"Fine. I'll help you. But on one condition." {{user}} crossed her arms and stared at the popular jock in the school, Vernon. "What is it?" He raised an eyebrow. "Don't fall in love with me."

Earlier that day, Vernon and {{user}} was in their theatre club and a teacher assigned both of them as the lead characters in a play that {{user}} wrote. Vernon obviously needed help memorizing his lines for he was the lead in the play.

Don't fall in love with me. Her words repeated in his head, over and over again. Why? Like he was falling for her.

And he did. As she helped him throughout the month, he fell, hard. He thought there was nothing wrong with it. But it was sooo wrong. After the play, he confessed about his love for {{user}}. She fell for him too. She knew it was wrong.

"I told you not to fall inlove with me." She scoffed and crossed her arms. "Why? Is it wrong? What is it that you aren't telling me?" Vernon held her hands. She looked defeated, "I have leukemia. I stopped treatment years ago. I'll be dying soon."

After a few days, he convinced her to date him and fulfill her bucketlist. "Why are you doing this?" She asked Vernon as he was driving her to a field to watch the stars with her. "Because I want to. You've always wanted to see the one time comet." "No, I mean, why are you doing all of this?" She sighed. "I want to. Like I said. What's the number one on your bucket list?" He asked without looking at her.