A/N: So I read the Fault in Our Stars in about three hours one afternoon, and spent a good amount of that time crying. I loved it so much, but I was disappointed in how Augustus and Hazel didn't have a real last moment together, so I though I'd write a one-shot last moment. It's not the way the book went, but I really wanted them to spend his last moments together. If you like it, let me know if I should write a chapter two or something like that. Enjoy!
Augustus's POV
Machines whirr and buzz all around me, yet I feel strangely serene. The sounds are just a soundtrack for my life. A soundtrack that is coming to an end.
"Okay." A beautiful voice whispers. I turn my head sharply to the left, to see Hazel leaning in the doorway of my hospital room, looking more beautiful than she ever has before. Death does that to you, it makes you look at everything through a new lens. Before, she was beautiful. Today she is gorgeous. Before, I had a lifetime to take in her beauty. Today, I have only minutes.
"Okay." I respond, but my voice cracks. I don't want her to remember me like this. So weak. She stands for another moment in the doorway, before swooping over to my bedside, and falling into the chair that permanently resides at my deathbed.
"You say it like your saying goodbye." She whispers, as she takes my fragile hand into hers.
"Suppose I am saying goodbye?" I croak, my fear of death evident in my quivering voice.
"No! Just- just don't." She pleas, tears beginning to stream down her face.
"Okay." I whisper.
"Please." Her voice cracks. I look into her eyes, the most beautiful eyes in the world, and search for some sort of answer in them. An answer for why our beautiful infinity had to come to an end.
"I love you. Thank you. Thank you for this beautiful infinity. " I muster. I want to sit up, to feel my lips against her soft cheeks, but an invisible boulder sits on my chest, forcing me down.
"You're doing it again! You're talking as if this is the end!" She cries. I can't help it. This is the end.
"I've left scars." I try to consolidate her, but as I speak, a lump is forming in my own throat, threatening to break the fragile ice I stand on. The ice that keeps me from falling into my own oblivion. I muster all of my strength to reach up and wipe a tear of her soft cheek. This results in a choked like sob, coming from her.
"I'm sorry. I should be strong for you!" She apologizes as she dabs at her eyes. She lets out a choked laugh before looking back into my eyes.
"It's okay. I can be strong for myself." I smile through my tears.
"I love you." She squeezes my hand, before leaning down to kiss my cold cheek for the last time.
"Okay."
"Okay."
The lines between reality and oblivion blur. I can feel myself slipping. I can feel the line that tethers each and every one of us to life breaking. The only thing that remains clear is my love for Hazel Grace. As the tendrils of death whip at my feet, threatening to pull me into their own infinity, I muster my last drops of energy to convey the only message that matters.
"I love you, Hazel Grace." I whisper.
"I love