Until We Meet Again

22.

Epilogue
1 year later

"Charlie we're going to be late." Nick scolds me from our living room.

We live together in a small flat not far away from both of our parents' houses.

That way I can still see Ollie, and Nick can still be close to his mum.

Tori is moving out in a few days with Michael. We won't be able to see each other as much, but she has started facetiming us once per week, so I'm sure we won't lose contact.

Nick has been reassuring me over it.

Living together truly is something else, I can have him and look at him whenever I want, and I feel like it's put a purpose back in my life.

Right now, he's scolding me because I've been in our room for a few hours now, trying on clothes I didn't even remember I owned.

I've tried three outfits but none of them seemed nice enough for the occasion.

"I don't have anything to put on." I whine, and hear my boyfriend grunt before getting up.

His fancy shoes make a loud sound on our floor, and it's irritating me slightly.

It all disappears when I see him leaning against the doorway.
As usual, he looks wonderful.

"Your closet is full of nice clothes." Nick argues and i hear him walk to our bedroom, where all my clothes are put down on the bed.

It's a mess, and I know what he's going to say.

I started doubting my choice of clothes yesterday, and he simply told me to choose an outfit before going to bed, because I wouldn't be able to chose a nice one in time the next day.

He was right, but there's no way I'm going to admit it.

He knows me too well for me to argue anyway.

"What did I tell you last night?" he says, and now it's my time to groan.

He annoys me so much sometimes.

He doesn't give me any time to reply to him, knowing the 'i told you so' situations piss me off way more than they should.

"What about the lilac suit? We'd match!"

Nick is wearing white, and the dress code is light colours, so the lilac suit would do just fine.

I hum, thinking about how cute we'd look, and push Nick out of our room.

"Alright." I say before pecking his lips. "I finally made up my mind, I'm wearing the lilac one."

Nick scoffs as I close the door behind me to get changed.

He opens it again just as my towel drops from my hips.

"I think you should thank me properly for that choice of outfit." he tells me as he walks to me.

"Was my kiss not enough?" I say as I put on a pair of boxers.

I can't believe today's the day. We've all been feeling nervous about it.