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Catching Up

Hey guys, I AM SO SORRY FOR NOT WRITING IN SO LONG AGHHHH
I just haven't really had any motivation or ideas, plus I've been busy with home school and stuff. I hope this makes up for it. 💖

Will Pov

Wow.
Of all the things I thought I'd be doing today, talking to Stella was certainly not one of them.

Don't get me wrong, I've been wanting to do this for 5 years, there were days were I would've done anything just to hear her precious laugh again, or see her beautiful smile spread across her face. For so long, I thought that I'd only be wishing for the rest of my short life, but for some miracle of a reason, be fate or whatever it was, we're sat in the cafeteria together, 6 feet apart but we were together.

Together.

We didn't say much at first, we just looked at each other, still trying to work out if the other was just a lucid dream.
She eventually broke the silence by asking about my travels. So I told her about surfing in California and rock climbing in Thailand, amongst other things while she just looked at me in awe.
"I couldn't get my mind off of you, you know." I said as I looked her in the eyes. That made her cheeks go a little red and she looked down to try hide her blush, which I couldn't help but smile at.

I felt bad that she was stuck in this hellhole again, she had it really hard last time she was here, I mean, what with Poe's death and the lung transplant, and what I did-
I often wondered what would've been different if I hadn't have left her and the hospital. We still couldn't have been together like a normal couple or anything (we weren't normal people, never had been and never will be) but maybe we could've kept something going between us? I wanted to stay with her so badly, but I didn't want to hurt her even more... They say if you love something enough, you have to let it go. God, I thought that was such bullshit, but then I saw her almost die... That's when I realised how much she meant to me. I risked her future for a chance to save her life. I convinced her to get the transplant.
And now she was right back at square one again.
I would switch places with her if I could. God, I would die for that girl.

I just want the best for her.
And that's not me.
No matter what I do, I'm always going to be a risk for her, especially now she has shitty lungs again.
I want her so bad.. but she's the one thing I can never have. I broke her heart once already.
I wont do it again.