Epilogue

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I was super iffy about writing an epilogue but it kind of made me happy to officially be able to finish off this story and I just want to thank all of you for reading, voting, and commenting. I hope you guys like the ending(:

I would like to say that it's been five years and everything's great, but I would be lying to you. It hasn't been five years, it's been seven months since Andy and I have been dating and it hasn't always been smiles and laughs but we stuck through it. We are both going to college, sadly it isn't going to be the same one. We both decided to follow our dreams and yet our dreams took us a thousand miles in different directions. Maybe distance makes a relationship stronger, well I wasn't a believer of that.

We had talked about it before but it usually ended in arguments or we'll always be together talks. I don't know how long we could keep faking it for but we both knew it had to inevitably end. It's ironic though because once Andy asked me out, I went over to his house and he told me all about his dreams and aspirations. Somehow our dreams got interlocked it was no longer oh I'm going to do this, it was we are going to do this.

It's sweet that we thought of a future together, we didn't go as crazy as to name our future children but it was nice to know he thought we weren't just a high school fling and that's why it made this harder.

Tomorrow was graduation and I had to tell him today before we graduated and felt free to start our lives together. I had to do it tonight, I had to go break his heart even after wanting us to be together for so long.

I could pretend we would last forever and ever but that's not reality. I couldn't stop the tears from running down my face, I think that what people fail to realize is that it's hard for somebody to break up with someone else because you know how much you're hurting them and you just hurt yourself back in the process.

I scrolled through the pictures on my phone, there was a picture of Andy's and I's failed first date, it was an absolute fail but still memorable, there was another picture of a road trip we took after we saw the movie Paper Towns and surprisingly we didn't end up hating each other and the picture was hilarious since I couldn't fit all the boys in the picture. We had so many memories together, from spending Christmas together, to having Mary Ann meet Annabelle, to running together, to having him still sneak up into my room at night, and so many more stupid idiotic adorable things Andy did.

It just felt so much longer than it was and yet I cherished every moment spent together. By now more tears were falling down my face and I know that part of me wishes, madly wishes, that we can do this. That we can go to college miles away and still someone find time for each other. People do it, I just don't think I can.

I had talked to Matt, Oliver, and Jace about this and they've all tried to convince me not to because our love was special and different, they pulled so many cliches but even if I broke up with Andy, I know I'd still have them around. Sadly, they all got into the same school with the same soccer scholarship because they were actually that good, only I was missing from that picture. However, Bash and I are going to the same school because of our academics, at least I'd have one friend.

Let's just say that Andy wasn't all that thrilled when he found out that he couldn't go to college with me but Bash could. After numerous arguments, he finally was okay with me going to college with Bash because Andy knew I loved him.

Yes I loved him, in every way I possibly could. I can't describe the feeling I get to anyone when I'm around him. It's like all those doubts and worries just go away and we go into a perfect little bubble. I knew I would be leaving a part of me with Andy once I leave. He's the guy that whenever his name is mentioned, I just can't help but smile. I know the whole there's more fish in the sea, well I'm okay with just that one fish. And yet, I have to do what's best for the both of us.

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