Five Feet Closer- Sequel to Five Feet Apart-

STELLA

"I love you, Stella," Will whispered. "Never forget that."

As if on que, my parents opened the front car doors. I tossed the keys back to my dad and he started it. 

We were all silent on the way to the hospital. I held on to Will's hand for dear life, scared that when I let go, I'll never be able to hold it again. I rested my head on his broad shoulder, trying to ignore the fact that in approximately 9 minutes, I would be forced to let him go. I slammed my eye lids closed and got as close as I could to Will. It was exciting that he was getting new lungs, but also scary. Not everyone makes it. 

I started to doze off, but I shot up when I felt Will nudging me gently with his elbow. I gazed out the car window and realized that we were almost there. We were like, what? A minute from the entrance? I looked back at Will as he untied his maroon sweatshirt from around his waist. He placed it in my hands and kissed my cheek lightly. 

"Keep it, Stell." Will whispered in my ear. 

"Your gonna do great. Your gonna be OK." I smiled weakly. I was so nervous. But happy. 

"I know," Will smirked. "Trust me, when this is over, we are going to do absolutely everything on our To-Do lists." 

"A class with the one and only Bob Ross?" I joked. " How about sex in the Vatican?"

That Vatican joke was always gonna stick around. 

"Lets do both of those."

"Very funny. Get new lungs, then we'll talk." I rolled my eyes and we both laughed. 

"Alright, enough Vatican stuff," My dad grinned as he turned back to us. I turned beet red. Will suddenly discovered how interesting the overhead car light was. "Were here."

Regaining my composure, I took a deep breath and exited the car,  Will close behind. The sliding doors opened and the all to familer hospital smell greeted us. 

"There you are!" Will and I turned to see Barb running up to us. " Will, your lungs will be here in about two hours. We need to get you prepped. Say your goodbyes." 

Will turned to me with a calm look in his eyes. I fell into his arms. I was about to cry, again. I can't. Will wont leave if I cry. And him getting lungs is a good thing. 

"God, I love you, Stella." Will's tone was soft. 

"Shhh," I breathed. " I love you too, Will. Just don't say goodbye. Don't." 

"I won't." Will's brilliant blue eyes gazed at me with sadness, and hope. He let me go and he walked over to my parents. "Thank you, Mr and Mrs. Grant. For everything."

"And thank you. For treating our daughter like gold. We'll see you soon, William." My mom said before giving him a hug. Will shook my dad's hand and my father patted his shoulder. 

"Will!" A woman's voice called out. I turned to see who just walked into the hospital. Will's mom. Will ran over to her. They embraced and spoke, but I couldn't hear any of it. The pounding of my heart blocked my hearing. 

Then he walked away with Barb towards the same doors that I had walked through 6 months ago. Well, I didn't walk. I was more rushed into there. But It didn't matter. 

Poe's words rushed through my head. Hot hospital romance. I really can't deny that.

"Will!" I called out before I could stop myself. 

When he turned around, I broke into a run. In threw my arms around his neck and kissed him. His strong arms wrapped around my thin waist. When we pulled away, a tear escaped my eye. He wiped it away with his thumb. 

"Close your eyes, Stella. Once again, I cant walk away if your still looking at me." Will took his thumbs and gently drew my eye lids down. I felt him kiss me one last time. 

"Count to ten, Stella." He whispered. 

I kept my eyes closed and counted. 1, 2,3,4,5,6,7,8,9,10

When I flicked them open, he was gone.