That night I cried (Phils pov)

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I took off my ring and placed it on the bathroom counter.

I took off my contacts and put my glasses on. as I walked back to my room I kept the ring on my finger. I sat there looking at it, looking at how the knot had been made to intertwine with the metal. it made me smile knowing that she might be doing the same with her own.

I reached into my drawer and pulled out my Gameboy, to instantly put it back in.

I looked through the drawer and found a photo in a frame.

it was a photograph of Micheal and I at a Green Day concert. I bought Micheal those tickets as a birthday gift, he loved green day. I put the photo frame on my bed and opened my MacBook to put on his favorite song, (see media above).

I began to tear up.

Look at what I had

if I could do it, Micheal definitely could have.

I didn't even bother holding back my tears I just let them flow out.

I shut off the song and closed my laptop.

I clutched the picture of us in my hands. I was 20 in this picture, but at that time it seems, we were just kids, we had no worries in the world.on the internet People see me as childish, yet very mature. I had matured a lot over 5 years. 

I had lost Micheal 5 whole years ago, and look at how far I'd come.

I guess y/n heard me crying as she walked into my room and took the picture from me.

"Is this Micheal Phil?"

"Y-Yes it is..."

"What did Micheal want you too be?"

"Happy... he wanted me to find love"

"So why are you sad. you did what Micheal wanted for you. you found me. he wouldn't want you to cry, but to see these pictures with him and laugh at your funny memories. why don't you put that on the shelf in the lounge. next to Edward Cullen."

"Ok y/n... we'll do that tomorrow. can you stay in my room tonight... actually can you always stay in my room?"

"Don't you mean our room Phil?"

"Really?!? You mean it?!?"

"I have been waiting for you to ask..."

"Perfect!"

"I love you Snow."

"I love you too Love"

I wrapped my arms around her and she rested her head on my pillow, next to my shoulder. I love her so much, she takes the tears from my face. how on earth did I get so so lucky? 

and that night I fell asleep thinking how proud Micheal must be of his best friend.

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