𝚍𝚊𝚢𝚍𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚖 • 𝚐𝚕𝚎𝚎

𝚇𝚅𝙸𝙸𝙸

*Three Months Later*

It was late, completely pouring outside. I was sitting on the couch, watching a movie. Watching movies in the rain always made me feel better. McConaughey--yes, I still had Sam's dog, get over it--sat with me on the couch. I was nearly half asleep when the doorbell starting ringing. 

Constantly, it rang. "I'm comin'. I'm comin'." I practically groaned. "Can I help...you?" My words trailed off as I saw who stood at the door. "Sam.." 

"I love you, and I did a really stupid thing and..." 

"McConaughey is on the couch, our favorite blanket--the movie one--is still on the couch, your favorite cereal is still in the pantry, and I refill it before it goes stale. Um...all of the sweatshirts you left behind, are still in the upstairs closet. All of our pictures, they're in a box upstairs. Oh! And the picture of us at Coney Island, that sits on my nightstand because I think that that picture is the picture that captured the moment that we were really in love." 

I smiled a little. "I didn't throw anything away because...it all reminded me of you. Yeah, Artie and Blaine are great. But I can only take so much of Broadway and films. I need someone who makes me laugh, who makes me feel good about myself. You opened apart of me that I didn't even know needed to be opened. And when you left, it closed again. I don't like it closed. I like it opened. Keep it opened." 

He smiled. "Alright, so it's raining outside and you have roses--which are my favorite flowers and I pretty much just said that we're back together so...I've always wanted to do that romantic kissing in the rain-rom-com type thing, so can we do that?" 

"We can do that." 

I laughed a little and walked outside. I shut the door behind me and we kissed. And for a moment, everything was perfect.