It had been ten years since Augustus had passed. Since then, Hazel had become closer with Isaac and they had moved in together. They took care of each other. She helped him see and he helped her live.

She still thought about her Gus everyday. He was the first thing that was in her mind when she woke and the last when she slept. Sometimes, when she was doing nothing, the aching pain of his absence threatened to consume her. To drag her down into sweet oblivion with him. These were the moments where Isaac's friendship dragged her back to reality.

But this story isn't about Hazel Grace Lancaster. It's about Isaac.

When the scientists of the future come to my house with robot eyes and tell me to try them on...

Hazel and Isaac sat in the small room in the optometrist's office. The doctor walked in.

"Nice to see you again, Isaac," he said, sitting down in a chair across from them.

"Nice to smell you, too, doctor." Isaac chuckled at his own joke. Hazel rolled her eyes and then sighed exaggeratedly so Isaac would hear.

"Isaac, I have a special proposition for you."

"And that is?" Isaac asked, hesitantly.

"There's recent improvement in robotic eyes. We would replace your eyes with completely lifelike, robotic versions, which would directly link with your brain. It would take a long time to relearn how to see, but you could use them for the rest of your life."

And I'll tell them to screw off because I don't want to see a world without Augustus Waters...

Hazel watched him and Isaac cocked his head to the side, thinking.

Finally, he said, "No."

The doctor looked taken aback. "What?"

"I don't want to see a world without Augustus Waters."

And having made my point, I'll probably put the robot eyes on because, come on, they're robot eyes...

Isaac stood and walked out the door of the office.