Liar Liar (BoyxBoy)

Chapter Twenty-Eight

 Vincent and a song ♡ →

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                           6 Months Later

           Vincent's POV

I watched as Brody walked up the podium on the stage. As valedictorian he had to make a speech to all the graduating students, parents, and faculty members. I was worried, he was so nervous when he found out the he had to do this. He feared that he was going to trip and fall on his way up the stage, or even fumble on his words.

He did absolutely amazing making the speech in my bedroom the other day, but now he just looked jittery. I wish I could just go up there and give him the reassurance he needed, but I wasn't allowed. 

Once Brody was on stage, and in front of the podium, his attention went straight to me. I gave him a reassuring smile, and I blew him a kiss. 

He smiled broadly at me and started the speech; 

"Good evening, ladies and gentlemen. It is a tremendous honor to be speaking before you tonight.

I stand before you today thanks to many people. First, I would like to thank my parents for being amazing the past few months, you guys not may have been there entire time of my life, but I wouldn't be standing here today if it weren't for you two. 

Second, I have to thank all the teachers who helped shape me into the person I am today. 

Third, I would like to thank my best friend, Hannah, for being fantastic and putting up with me for the last few years of our lives. Also, Carson for just being there for me when I needed him most. And let's not forget the fangirls who made my time here unforgettable. But there's one special person I would like to thank, for not only showing me what true love is, but for being there to help me through my ups and downs of my time here, Vincent. Thank you, and I love you guys. 

When you honestly think about it, in a hundred years, all of us will be dead.

It is a sobering thought, on a night that is supposed to be about celebrating, but I say this for a reason; you have less than a hundred years left on this earth. What you choose to do with those years, this one life you have, is up to you.

You can take a job you hate and spend your years chasing pieces of paper that dictate your social class and the amount of useless things that you own, making yourself miserable in the process. Or, you can be happy.

When I think of happiness, I do not think of contentment or satisfaction. Having what you need and having what you want are totally separate concepts. Do not sacrifice what you want because you are afraid to risk what you already have. Hunter S. Thompson once asked, 'Who is the happier man, he who has braved the storm of life and lived or he who has stayed securely on shore and merely existed?' To live your life fully involves taking risks, and I hope, class of 2014, that you are willing to take them.

When I think of happiness, I do not think of extra money in the bank or a shiny new car in the driveway. These are all great things, but ultimately, they are things, and any happiness they can bring is hollow and temporary.

When I think of happiness, I think of love. Find something you love more than you can ever hope to explain, something you love so much that it hurts you to think of ever being without it, and do it. Loving what you do is the first step to becoming an expert. It will take work, and dedication, and time, but if you love something more than you love your life, your life, I think, will be worth living.