Tomorrow Couldn't Come Any Faster

Chapter 20:The End Part 2

*2 years later*

Though he passed away, Dawson I think, is still with me. The cancer was terminal, and I think we all knew that. But I'm not ready to say goodbye just yet. Paul and I are sad, but atleast we are together. Paul's cancer has been completely gone for 3 years now, but he sadly still has the 'gene' for it. I'm not a scientist, but I know well enough of what it does.
But good news, he are expecting again. Since Paul doesn't have leukemia anymore, it's only 17 percent chance our child would have it. We promised that if it was a boy it would be Paul, and if it was a girl I would be Savannah.
Oh and, I'm in this band with Paul called Wings. It's a great band, with Denny and Jimmy and everything. Right now I'm at the studio waiting for Paul to arrive.
"Ello beautiful" he says. I give him a tight hug, as he continues with "I have a good song Idea, I already have some lyrics. Wanna hear?" "Sure, love." I reply with a warm smile. The long hair does really suit him, and his voice has gotten a bit deeper. The way his face reflects off the light reminds me when I first met him in school, freshman year. What a heartthrob, and still is apparently. He picks up the guitar, and clears his throat.
"Maybe I'm amazed at the way you love me all the time
Maybe I'm afraid of the way I love you
Maybe I'm amazed by the way you put me out of time
Haunt me all night
Maybe I'm amazed at the way I really need you...
That's all I got," he says. He gives a hopeful smile. "Is that... About... Me?" I asked, shocked. "It's always about you, Juliette." He gets up and sits on my lap, giving me a loving, passionate kiss. The rare kiss that I get when he means it, where I know that he's mine forever...
The rest of the recording goes as planned with the other lads.
It goes on until '79, and the band decides to split. It's not too sad, because we all know its time to move on from the rock star image. For now. It will come back. For sure.
But right now, I am happy in Paul's arms, the arms that helped me through my hard times, my happy times, my lonely times. He was there all along, and we are one, forever.