Chapter 1: (not a chapter)
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Hi! This is my first time posting on A03 so please be nice. Also I am minor so don't be a weirdo.
Also I came up with this in my math class when i was bored so……
Note: Please tell me if there are any mistakes spelling wise or punctuation wise because I kinda suck at grammar. Also I am the most unmotivated person in the whole world so sorry if they chapters take a little while to come out.
Chapter 2: What's the point (Harvey's POV)
Summary:
Harvey's life before everything.
Notes:
(See the end of the chapter for notes.)
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Since the moment I was born, I was destined for a tragic ending. When you know you’re not making it past 20 years old and aren’t able to do anything, life becomes worthless. I felt suck in this loop of sleeping, eating, reading, going to the doctors, and waking up in a hospital. See, I had this thing called Glioblastoma, it’s a type of brain cancer that cannot be cured. I was lucky that I even survived my birth, let alone 15 years; most people with Glioblastoma do not make it past 6 months after getting it. Since I was born with it and doctors found it right away, the treatment slowed it down enough so that I could live past childhood. But it still meant that there was an unlikely chance I would make it to adulthood. What was the point?
I hated my life so much, passing out and waiting up in a hospital more than 3 times a month is not fun. My whole life was just me waiting for it to end. I didn’t have any friends because I couldn’t go to a real school (it was too dangerous for me), I barely talked to anyone but my parents, and it was miserable. Also, I felt that I was taking from my parents all the time, the constant money for my treatments, having to take time off work to look after me, not being able to go out because I needed to be watched all the time. My parents wanted 3 kids. I was their first one, but when your kid is diagnosed with an incurable disease that requires all your attention, it takes away the chance of having any others. What was the point?
That’s who I was, just some sick kid who everyone pitied, but no one dared to talk to. The treatment was supposed to help me live a life, but it just ended up taking more of it. That was my life, just that, purely surviving, not because I want to ‘cause I have to. It would’ve been better if I died younger so I wouldn’t have to feel this pain, but that would mean I would have never met Him.
Notes:
Thank you so much for reading my first chapter! Please tell me if you liked it. :)
Chapter 3: Drawn to the tragedies (Charlie's POV)
Notes:
HOLY FUCK It's been almost haft a year since i posted this... I'm so sorry. Also i think i got the curse cause a lot of not so great shit happened to me nut whatever. (Also this chapter is really short but it will make more sense why at the end of the book)
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All my life, I've been drawn to tragedies or I’ve created tragedies. When I was little, my parents left me on the side of the road with nothing but a diaper and a T-shirt. I was adopted by 2 abusive parents (believe me when I tell you I got out of there as soon as possible). As I get older, the more I just get drawn to tragedies. My first girlfriend was a chronic cheater, my roommate was schizophrenic, my cat was missing a limb, and the list could go on. So it wasn’t really any different when I met Him.
Chapter 4: The night it happened (Harvey's POV)
Summary:
We finally get to see them together.
Notes:
I'm posting multiple chapters to make up for the 5 month wait.
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It was a normal Wednesday, my parents worrying about me, them asking if they should stay home from work, and calling every 2 hours to make sure I’m not dead. But I was bored, stuck in the house because something could happen to me when I go outside. “It’s too dangerous,” my parents repeat for the hundredth time.
To cure my everlasting boredom, I go to this bridge near my house. It’s the most perfect place you’ll ever see, vines growing around the handles, a cute little river flowing underneath it, and trees all around. But I only get to see it during weekdays for 2 hours each time because my parents track my location very carefully, and if they see I’ve left the house, they will freak out. So each day, I leave my phone in the house and bring my watch with me and set a 2-hour timer.
I’ve decided that I want to go at sunset because the bridge has a beautiful view of the sunset and rise. My parents are doctors, so they work long shifts, but they get to leave and not come to work whenever they want because of me, as long as they get to do trial studies and things on me. It is also what made me so fortunate to live as long as I have.
Sitting there watching as the sunsets and the world gets darker brings me a sense of peace, knowing that even in the darkness, the moon and stars are there to bring light. The sun finally disappeared over the horizon, not to be seen until tomorrow morning. That’s when it happened.
He walked up to me and sat down next to me.
“Hi! My name is Charlie Fitzpatrick. What’s yours?”
Who was this kid, and why was he talking to me? No one has ever talked to me before because they know I’m sick by the bald and bandaged head. No one wants to be friends with the sick kid.
“I’m Harvey Norwood… Look, if you’re here to make fun of me and bully me, it’s no use. I’ve been through it all before, so I’m immune.”
“No, I promise I would never do that. It’s just that I’ve been running from my adopted parents and found this town. I saw you and thought that maybe you wanted to be friends with me because I’m also a freak.”
“Oh, please, you know nothing about being a freak. You’re handsome and pretty; everyone is going to want to be friends with you. So quit being friends with me now before you’re stuck with the sick kid forever.”
“You think I’m pretty….”
“What?!?! NO! You’re just objectively hot like Pedro Pascal or something.”
I wish things could have stayed like this forever. I just want to live in that moment forever. But with my luck, things just had to come crashing down…