It was Supposed to be Us

Twenty Four

POV-April

After I sang with Reggie and I saweveryone looking at me, I got scared and ran to Mommy because I only meeted these people once and I'm still shy by them. Mommy picked me up and gave me kisses and told me I did good, but I wanted to make sure Reggie was okay because he was crying. He's done that a lot but never tells me why.

"Could I go see Reggie?" I asked Mommy.

"Of course, honey," she put me down and I found Reggie by where we sang.

All the big adults were talking to Reggie, so I waited for him to see me. But he wasn't listening to anyone.

POV-Reggie

Everyone pretty much talked to me and introduced themselves at the same time. I didn't catch anyones names or even get a chance to put a voice to a face. I was lost in my own thoughts, just staring at my legs.

Why am I sitting in a chair in front of a few people instead of going home? No idea. What could possibly be here that they all want me to see? I wiped my eyes again.

"Maybe it's my fault," A voice I knew anywhere sang. I looked and saw Luke staring back at me. "Maybe it's not."

He shrugged and flashed such a charming smile at me. "Blame goes around. Tell me, what's the cost? Silent thoughts, end of the night. Don't want the sun to go down without making things right."

I smiled at him, and he never took his eyes off of me.

"I need your touch more than you know. Love defines us through the highs and lows."

Luke handed his guitar so someone I didn't notice standing there before.

Luke, the other guy, the other other guy, and Alex, all of whom I didn't see except Luke all sang together. How the hell did Luke meet the Beatles?!

(Luke, Alex, John, and George singing together
Luke singing alone
John, George, and Alex singng)

"Even on our worst nights."

"Baby, I still choose you, you. We could make. . ."

"up tonight."

"The way that lovers do, do. 'Cause I still love you!"

"Even when we fight."

"And you still love me."

Luke walked over to me and kind of awkwardly sat in front of me, but I was still smiling, and crying, as he took my hands.

"Even when I don't know why so, baby, come say sorry with your body. I'll say sorry, too. I just need your sweet embrace. Wanna be closer to your kiss."

Luke kissed my forehead and it took everything in me to not kiss him on the lips.

"Person I've been lately ain't me."

"I wanna be the man you fell in love with. The world outside, tonight it don't exist. The way you're looking right now. Darling, I can't resist."

"Even on our worst nights."

"Baby, I still choose you, you. We could make. . ."

"up tonight."

"The way that lovers do, do. 'Cause I still love you!"

"Even when we fight."

"And you still love me. Even when I don't know why so, baby, come say sorry wih your body. I'll say sorry, too."

"They say. . ."

"Forgive and forget, but let's make this a night to remember."

"Make up."

"For all the regrets. Darling, I surrender."

"Even on our worst nights, baby I still choose you. We could make up tonight. . ."

(Reggie singing
Luke and Reggie singing
Literally everyone except the crowd.)

Luke pulled me to my feet and throwing myself into his arms was all I wanted to do, but I decided to wait and sing instead.

"The way that lovers do."

"Do. 'Cause I still love you."

"Even when we fight."

"And you still love me."

"Even when I don't know why, so, baby. . ."

"Come say sorry with your body. I'll say sorry, too."

"Come say sorry with your body. I'll say sorry, too."

"Come say sorry with your body. I'll say sorry, too."

"I'm sorry Reggie," Luke whispered to me. "I never should've been in that house and I've been kicking myself for it since the night you left. I started out by saying maybe it's my fault, maybe it's not, but everyone here, including me, knows that this is my fault."

"Nah," I disagreed with him. "The blame is questionable."

"That's not the point," Luke smiled. "I just wanted to apologize, because Reginald Lawrence Peters, I want. . . No, need you to be my boyfrend again. So will you?"

"That was probably the weirdest ask out I've ever heard," I admitted, "but you're too cute to say no to so I guess I'm stuck with your cute ass for the rest of my afterlife."

"Is that a yes to being my boyfriend again?" Luke asked hopefully.

"Yes, you dork," I wrapped my arms around his neck and he kissed me for the first time in a month. I missed his touch so much.

This is so very cliche, but when we kissed I felt like we were in a Disney movie. With everyone happy for us. And I felt truely happy. Like actually genuinley happy. And it's all because I get the love of my life back.

"Hey," I whispered to him.

"What?" he asked.

"I'm not talking to a memory anymore," I smiled.

"I know," he smirked. "What else did you want?"

"When the fuck did you meet John Lennon and George Harrison and why don't I know them yet? We've been together for thirty secondes and you're already slacking!"

"I'm sorry!" Luke laughed. "Let's go meet them since Alex has been with them the same amount of time as me."

"What the fuck, baby?" I asked as he grabbed my hand and dragged me towards the Beatles. "Alex over me?"

Luke ignored my comment and this quickly turned into the best day and night of my life and afterlife.