STELLA

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My curser found the 'YouTube Live' button, and without hesitation, I clicked it. 

I looked at Will, who was focusing on the computer screen, where a five second clock was winding down. 

3,2,1

"Hey guys! It's Stella again!" I chirped. "I know I haven't been on in a while, and I'm sorry for that. But today..." I slid my arm around Will's shoulder. "I have a special guest."

Will's face went red. He wasn't used to this, obviously. 

"This," I gestured to Will. "This is Will. Him and I have known each other for a while, I guess. We actually met at St.Grace's. We lost touch after my lung transplant, but now..." I leaned forward and kissed his cheek. "We're dating."

Will looked at me and laughed. "Wow."

"Shut up," I said to him, before turning back to the camera. "Anyway, Will and I actually had the exact same genetic disorder, Cystic Fibrosis. Will, on top of CF, had B-Cepacia. B-Cepacia is practically a death sentence for CFers. That means no lung transplant, and it's highly contagious to other CFers. Will and I had to stay at least six feet apart from each other, but we ended up falling in love. Long story short, is that Will's B-Cepacia is gone, which means new lungs for him, and a cure for so many others with B-Cepacia. So Will has new lungs now, and we're making the most out of life."

"So," I say, grabbing Will's hand. "You will see more video's with this handsome guy. I know one video will be just the story about how we fell in love, if Will is up for that. Oh, maybe I could convince him to do a 'Boyfriend does my Makeup' video, too. "

Will covered his mouth with his hand, shielding a smile. 

I squeezed his hand. "Today, Will and I had the privilege of meeting this amazing girl named Nora. Nora has cancer, and she's going into Chemo tomorrow. In the comments, please send your best wishes to Nora and her grand mom." I clapped my hands together. "Alright guys, thank you for watching, and give this video a like and subscribe to my channel for more. Bye!"

Will waved to the camera, and I hit the end button. I turned to him. "See? Was that so hard?"

Will fell back on the bed, pulling me with him. "Yes. Now what's my reward?"

"Reward? Who says you get a reward?"

"Me." Will stated, before kissing my forehead.

"We'll see about that." I kissed him, biting his bottom lip. 

"Heyy..." Will complained. "You're such a fucking tease."

"I know." I sat up, hearing my front door open. " I think that's my mom."

Will sat up as well, looking at my bedroom door. "Oh. Will she be mad that I'm here."

I shook my head. "No, she know's we're dating."

"Yeah," Will replied. "But that's the part parents get a little wary of."

"Will," I laid back down. "I'm 18."

"Right," Will was obviously still nervous. 

I pulled him back down. "It's fine."

Will pushed a loose strand of hair behind my ear. "Alright."

I sighed. "Speaking of parents, any word from your dad?"

Will shook his head. "He has no way of reaching me, now that I'm out of the hospital."

I nodded. "Do you ever miss him?"

"Wow," Will gave me a weak smile. "This is the best pillow talk ever. And, to answer your question, sometimes I do. Sometimes I wonder what it would be like to have a dad in my life."

"I'm sorry if I'm overstepping-" 

Will cut me off. "If we're gonna be together, that means no secrets. And your not overstepping."

I leaned forward, kissing him. Will's hand went to my waist, pulling me closer. 

"Stella?" I heard my mom call at the door. "Are you home?"

Will and I jumped apart, startled. I took a second to regain my composure. "Yes, mom."

"Is Will here?"

"Yes, mom." I said again. 

"OK." I heard her footsteps fade away, and I looked back at Will. "See?"

Will just rolled his eyes. "Stop proving me wrong. I've had girlfriends before, and some of their parents didn't like me, to say the least."

"I can see why..." I joked. 

"That was not nice, Stell." Will said, hugging me to his chest. 

"You still love me," I tilted his chin down.

"Yes, but-" I cut him off, connecting our lips once more. 

Will pulled away. "Yes, I still love you."

I reached down to the end of my bed and grabbed a bunch of blankets. I threw them over top of us, shielding out the fading light. 



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