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epilogue ; one last

A year. A year has passed.

That one month in Seattle? Didn’t happen. Summer and Jordan finally got together so she wanted to stay. Of course, I agreed. The both of us moved in the same building as Jordan. The two of them went to Canada to fetch the rest of our stuff and put the house up for sale.

Zach never talked to me ever again. He still played with everyone else. And that Mer girl? That’s his ex who he thought he still loved, that’s why they were making out that day I came. Fucking bullshit.

And now it’s PAX again. Everyone’s forcing me to come along…

“No fucking way.” I told them.

“Come on! Please?” Summer begs me.

“Do you remember what happened last year? What if I see him again?”

They both turned silent. “He’s not coming…” Jordan says.

I hesitated. “Are you sure? You’re not lying?”

They smile at each other. “Positive.” They said at the same time. 

♡

They lied.

There he was, laughing his ass off because of something my sister said, looking good as ever. I stood there, frozen. What do I do?

Summer whispers something to him and his face turned serious. He turns to me and our eyes connect. My throat dries up. I turn around to face the door and went outside. My eyes well up. I miss him so much. I miss his eyes, his smile, his laugh. Why did I even give up on him? I sobbed, hard.

I hear the door open and close. “Hey.” I know that voice from anywhere. “Are you okay…?” He touches my shoulders and I feel a wave of electricity. I thought I was over him? Guess not…

“Yeah.” My voice cracks as I wipe my tears off.

“Can you look at me for a second please?”

I hesitated but turned anyway. He hugged me. “I missed you so much.” He said through my hair. Is he… crying? “Please give me another chance…”

I was lost for words. Did he think I’d give him a chance after that? Idiot. “I – no.”

He pulls away and looks at me, eyes puffy. “No?”

“No.” I turn away.

“Please, Autumn. Even as friends? Please. I need you.” I stared at him. He looked so vulnerable. I needed him, too. Do I accept?

“J – just one last chance. One.”