I finally got to hug Will. I honestly don't know if we are allowed to do that, but I really don't care. I don't think that touching Will now was to much of a risk. It was safer than before, I'm guessing. I'm normally not that lax about stuff like this, but for the first time, I tell myself 'whatever'.
Will's B-Cepacia is gone. All he needs now are a new set of lungs that will unlock a whole world of possibilities.
But right now, all I care about is Will and living in the now. We don't know if we get to have tomorrow. Life isn't a guarantee, sick or not. I learned that the hard way. I was so used to have Abby being there when I went into surgery, and when I woke up. I forgot that even she could die. We are all going to go sometime. Just sometimes, death shows up when you least expect it. Same with Poe. But I wasn't about to make the same mistake with Will.
I released Will and grabbed his hand, pulling him with me towards the door.
"Stella," Will began. "Where are you-"
"Ugh," I groaned, dragging him down to the lobby and out the front doors. " Just come on."
When we reach the sidewalk, I interlace our fingers. We look from our hands to each other's eyes, neither one of us daring to let go.
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Five Feet Closer- Sequel to Five Feet Apart-
RomanceA sequel to Five Feet Apart. Continuation of the original story elaborating into Will's drug trial, Stella and Will's relationship, and their attempt to build a life together. The characters I own are any that are NOT in the original story, Five Fee...
