500 Days Of Summer Movie Script Novels & Stories

I looked up, and under the shade of the trees, he stood quietly—tall and composed—but his face was hidden in shadow. It was summer, and the cicadas buzzed noisily in the background. It suddenly brought me back to the end of the video I had seen in the theater. He had been sitting there, hands clenched tightly together, saying, “Sadie, I want you to be happy.” Even now, I couldn’t forget those words. So, I answered him, “Because someone wants me to be happy.”

Not a fabricated one, but the real, messy, aching version. A love story told backward. He clicked “New Project” on his editing software. Named the file: Till Summer Fades. The first clip he pulled wasn’t of their first kiss. It was of Ivy sitting by the lake, sunglasses on, feet dipped in the water, laughing at something he’d said. Voiceover: *"I didn’t come here for love. I came for a paycheck. And yet…" He added a second clip. One of Ivy running through the woods, shrieking after Lake had thrown a snowball-sized clump of leaves at her. Her face flushed. Her smile, real.

Summer didn't want to affect James' work negatively. The two of them looked at each other. James could tell that Summer was being serious, so he nodded. "I got it. I'll go to work. What are you going to do then?" "Me? I'm going to work as well." Summer had already discussed it with James the previous day. Since James was going to work, she would go to Charter Corporation to work as well. Although both of them had to work, they still had to spend time together. As such, Summer made a promise to James. "Why don't we get off work early today? Then, we can watch a movie together, alright?"

My dumb ass thought I could make you love me back. Summer ~”But I do love you Aaron.” Aaron ~”Please don't fool yourself.” Aaron ~”If you think saying shit like that to get me to fall for you again so you can take my sorry ass out, then it is fucking sick.” Summer ~”Aaron please.” Aaron ~”No Summer, do your job or stay the fuck out of my life.” I down my whiskey and turn around to head off to my table. Summer ~”Aaron I do love you that is why I am here.”

And if I fail, I lose everything. I need Summer. Need her to help me, to tutor me, to save my ass like she's supposed to. I grab my phone and pull up her contact. Call. It rings. And rings. And goes to voicemail. I call again. Voicemail. Again. Voicemail. "Pick up the fucking phone," I mutter, typing out a text. *Pick up. Pick up right now.* Nothing. *Pick up the fucking phone.* Still nothing. *SUMMER PICK UP*

He dialed my phone number, but no one picked up. Then, he called Florence. “Tell me. Where’s Summer?” Florence remained calm and said, “Summer’s at work.” This time, she said the same thing as my mother. “Which company? I want to see her,” Orion said and got up to retrieve his car keys. “Hurry up and tell me.” Florence fell silent. Finally, she sighed and bitterly said, “Summer passed away from a tumor. “Back then, she didn’t want to waste your time. That’s why she broke up with you.”

“For the past year, after I’ve lost my memory, I fell in love with him, so much so that I lost myself. “I hate the way I was. That wasn’t me…” Summer was muttering. She sounded like she was talking to Samson, but she also sounded like she was talking to herself. “Samson... just pretend that I’m dead. This isn’t fair to you.” “It wouldn’t be fair for you to leave me.” Samson refused to let go of Summer. He endured the pain in his collarbone and hugged Summer tight. It was late at night, and the moonlight was filtering in through the floor to ceiling window.

Jasper Eaton decides to ditch me at the altar just so he can meet up with Wendy Klein, his ex-girlfriend who abandoned him when he almost got crippled five years ago. All the guests are stunned, to say the least. I can only tug at Jasper's hem of his shirt while trying very hard to keep my expression intact. "Can you please stay with me now?" Mixed feelings cross his eyes, but he soon wrenches my hand off him, finger by finger. At the same time, he shakes his head. "I'm sorry, but I must go now. I need to ask Wendy why she was so heartless to me back then." Amid the crowd's shocked gasps and murmurs, Jasper leaves without even looking back. My dad, who has a bad heart, trembles violent

A man like Frank did not deserve it at all. … After a full day of exhaustion, Summer did not know how she managed to swallow that dry, hard bun. Nor did she know how she forced down that bowl of cold water. By the time she returned to the basement, Dora, Fiona, and Mrs. Mendes had already gone back. The instant Summer stepped inside, a basin of water was dumped over her head. Splash. She had been outside on the phone with Frank for a long time, and the cold wind had already drained every bit of warmth from her body.

I’m coming home soon. By 8 PM, desperation crept in: 【Summer, why can’t I reach you?】 【Where are you and Felix? Please, just reply. I’m worried.】 By 10 PM, the mask came off: 【Summer, I really messed up. Don’t ignore me, please. I can explain everything…】 【Come home. I can’t live without you... without Felix.】 Voice messages flooded W******p, each one a full 60 seconds long—like they were trying to drag me back from the edge I was finally escaping.