Chapter Forty: The Children Who Missed Each Other

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-7 years later, October 2nd-

"Okay, Frank. Can we bring her back?" I asked.

It had been 7 years since Y/N's been lost in the future.

So I tried. Every year on October 2nd. Last year was close, but not close enough. I just hoped that it would work this time.

"I'm ready when you are." he said. I pressed my palms against his and looked down to the ground. I closed my eyes.

"Ready."

You clutched Fudge tightly to your chest. After Gerard disappeared, you were alone. But then someone found you. Someone who accidentally fell in love with you.

Dallon sat down next to you. He wrapped his arm around your shoulder and you shifted closer to him. You leaned your head against his shoulder he took your hand.

"I miss Five, Dallon." You said, sighing. You wondered how much he had matured since then. How he looked. You looked older, much older.

Dallon frowned. "One day, you'll see him again one day." He said with a hopeful smile on his face. "But if I go, where will I see you?" You asked, wanting to see Five but not wanting to leave Dallon. "It's at the back of our photo." he said.

You sighed. "When will I see you again..." You said to the picture of Five, running your thumb over his face. Dallon looked at you, his emerald hues still reminding you of Five's.

"We keep this love in a photograph, we make these memories for ourselves, were our eyes are never closing, hearts were never broken, times forever frozen still." You sang, your heart slowly giving up. Dallon looked at you and hummed along to the song you were singing.

"So you can keep me inside the pocket of your ripped jeans, holding me close until our eyes meet. You won't ever be alone, wait for me to come home." I sang quietly as Frank and I started to open up a portal.

"And if you hurt me, that's okay baby only words bleed. Inside these pages you just hold me and you won't ever be alone." You sang, holding Dallon closer as you felt a gust of wind.

"When I'm away, I will remember how you kissed me," I sang keeping my eyes shut.

"Under the lamp post back on sixth Street," you sang, burying your head in Dallon's chest.

"Hearing you whisper through the phone," I sang and I slowly started to hear another voice singing with me.

You felt the wind stop and you looked up. You were in a completely different place, one that you recognized. The Academy.

"Wait for me to come home." You sang, your voice harmonizing with someone else's. You looked up into the eyes of who's voice it was. You couldn't believe who it was.

"F-Fiv?" You stuttered, your eyes filled with tears. "Y/N?" Five approached you and helped you up.

He wrapped you in a warm hug, something you haven't felt in years. You hugged him back and nuzzled your head into his neck.

You smelled his signature cologne that you were surprised that he kept for so long. You felt safe again. You felt safe in his arms.

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