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(please forgive me; it's EXTREMELY too long. it's just basically their future together😊)

EXACTLY THREE YEARS LATER

I graduate college in a year and now I live by myself with my dog, Ash, I mean I am 21 years old, but I can't stand living alone. BUT shoutout to the guys for helping find an apartment after me and jacob's breakup. it's also been three years today since my mom died. that day she told me about her tumor, I went to wake her up from her nap, but she never woke up. the following week we had her burial and funeral. and then the next week, Sammy and Skate, along with Jack and Jack, released more songs, which everyone fell in love with, therefore they got even bigger and started recording with more people such as Dillon Rupp and Wesley Stromberg. they started doing more digitours and events. those events got longer and longer each time. it finally got to the point where I didn't see them anymore. it's probably been about a little past a year since I saw them.

before, everyone could tell sam and I were flirting, so I think nate decided it was his time to move on. he did and he's been having the same girlfriend for about six months. don't ask me how she handles all the traveling because I couldn't, which is why sam and I never turned into something. matt and johnson still have their girlfriends. in fact, I think matt might propose to Lily, if he didn't already. it's been a while since I sat down and talked to any of them. I mean I still text them (sam every night) but that's just not the same.

I sat down on my couch with a tub of ice cream and watched the fosters. since it's pouring outside, I have nothing better to do. my Great Dane hovers over me on the couch and stares at the ice cream. "you can't have this, " i fuss him and he whines, putting his head on top of mine. I laugh as I hear a knock on the door. it's midnight, what the hell? I get up and put my ice cream on the kitchen counter.

I open the door and see... Sam?? "hey" he smiles at me. I didn't reply, I just pulled him straight for a hug. I could've stayed like that, but then I hear a big thud in my house. I peak inside and see ice cream all over the ground and Ash licking it. "Ash! really?" I yelled. "someone's here? Is that your boyfriend?" sam asked, sounding upset.

"yeah, we've been dating for a year" I decided to go along with him. "ohh.. uh, how old is he?" he asked. "we'll one in dog years" he laughs and realizes how idiotic he just sounded. "we flirt all the time, you'd think I'd have a boyfriend?" I laugh. he blushes, "can I come in" I put my finger to my chin "hmm, I guess so" he laughs and follows me in. "oh shit" he abruptly stopped laughing, "nope. uh uh, that's a big ass dog" I laugh and pull him closer to me. "he's nice"

sam sits on the couch while I clean up the ice cream. "do you want something to drink? I got water, powerade, or wine" he laughs, "red or white?" "red" he nods, telling me that's fine. I fix us both a glass and I sit on the couch next to him.

we talked, watched TV, and drank wine for probably about two hours when he says, "I could do this all the time" he smiles. "do what?" I ask sipping my wine. "live with you" I frown, "but you can't with all the events you have going on" but he smiles anyways. "that's exactly why I came here. I wanted to tell you that from now on we're only going to have like maybe two tours a year, that's all. I'll be able to be with you" he grabs my hand. "really?" im sure I'm cheesing right now. he nods his head, "well I mean you can live with me, if you want to" I offer. "I don't want to intrude" I roll my eyes. "I hate living alone. please come live with me" he laughs and nods his head.

he lays on the sofa and pats the spot next to him. I lay down facing him, just like the night my mom came visit me. "I'm only moving in if we can have the other sofa and give this one to the boys or something" I laugh, "theres no way in the world im doing that" I laugh. he doesn't say anything, he just pulls me closer and kisses me. I don't even remember the last time we kissed, honestly, but I'm glad we are now.

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