{Prolouge}

He looked off into the distant city before the two, "Are you okay?"

She sighed "No." Looking to his hardened, concentrated expression, she replied, "Are you?"

He allowed himself to fall back onto the hard surface of the rooftop before glancing upwards in her direction, "Not at all."

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Meet Ashton Irwin. He's got a world-famous band, thousands of adoring fans, a boat-load of money.. And he's got stupid, pitiful Cancer.

Meet Austin Mueller. She's got absolutely no rules, no hideous feelings to hurt, no one or nothing weighing her down.. And she's got no will to live.