
"But I am."
"No. You're going to be cured. And even if you're not, I will stay by your side. I don't care how much it'll hurt when you do die, because I want to be with you."
I was stunned. I couldn't think of anything to say.
"I'll spend time with you whenever I can," "just like you've had. And I expect some sort of miracle to happen, okay?"
"Okay."
"I need to leave now but," she pecked my cheek and it gave me a feeling just as warm as our kiss had given. "you are not giving me any tours. We're going to get through this together."
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