Lost (Paul Lahote story)

2 years Later

"...Life is an improvisation . You have no idea what's going to happen next and you're mostly just going to make things up as you go along. But,
Life is not measured by the number of breaths we take, but by the moments that take out breaths away.
Be who you are and say what you feel because those who mind don't matter and those who matter do mind.
That's what I've seen while being here, students asking other 'what would they do?' And then they go ahead and do it, not using their own knowledge.
You have to remember, you're time is limited, so don't waste it living someone else's life.
Don't Be trapped by dogma. No.
Don't let the noise of other people's opinion drown out your own inner voice.
And most important have the courage to follow your heart and intuition. They somehow already know what you truly want to become.
Everything else, is SECONDARY."

Lillian's POV:

"You came! I can't believe it, you actually came!" I cried out hugging Esme and Carlisle first.

"Of course we came. I've never been more proud. I mean two years. And the speech! It was amazing."

"Ness! Look at you all grown up!" I hugged her tightly. "What are you? 13 Now?" She just nodded while everyone else came and hugged and congratulated me

"So what's your plan know?"

"I-uhh. Well, I'm okay now. I have been for about 3 months. So I think it's time I go back to La Push." I said looking down any the bouquet of flowers that were given to me.

I guess that's why I invited them. I mean, I had only just gotten better 3 months ago. Why did I wait this long to contact them? It was because I wanted to make sure I was okay for good. And I am.

"I'm going to go...I need to see him."

"Go. Just, promise that that we won't lose contact. I can't wait another 2 years for you."

"Promise." I shouted as I walked away.
•••
As soon as the plane landed in Seattle, with my heels, cap and gown in hand, I ran as fast as I could to reservation. I've never wanted to see someone as much as I wanted to see him.

I made my way to Emily's. I didn't care if for once I was intruding into their home. It's past midnight, but I know they're not asleep.

I sped through the kitchen, to the breakfast table they were all sitting at. It was the exact same way as when I left.

"Paul."

Everyone was flabbergasted while he slowly turned around in shock as well. He quickly got up while I threw the things in my hand and ran to him.

It was defiantly like last time Because as I kissed him passionately in front of everyone again. Only this time the guys along with Emily and Kim were wooing and cheering.

"You're back!"

"I told you i'd come back for you." I said kissing him again.

"So I see you, holy- you got your PHD!?" Emily exclaimed as she held all my things in her hands.

"Yes ma'am. In only 2 years and I also was in the top 1% And i majored in Photography, business and performance."

"Wow! Wait-! So you compelled your way int-"

"Of course not! I " I said looking at Paul who had a big cheesy smile so I quickly pecked him again.

"How romantic!" She squealed. But stopped because a baby started crying. Which left me confused. She came back carrying a baby boy.

"This is Isaac." She said handing the toddler to me. I just felt so bad that I missed out on a lot. Or maybe just this. But they had a kid!

"Hey cutie!" I spoke to him as he giggled. He was the cutest little baby. And he has Emily's dimples.