KNMorgan18
What happens when you have an incurable condition and a year to live? Travel halfway across the world, and take the cute boy next door with you of course!
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Okay, so this is my story: I'm sick, and no, not the "you have a cold, so drink some cough syrup" sick. I'm the kind of sick that leaves you bedridden, for years, while you see everyone you've ever loved grow old and happy together when, all the while, you're just a bystander in all of the action. As depressing as that sentence sounded though, I'm okay. I mean, would I rather not have a condition that deprives me of cliche, teenager-y needs? Well, duh, hell yeah. But it's chill. Well, it was. Just yesterday the doctor told me I only had one more year to live. Only one more year to achieve everything I had ever wanted out of life-kids, a family, college, a job, all of it. So what did I do? I ran away. But that's not all. No, as if that wasn't enough, I took the guy in the hospital ward next to mine with me too. So now, I have one year. One year with a guy I barely know, and a plan not quite right to achieve my dreams. So, can I make it out alive, or will this be the worst year of my life yet?