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{∞}; — Hazel couldn't help but roll her eyes as he continued to smoke, layering her arms over her chest and tapping her foot against the ground. "No, seemed too cliche - I wanted to give you a thought provoking tale instead" she muttered simply before taking a cautious step back (air just so happens to circulate). "I'm Hazel - find the irony of my name and I'll possibly give you a one time pass for the smokes."

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“You know, a simple ‘no’ would’ve done,” Patrick raised a brow, tucking the box into his pocket, taking a long drag. He respectfully turned his head, however, exhaling the smoke away from her. 

Patrick eyed the oxygen tank for a long moment, brow quirked. ” ‘m Patrick Brenan, who’re you?” he looked down at the small girl, grinning.

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{∞}; —  Well other than the fact that I've gotten really hot since you went blind - I think your whole computer and technological view points is temporary. You've got yourself quite the imagination, why not use it? Either that or enunciate a bit.

All this computer does is say it doesn't understand.

Hey there, Support Group Hazel. Nope, not quite. They said it just takes some getting used to, but I don’t know if I want to get used to it. They can just go screw themselves. Sorry, sorry. How are you, not Mon?

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{∞}; — "Yes, of course I would love to smoke. You know - clog up my air ways and test my infinity to see if I really could live through it with various medicines and machinery for a second maybe third time time."

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“Anyone want a smoke?”

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{∞}; — Isaac? It's support group Hazel, not Monica - I'm guessing the new system isn't counterinsurgence material?

All this computer does is say it doesn't understand.

So if there are typos in this post, you know.. I can’t see them but sorry. It’s like auto-correct dictatorship.

I don’t understand you, computer, how about that one?

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{∞}; — Hazel quickly turned to him as he ducked out of the car cringing a bit as she knew what was happening. She hated that gut wrenching feeling that could've annihilated her completely - she hated it even more that Augustus was going through the same phase. Starting up the car she scanned the abandoned Literal Heart of Jesus parking lot before reversing and hurriedly escaping its dark depths. Hazel had two things on her mind - getting to the hospital and Augustus Waters. She sped down the street passing stop signs and street lights without mind - not caring if she'd gotten honked at or a cop followed her the entire way, but in that moment the world seemed to stand still. It stood still for the two and no one else because the world knew the mark Augustus Waters would leave behind - a mark that no one would ever dare disrupt.

|Some pain.

He already guessed that she was going to call, though he didn’t want to admit it to himself at first. Damnit he loved her so much. Gus could hear her stammering away to the operator on the other end of her phone line and he felt something rise up in his chest. As she opened the door, he could barely hear exactly what she said before he fumbled for the car door handle to try and open it, succeeding just in time before bile rose from his throat and spilled out from over his lips. While he coughed and wiped his mouth with his arm he managed to shut the door. Maybe things were worse than he thought, still the thought of the hospital made him cringe back into the seat more than the pain itself.  ”Okay,” He replied. Augustus was with Hazel, everything would in turn be ‘Okay’, right?

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{∞}; — "Augustus...please" she begged a broken whimper falling from her lips "we need to go to the hospital" she looked him over frivolously knowing there was more than what he chose to tell her. Hazel ran her hand against the side of his arm before standing up and shutting the door. "Augustus I love you and I refuse to lose you - I'm sorry" she hurried around the side of the car, her hand quickly slipping into her back pocket to retrieve her phone. Hazel dialed the three digit number pressing it to her ear "hello? Hospital - emergency, whoever? The great love of my life has something wrong with him. I can't bare to lose him - he's in pain and we're coming in now." Her heart was stammering in her chest and the constant flow of oxygen regrettably enough didn't match the pace that her lungs and her body wanted to go as she slid into the car. "Augustus it's going to be fine - okay?"

|Some pain.

Gus managed to walk with her without feeling any of his lunch return to him so that was a sign of something, right? “N-no. Not 911,” He tried to reassure her as he sat in the passengers seat. The boy didn’t just have the pain in his chest, but he wouldn’t tell Hazel that, he’d never dare. “I’m fin-e, really. I just need my medicine and I’ll be fine,” he knew that that wasn’t exactly the case but he didn’t want to spend another night at the hospital to find out more things that he didn’t want to know about his cancer filled body. “Please, Hazel Grace. Can you take me h-ome?” He winced as he felt another pain shoot through his chest, almost pulsating-like. The blue eyed boy put a hand over his face, leaning back in the seat a bit. 

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Hazel couldn't help but bite down on her own lip as their eyes connected strongly together. She nodded her head at his words while her nimble fingers reached down to undo the button of her jeans, wiggling out of them. Her cheeks were flushed against her pale skin as she looked down at her current state. Nearly exposed to Augustus Waters and she didn't mind at all.

Hazel leaned forward to press her lips against his working them slowly as her hands dragged over her thighs to the thin layer of lace. A soft pleasant moan fell from her lips as she pulled away, her bright green eyes hidden by her lids clamped down tight. "I need you" she stammered taking in a much needed breath as she wrapped her fingers around his shaft stroking him a few more times. "Do you need me?" she question as blue infused with green and lust and love manifested into want and need.

