Together Forever (Sequel to Lawley Love... Kian fanfic)

Chapter 9:

Before I pulled into my drive-way after work, as usual, I stopped at the mailbox to get my mail. I sat at the end of the drive, in my car and flipped through all the junk, bills, and coupons that I had received. As I was flipping through the pile something caught my eye. A letter. A letter with familiar handwriting that I couldn't quite place to its owner. I looked for a return address and the name to who had sent it. Nothing. My curiosity was eating me alive at this point, so I drove up to my house and hurried inside. My dogs greeted me at the door, I kicked off my shoes and threw my purse and keys on the counter. Taking the mysterious letter with me, I curled up on the couch and ripped it open. It was folded nicely and very precise. I opened it up, it read:

Dear Aliyah,

I don't even know where to start off. I've got to be one of the stupidest fucking people on the planet. Like who in their right fucking mind would let YOU out of all people go...?!

Its been a year. A whole damn year, and I didn't have the goddamn balls to call you. I couldn't even text you. And here I am now sitting in my empty house with Hazel (my dog) and crying writing this cheesy ass letter. I shouldn't of let you walk out this time. You were and continue to be the best thing that's ever happened to me in my entire life. Aliyah, I fucking love you. I can't stop thinking about you. Everyday, since the day we split, I could not stop thinking about you and what a big mistake I made. I know I'll never get the opportunity to wake up next to you, to make you happy, to be the father of your kids, or marry you, but I just couldn't live with myself knowing I didn't tell you one last time how much you mean to me. I know I can't be the one to make you happy, so I just hope to fucking god that you find someone who can. I want him to treat you like a fucking princess. I want him to protect you and never let anything happen to you. Something I couldn't do.

I want to be the 'him' Al...

I love you...

-Kian Lawley

I sat up straighter and wiped away the tears the had surfaced. Why did he let me go if he wanted me that bad? I walked upstairs to my bedroom. Making my way to my bed, I bent down and pulled out a shoe-box. I sat down and lifted the lid, inside I had saved all of the pictures of Kian and I. I also had pictures of some pictures of Mason. I lifted the picture of Kian and I at the pier the night we first met. A tear drop fell on the picture. "Stop crying." I mumbled to myself, as I continued to flip through of all the great memories I had made with him. I pulled out another picture of Kian and I at the beach. "I miss those days." I said to myself, thinking out loud. "Me too." another voice said behind me. I quickly turned to look behind me. "Oh my fucking god! How the fuck did you get in my house!?" I screamed getting to my feet. He stepped into my room now, "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to scare you..." he whispered looking towards me. "Kian, why.?" I replied, feeling the lump in my throat surface. He shook his head stepping closer towards me,"Al..." he began. I cut him of, "Why the hell didn't you call me!? Why didn't you text m-me like oh m-my god...!" I screamed at him, letting tears roll out of my eyes. "Aliyah, I'm a damn pussy that's why!" he shot back at me. I saw a tear roll down his cheek as he shook his head. I stepped closer to him and reached for his hand. He looked up at me and pulled me into him. I stood on my tip-toes and wrapped my arms around his neck, while he did the same but around my waist. His scent is a trap. I buried my face in the crook of his neck and let the more tears I'd been holding back surface. Kian rubbed my back gently and softly, just as he did when we were together. He pulled away the slightest, enough for him to see my face, a leaned in. Closer and closer and then..........

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THEN WHAT?