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How to die with grace

Novel By: Ellebelles123

Eleanor is diagnosed with liver cancer and meets Tony who she immediately falls in love with. Together the two of them write a bucket list and check off everything before they die. View table of contents...


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Submitted:Nov 16, 2012    Reads: 14    Comments: 0    Likes: 0   

I pulled away from Eleanor scared that I might get to excited, 'damn,' I thought, 'she is beautiful,' her hair was a chocolate brown tinted with a strawberry red, her eyes were a beautiful green, the most gorgeous I has ever seen. I sighed and just stared at her, just looking at her in the dim car.

"Wanna get out of here?" I asked not taking notice to the fact that we had just met a few minutes ago.

"Where?" She asked, her green eyes shining through the darkness.

"Anywhere, just not here," I mumbled, her perfume filled my nose, it was a sweet, floral sense that clouded my head and made me want to get closer.

"Do you want to go see a movie? It could get both our minds off this place?" she asked kissing me on the cheek.

I laughed, "I heard house at the end of the street came out a while ago, it looked really good," I said winking at her.

She grinned flashing a bright smile at me, "that sounds wonderful!"

About twenty minutes later we got to the theater and bought our tickets and walked in, we bought a large Pepsi to share, neither of us liked coke! And an order of nachos to split as well.

We hardly payed attention the whole time, we talked and talked, we laughed and got 'shhhhhhhhed' every 2 minutes, we kissed and held hands the whole time. My face hurt so bad from smiling and kissing afterwards but it was a god kind of hurt, it was an amazing type of hurt. After the movie we headed back to my house and got a snack.

"This has been the best and worse day of my life!" Elle said smiling as she leaned across my kitchen counter, she held my hand in hers.

"I know how you feel," I whispered getting stuck in her gaze, "this may sound bad and premature but I think, well, I think I love you," I mumbled looking away from her.

She smiled, "I feel the same, in a way it's like, like, love at first sight."

"Yeah," I grinned, "Love at first sight."


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