For Hazel Grace.

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{∞}; — "What can I say?" she stroked his cheek lightly with her thumb "my Hazel senses were tingling and I couldn't turn down..." her voice faltered as she helped him up "...the distress call of the one I love." Hazel looked into his bright blue eyes trying to ease the pain he said he was feeling while trying to compose her frantic nature. "What pain? What happened? Gus, I need to call 911, okay? I have to before things could get worse..." her voice was stern with a hint of panic as she helped him into the passengers seat.

|Some pain.

Gus opened his eyes to see none other than Hazel in front of him. “Hazel Grace,” He muttered, a small smile appearing across his lips. His chest felt as if it were pounding to heard, “Come to save the day? Superhazel?” The boy asked with no obvious need for an answer. It was getting harder to speak, “I came down here to th-ink but I didn’t think t-he pain w-ould get worse,” He mumbled through clenched teeth as he leaned his face into her touch slightly. 

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{∞}; — Hazel bit down on her lip becoming more confident in her movements prolonging every other stroke. She could feel him getting harder in her hand - the unfamiliarity of it all caused a rippling feeling between her legs; warm and inviting. Her free hand glided over her thighs still covered by her jeans before slipping her fingertips between them already feeling the ache take over before toying with his cock. Hazel ran her thumb gently over the head of his erection swiping away the pre-cum before continuing to stroke him a little faster as a pleasant groan fell from her lips.

For Hazel Grace.

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{∞}; — "Well thank you for overcoming every aspect of light in my life" she spat before recoiling slightly as fear consumed her. Hazel felt her skin crawling and fingertips turn cold flinching at his words. "Well you did fuck up - you fucked up bad. You stole the last decent being on this planet and plunged him into oblivion. You also fucked up with me - I seen it on your face when we bumped into each other once again. Was this a game to you? Give someone hope who didn't want it - then tear it away like some insane parasite?" She yelled her body shaking viciously as her lungs which sucked at being lungs toyed with her - just as death had.

basicallyhazelgrace visited Death

“I create personal hell for everyone. I’m feared by all, even the mightiest heroes at some point fear my coming. But Death overcomes light.” The corners of his mouth twitches into an easy smile - a selfish smile only for him - trying to think of an excuse to explain ‘why her’. “I never fuck up. I always have my reasons for what I do.”

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{∞}; — "Me neither, but I'd be more than happy to find out" Hazel didn't even get a chance to blink as their gaze connected before she nearly tripped over her bipap machine - scuttling away a few steps. "I-I w-what? Who are you?"

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{∞}; — "Gus?" Hazel furrowed her brows as she neared the familiar car which was somewhat quarantined in The Literal Heart of Jesus' parking lot. The small girl dragged her bipap behind her - heart pumping and lungs straining to keep up with her hurried steps nearing the boy she was more than fond of. "Gus, what happened? What's wrong?" as she seen the boy she released the metal bar placing one palm against his cheek while the other layered over his chest trying to coax out some sort of answer.

|Some pain.

“I’m not one to complain but my chest hurts more than usual,” and I’m talking to myself. Augustus kept a hand on his chest and sat up from the hood of his car. 

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{∞}; — "How much smoke does it take for ones lungs which sucks at being lungs - to finally give in?"

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{∞}; — Hazel just nodded for a moment kicking the carrier again onto it's hind wheels turning it to her direction. "This is Phillip - my oxygen tank - bestowed upon me at the mere age of thirteen when I was diagnosed with thyroid cancer" she blabbered hating the story more and more every time she spoke about it. "You're very inquisitive aren't you?" she looked up at Julie raising a brow "not many people would attempt to get this much detail about something so - bland and blatant." The only people who questioned her circumstances were little kids who'd skip up to her tugging on her sleeve, asking if she were part robot or broken - and then she'd gladly explain all the gadgets she were plagued with. But, Julie was a different story - she didn't know how to react exactly, other than the blatant disregard for Phillip and his carrier which she'd just abused twice.

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{∞}; — Hazel became more daring as he kissed her harder allowing her tongue to glide against his lip and dance across his own. She hesitantly moved her hand against his growing erection palming it fully before slowly gliding over it - just getting used to the feeling before moving to his waist band. Hazel pulled away momentarily to look into his bright blue eyes waiting for his reaction as she snaked her hand into his boxers wrapping her hand around his shaft slowly stroking him.

For Hazel Grace.

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{∞}; — The unfamiliar feeling was driving her now as her plump bottom lip snatched between her teeth arching into him as he moved to her other breast. "I-I mmm..." her mind was rushing through all the possibilities from her thoughts of being a grenade ready to explode, to the sense of normalcy, and this moment of want and need. There was no logic in her thoughts this time as her focus remained on his buckle then the button and his zipper then finally the evident bulge showing through his boxers. Hazel dipped her head enough to connect their lips together working them precisely against his as she slowly glided her fingertips over the fabric over his length letting out a heated moan filled breath into his mouth.

For Hazel Grace.