Hey guys! anyone her a hunger games fan? I saw mockingjay on Friday and it was awesome! i completely recommend seeing it:)Oh and if you guys are reading my other fanfic Anna's Infinity be sure to keep your eyes out for the very last two chapter of that story! I'm hoping to update this week. Thanks guys and please be sure to leave a review and comment:)

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~Wallflower95

5

It's Wednesday. I was at the hospital. Not for myself. Those days are behind me. Isaac just got out of surgery. He's officially NEC. I text Hazel Grace.

Isaac out of surgery. It went well. He's officially NEC.

And then I sent a second text a few seconds after.

I mean, he's blind. So that's unfortunate.

And then a nurse said I could visit Isaac now. He just woke and I was warned he might sound a little, drugged up. I opened the door and Isaac was on the bed with a bandage around his eyes. I take a deep breath and throw the door open.

"I have wonderful news!" I shouted. Isaac turned his head towards me.

"I don't really want to hear wonderful news right now." He said perfectly clear but a lot slower than usual.

"Ah but this is wonderful news you want to hear." I said.

"Fine, what is it?"

"You are going to live a good and long life filled with great and terrible moments you cannot even imagine yet!" Isaac was quiet and then he smiled. I smiled too.

"Has anyone ever told you you're obnoxious?" Isaac asked.

"Once and they did not live to finish the sentence." Isaac laughed.

"What are you doing here?"

"Took the day off from school. Thought I'd drop by and see how you're doing." I said as I sat down next to his bed.

"Well, I'm blind and heartbroken. How do you think I'm doing?" I thought about it.

"Not good?" Isaac shook is head.

"Sorry. I'll shut up." I said as I sat back in my seat. Isaac winced as he tried to adjust his position.

"I texted Hazel Grace to let her know you're okay." I said. Isaac nodded.

"You like her."

"Indeed I do." I said.

"Isn't it a little weird?" I frowned.

"How so?"

"You know... her looking like Caroline." Isaac said. I sighed.

"Yes..." I said.

"But I promised myself that I'd move on after Caroline. And that's what I'm trying to do." I said. Isaac nodded. A nurse opened the door.

"Sorry hun but Isaac needs his rest." I took Isaac's hand and gave it a squeeze.

"Feel better man. I want you up and ready for combat in 48 hours." Isaac laughed.

"Sure thing." He said.

A few hours later I came back to the hospital. Hazel Grace called and she read the email Van Houten had sent to her.

"Wow."

"I know right? How am I going to get to Amsterdam?" She asked.

"Do you have a wish?" I asked. I was referring to The Genie Foundation which is the business of making cancer patient's dreams come true.

"No. I used my wish pre-Miracle." She said.

"What'd you do?" She sighed on the other end.

"I was thirteen."

"Not Disney." She didn't answer.

"You did not go to Disney World." Again, no answer.

"HAZEL GRACE!" I shouted.

"You did not use your one dying wish to go to Disney world with your parents."

"Also Epcot Center." She muttered on the other end. I rolled my eyes. For cancer patients with a wish they always ask for the same thing... Disney.

"Oh my god. I can't believe I have a crush on a girl with such cliche' wishes." Wow I said crush.

"I was thirteen!"

"And shouldn't you be in school or something?"

"I'm playing hooky to hang out with Isaac, but he's sleeping so I'm in the atrium doing geometry."

"How's he doing?"

"I can't tell if he's just not ready to confront the seriousness of his disability or if he really does care more about getting dumped by Monica, but he won't talk about anything else."

"Yeah. How long's he gonna be in the hospital?"

"Few days. The he goes to this rehab or something for a while, but he gets to sleep at home, I think."

"Sucks." I see Isaac's mom coming down the hallway.

"I see his mom. I gotta go."

"Okay."

"Okay." I said with my crooked smile plastered on my face.

Hazel Grace may have just wasted the one and only wish that would have helped her achieve her actual dream... to meet the great Peter Van Houten author of An Imperial Affliction. But luckily, I saved my wish. You see, there are 10 in 1,000 kids every year who are smart about the wishes the Genies give. These lucky 10 are smart enough to save their wishes for something they will actually want. I am one of those ten. I got the wish in exchange for the leg. I was in kitchen putting the finishing touches on the sandwiches.

I moved towards the fridge when I felt a sharp pain in my hip. I winced. What was that? When I moved again it was a dull and throbbing pain. I shook my head. No. I got things to do. I packed up the food and grabbed the ridiculously bright flowers and headed out to the car. Ten minutes later I was outside Hazel Grace's front door. I knocked a few times but it was obvious no one was home. I called her. She answered.

"Are you currently at your house?" I asked.

"Um, no."

"That was a trick question. I knew the answer because I am currently at your house." I said.

"Oh. Um. Well, we are on our way, I guess?"

"Awesome. See you soon." And I hung up. I was sitting on the front step when they arrived. I held the bright orange tulips in her hand. I adjusted the Rik Smits jersey I was wearing. Hazel Grace got out of the car and she was stunning. I smiled and held out the tulips. She took them.

"Wanna go on a picnic?" I asked. Her dad walked up to me and shook my hand.

"Is that a Rik Smits jersey?" He asked. I smiled. He's a fan.

"Indeed."

"God, I loved that guy." He said. I followed them into their home. Hazel Grace disappeared with the orange tulips and I was left in the front room with her parents.

"So you met Hazel at Support Group." Her dad said.

"Yes, sir. This is a lovely house you've got. I like your artwork." I said looking around.

"Thank you, Augustus." Mrs. Lancaster said.

"You're a survivor yourself, then?"

"I am. I didn't cut this fella off for the sheer unadulterated pleasure of it, although it is an excellent weight-loss strategy. Legs are heavy!"

"And how's your health now?"

"NEC for fourteen months."

"That's wonderful. The treatment options these days- it really is remarkable." Mrs. Lancaster said.

"I know. I'm lucky."

"You have to understand that Hazel is still sick, Augustus, and will be for the rest of her life. She'll want to keep up with you, but her lungs-"

And at that moment Hazel Grace entered the room, silencing her dad.

"So where are you going?" I stood up from where I was sitting and leaned towards Mrs. Lancaster and whispered the location of my romantic gesture. She smiled. I held my finger up to my lips.

"Shh. It's a secret." I said. Hazel Grace looked at the two of us and I smiled at her.

"You've got your phone?" Hazel Grace held it up as evidence. I offered Hazel Grace my arm and we were off.