Five Feet Closer- Sequel to Five Feet Apart-

STELLA

THE FAULT IN OUR STARS SPOILERS

Will and I watched a Transformers movie. Then I begged him to watch The Fault in Our Stars with me. He didn't want too, because it was 'romantic'. 

"Come on, William," I whined. "Have you seen it before?"

"Yes," Will shook his head. "Once. And it's just to romantic. All lovey-dovey. Yuck."

"When was the last time you saw it?"

"Like, when it first came out. 5 years ago, I'm guessing."

"Did you cry?" I pressed. 

Will scoffed. "I never cry in movies."

"I'll make you a deal."

Will looked at me. "I'm listening."

"If you don't cry, I'll watch any other movie you want. And, I'll buy you a vanilla milkshake from the ice cream shop down the road."

"Deal." Will stated.

I stood up and closed all the blinds. I set up the movie before grabbing a bunch of blankets and throwing them on Will. 

"Hey!" Will quipped, his voice muffled under the blankets. "What are you doing?"

"Setting up the scene. Making you more prone to cry." I replied, walking to the kitchen to get tissues. 

"You're wasting your time!" Will shouted. "I told you, I never cry."

I set the tissues down beside him. "We'll see about that."

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The movie was almost over, and I was keeping a close eye on Will. At the part where Augustus Waters funeral is taking place, I interlaced out fingers. It was hard to watch. I mean, for anyone the movie is hard to watch. But the movie was a reminder about what would happen to Will and I after our 5 years was up. One of us would die before the other. I wasn't ready to accept that fact. One of us would be speaking at a funeral. It was either me at his, or him at mine. How would I live without him? Would he live without me? If he died, I really wouldn't be living anymore. What was life without a reason? He was my reason. Will and my parents were my only ties to the Earth. And if I died, would he move on to some other girl? Would I move on to some other guy?

I found out the hard way; that one of the most difficult tasks in life is removing someone from your heart. To try to go back to normal and to the way things were. But when you loose someone, you cant. Sure, you can do the same things. But from the second you loose someone, your life is different. You know it, but you try to ignore the gaping hole inside your heart that longs for one more minute. One final chance to say goodbye. Suddenly, everything you look at reminds you of them. There's no escape.  When you loose someone, you don't get over it. You get used to it. You get used to seeing things that remind you of that person. You get used to the constant longing in your soul. You get used to silently crying when everyone's asleep. You get used to saying 'I'm fine'. 

Grief is the price of love. 

 I could tell when he looked at me. He was thinking the same thing. 

I leaned into him, and he put his arm around me, pulling me closer to his body. 

"I love you, Stella." Will whispered into my hair. "Your my all and more. If we only have 5 years, I want those to be with you. If I die-"

"Stop." I stated, sitting up. "Don't say that. Not yet."

Will nodded, with a sad smile on his face. I slid my hands around his neck and kissed him, fighting back tears. I pulled away when I felt a trickle of water hit my cheek. 

I forced a laugh. "You're crying, Will."

"Crap," Will wiped it away. "I wasn't crying because of the movie, so that doesn't count."

I rolled my eyes and connected our lips once more. His lips trailed to my neck and I took in a sharp breath. "Will..."

"Are you OK?" Will looked up.

"Yeah," I climbed onto his lap. "I love you too."

Will checked his phone. "We have about 40 minutes until we need to be at the hospital. Do you need to go back to your house to change?"

I nodded. "Yeah that would be smart."

"So if we allow 10 minutes for that and about another 10 minutes for walking to St. Grace's..."

"Then we have 20 minutes here." I said biting my lip. 

"Perfect." Will threw his phone across the room. 

I gasped. "Will!"

"Oops." Will smirked. "I'll get it later."

"You're too much, Will."

"I know." Will whispered before kissing me again. 

Our lips fell in sync, a rhythm I never wanted to end.