Good Match (A sokeefe [kotlc] fanfiction)

Chapter Twenty-Two

a/n: Happy Thanksgiving, Americans! Thanks for reading this and I promise I'll get to readying all the books you commented as soon as I can c:

My mom bought ingredients for mallowmelt and mallowmelt cupcakes but because of my sister refusing to help me they were never made so I weaseled my mom into agreeing to make them tomorrow. 

Also, who hear watches or has watched Friends? I'm in the middle of binge watching it for the first time and I'm at season 3 episode 18 and I'm in love. 

Funny Story: I looked at the stuff about this book only author's can see and did you know 66% of you guys are female? The rest are private. I have no male readers, lol. WHERE ARE THE GUY KEEPERS?

AND OMG I LOVED WRITING THIS CHAPTER SO MUCH LIKE THE ENDING ASDFGHJKL LIKE ERG I LOVED IT SO MUCH I FINISHED IT IN AN HOUR AND I EVEN STOPPED WATCHING THE FRIENDS EPISODE IN THE MIDDLE TO FULLY FOCUS ON IT BECAUSE ERGGGGGGG THE KEEFE-FITZ BROMANCE IS JUST NOT MENTIONED ENOUGH IN THE BOOKS AND I THINK THEY DESERVE SOMETHING

"I don't get it."

"It's not you, It's me. I just can't live this lie anymore."

"But things were going so well. . ." Keefe stared at her in shock.

"Yeah, but. . . I just can't make you anymore mallowmelt," she said, sighing. "You're going to die of diabetes or something from how much you eat it!"

"It's organic!"

"It's going to be the demise of us all," she stated sadly. "I can't live this lie of pretending it's not, anymore." She looked down at her feet sadly. "I just can't, Keefe."

"We can make it work," he argued. "Maybe just make it a once every two weeks thing?"

"I can't, Keefe--"

"Are you guys breaking up?" Grady asked, walking into the room with surprise.

The two looked at him as if he was crazy. "Why would we be breaking up?" Sophie asked, confused. "I'm just cutting off his mallowmelt supply."

"Della tried doing that once to Alden but it didn't work," Grady said, laughing. 

"See! Alden eats it all the time and he's perfectly fine," Keefe said, looking back at her while gesturing widely to the open air. 

"I refuse," she said, sitting down on the couch. 

"Sophie. . . " He trailed off, sitting next to her and turning to face her. "Please?"

"No."

He poked her cheek. "Plllllllllease?"

"Nope."

He poked her cheek once more. "Pretty pretty please with a custard burst on top?"

A small smile forced it's way onto her lips and you could tell she was trying to make it go away. "No."

"I'm just going to go talk to Edaline and pretend I never saw you guys act cute together and was fine with it," Grady said, rolling his eyes before walking away.

They both turned to where he walked away from before turning back to face each other. "Fine," Keefe huffed, letting out a small deep sigh.

She turned to him and grinned. She leaned in to peck his cheek but he turned his head so instead she kissed his lips. "Idiot," she said, slapping his arm slightly.

"Your favorite idiot," he said with a teasing smirk. 

"My favorite idiot is. . ." She started to think.  "Uh, just not you," she finally retorted.