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Song recs: Always been you- Shawn Mendes (Literally wrote this book knowing this was the final song...) 

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•Angeline's POV•

"Matt, wait!"

The words left my mouth before I could stop them. My heart was racing as I watched him turn back, confusion flickering in his eyes. Nick and Chris stopped too, standing just a few feet behind him, but it was like everything else around us blurred. In that moment, all I saw was him.

Matt.

The boy I'd laughed with, cried with, and spent countless nights talking to about everything and nothing. The boy who'd always been there for me, even when things between us got complicated. Especially when things got complicated.

I didn't think—I just moved. My feet carried me across the airport floor faster than I realized, and suddenly, I was standing right in front of him. His eyes widened, and for a split second, neither of us said anything. The world was holding its breath, waiting.

But I couldn't wait any longer.

Without a word, I reached up, grabbed his face between my hands, and pressed my lips to his.

It was like the world stopped spinning. Everything around us faded away—the sounds of the busy airport, the announcements over the intercom, the people rushing by. It was just me and Matt. The boy I'd always wanted but had been too scared to admit.

I felt him tense for a heartbeat, probably just as surprised as I was, but then he relaxed, his hands coming up to gently hold my waist. The kiss was soft and sweet, filled with all the things we hadn't said for so long. All the feelings I'd buried deep inside. And in that kiss, I knew.

It had always been him.

When I finally pulled back, my hands still cupping his face, I looked into his eyes, my heart pounding in my chest. His breath was shallow, and his lips slightly parted as if he were still processing what just happened.

"It was always you, Matt," I whispered, my voice barely audible above the noise of the terminal. But I knew he heard me. I could see it in the way his eyes softened, in the way a slow, almost disbelieving smile spread across his face.

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•Matt's POV•

She kissed me.

Angeline. The girl I had spent months thinking about, wishing for, and hoping she'd feel the same again. She kissed me.

I stood there, completely frozen, my mind trying to catch up with what just happened. My heart was pounding in my chest so loudly that I was sure she could hear it. Her hands were still on my face, her touch gentle but grounding, like she was anchoring me to reality.

And then she said it.

"It was always you, Matt."

Those words hit me like a tidal wave, crashing over everything I thought I knew. I had been waiting for so long to hear her say something like that, but I never thought it would actually happen. I thought she'd move on—hell, I thought I might have to move on. But here she was, standing in front of me, telling me that it had always been me.