The scene has changed. Younger Louisa Clark and Alive William Traynor are placed in what seems to be a crappy looking flat with packed boxes. Younger Lou wasn't anywhere in sight so Will's caretaker decides to turn to him.

They hadn't addressed the situation they had been in for the last few minutes. Will was shocked by his grandmother's actions and felt as if he was being drugged. Maybe this is what dying was. Maybe they were drugging him before they killed him because this certainly wasn't what heaven was. Heaven wasn't seeing the girl he loved almost die by falling off a building. Heaven wasn't watching his Bumblebee Girl looking as if she was now a dull moth. Heaven was supposed to be him and Lou back on the beach. Accept this time he would have full access to his body. He would tell her he loved her and hold her in his arms as he carried her into the ocean while she squealed and laughed. It would be him and her in Paris at the top of the Eiffel Tower as she raised her caterpillar eyebrows in amazement with her rosy lips parted in a gasp as she stared in wonder. And while she was distracted, Will would plop down on one knee until she turned around. It sounded like heaven; spoiling her and making her happy. It sounded perfect.

Heaven was a bit different for Louisa Clark. Heaven to her was walking into the annex with a smile on her face as her glittery pumps clanked against the ground. Heaven was feeding will as he argued with her about how she didn't get out enough or watching subtitle movies with him as he peeked at her as if she didn't notice, trying to see if this movie was impacting her enough. Heaven to Louisa Clark was every day spent with Will. Will was heaven himself. She never thought about a different life where he could go scuba diving by her side. She thought about the moment and lived in it. She thought about Will. Just Will. Only Will. Her Will.

"So uh…" Lou chuckled nervously. She shuffled her pumps.

"You fell off of a building." Will commented without actually looking at her.

"Well, I was drunk and startled, and—"

"No Clark, you were angry. I could tell. Trying to hide your feelings and shoving them down never works out in the end. Your future self is quite foolish if I do say so myself." He interrupted her.

She furrowed her eyebrows and grounded her teeth. "You have no right to talk about hiding feelings, Will Traynor. No right. I was foolish and angry because you decided to be a selfish prat kill yourself without even thinking of the consequences. You just think that—"

"That everyone will be happier? Right? Clark, you have no idea. No idea, what it is like."

She threw her arms in the air. She was seething now. "There he goes! Always trying to differentiate everyone else's problems to his own. There. He. Goes. Always trying to pretend that he's the only one in this world who is quadriplegia," Lou got closer to him and pointed an accusing finger to his face. "Stop it. Stop it right now. Stop thinking everyone will be happier. That no one will have a burden. Because your wrong if you think that. The only burden that will be put upon everyone will be the burden of not trying hard enough to get you to stay."

Lou breathed heavily and closed her eyes. She missed Will's started face at her outburst. She had a point, but it wasn't good enough. Will was about to say something but a doorbell interrupted him. Shuffling could be heard from a bedroom as younger Will and Lou moved to look at the front door. Older Louisa walked out of her room and straight to the door.

"Who is it?" She asked.

"I need to talk to you." Came the reply.

"I think you have the wrong flat," Lou said as she peered through the peephole.

"Are you Louisa Clark?" The girl's voice asked.

The conversation went on until older Lou decided to finally let open the door to peer out.

"Who did you say you were?"

"Lily. Lily Houghton-Miller. Look, I need to talk to you about my father." The girl sounded young but mature. Will looked at younger Lou for recognition of the voice but she just shrugged in response.

"I think you have the wrong person. I don't know anyone called Houghton-Miller. There must be another Louisa Clark who you've confused me with." Louisa went to close the door but the girl blocked it.

"Not his name. His name is Will Traynor."

And in that moment, William Traynor; whiz-kid, adrenaline junkie, and rich businessman, finally broke.

I'm sorry it was a bit short but in all honesty, tell me what you thought. Love it or hate it? I loved this book an movie. Emilia Clarke represents Lou so well and Sam Claflin is just as handsome as he his Will Traynor. The reason I am writing this fanfiction after two years is that they affected me greatly. Now, if you knew me, you would see that I am not an emotional person. Crying doesn't affect me unless we're watching a movie with a dog but when I watched the movie, I was staring at my ceiling trying to decipher what had just happened and why Will had to die. Why he couldn't have stayed with the girl who had seen past everything and made him feel like a man again. I ordered the book the next day and read it. I cried at the end and cry every time I think of Me Before You. Why did it affect me? Maybe it's because I can relate to Lou's quirks or maybe it's because this was a story where despite having their differences, they were perfect for each other. But then Will died, he decided to leave this girl that loved him.

So, after thinking and thinking, I feel as if I understand why Jojo Moyes decided to end his life and maybe I'll explain it next time. This doesn't mean that I'll ever come to terms with his death, but it does mean that I won't cry every time I see his name. Although, I might still cry when hearing or reading his letter to Lou.

Thank you for all of the support, you have been grand. I only joined this week and already have almost 200 hundred reads. That is amazing and you are all so awesome. I love you guys already. Don't be a stranger. Tell me what you thought and if I messed up. It only makes me boost my confidence. Thank you for the reads, comments, and follows!

If you would like to see some other stories, I have Wand & Arrow on my profile. You can check out my other story, Ratchet, on Wattpad. My username is KatieKlou.

Have a great day everyone!

-Katie

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