Take Care | Channing Tatum

Chapter Nineteen- Love Runs Out

//7 years later//
~Vanessa's P.O.V~

"Babe come on, we're late!" Shouted Chris.

"5 more seconds." I said while struggling to put on mascara.

"Wow I can't believe you've come this far, few years earlier you would stress about exams, and school and not being good enough and now look at you! Getting ready give a speech at Yale! I'm proud of you." Said Chris and kissed me. I kissed him back. It's good to have someone supportive when you're nervous.

"Thank you baby." I said

"Okay now we gotta go. You don't want to be late do you?" he said wiggling his eyebrows. I couldn't help but laugh.

"Okay let's go" I said grabbing my purse.

~Channing's P.O.V~

"So how do you feel? Getting ready for your last final match?" Said the interviewer.

"Well, I am kinda emotional. Obviously. It's hard after all these years playing with my team." I said

"Yeah I can imagine, and do you have any plans for the future ? What do you plan on doing?"

"For now, I'll take a few months of, go back to Berkeley, live there for a while. And frankly, I didn't though about what'll happen afterwards. " I said laughing. I am bored as hell. This guy sucks. What type of questions are these?

Luckily the interview ended and I headed back to home. I was leaving in a few days, I couldn't really visit the US in these past years, I worked really hard and thank God it payed off. I don't want to brag but I was a pretty well known player, I was getting paid more than average. Things worked out pretty good in the UK.

Vanessa didn't came to visit , can't blame her, she seems to be pretty busy, we sometimes talk using Skype but that's it, from what I know, she finished her school with the highest GPA, obviously found a job with a high rate, and which payed good -duh-, I think she's still living with Chris, which really bugs me.

We tried to date from far distance but couldn't keep up, and well Jenna comes to visit very often and I didn't think she's as annoying as she used to be. We get along very well, and we decided to try dating again, which is really not horrible. Jonah got out of jail, and we sometimes talk but that's it.

I should start packing, and probably should take a shower. I smell like a potato that has been eaten by a baby and puked afterwards. I have weird ways of describing stuff.

~Vanessa's P.O.V~

"Ugh was it too bad?" I said to Chris.

"No, not even near bad, even I got inspired." He said winking and smiling.

"Silly." I said punching him playfully.

"It was kinda boring though, I gotta admit." He said

"I don't really care, I'm glad it's over." I said with a relieved tone.

"Oh and by the way, Channing texted you." said Chris with a very unwilling tone. Like he didn't wanted to tell me that.

"Okay let me take a look." I said searching for my phone.

"I'll fix some dinner for us, you should rest." he said kissing me. Then headed to the kitchen.

I opened the text from Channing.

>>Give me a call when you get this<<

Odd. I called him from skype.

"Heyy." I said cheerfully.