Stuck in the Friendzone || m.c. || 5SOS

Epilogue

5 Years Later...

Amelia's POV

Today was a day that I needed to have off work. It's been tiring and I've helped start up multiple different bands. I'm really proud of some of them and I'm sure that they'll make it one day. As of now, I am currently doing nothing with my life. It is dedicated solely to my job, really. I have no social life (which I never really had) and I'm always am on Netlifx (which -again- is not really a change). 

I walked into the music shop in Sidney to find some of my favorites. I just got a turntable and could play records now! I was so excited when the industry gave it to me 2 months ago for my 25th birthday. I realized that I hadn't bought any records for it, so I decided I should go and buy some. 

I made my way into the vinyl section and found Green Day. I smiled at the memories of Michael, my best friend, and picked it up. It was the American Idiot album, Michael and I's favorite. I flipped it over just so I could examine the full thing.

"Wow, that's a great record," someone said behind me.

"Yeah," I breathed without taking my eyes of the record.

"You know, my best friend and i used to blast that album from my car," the stranger stated making me turn around.

As soon as I did, my heart stopped and tears started to form in my eyes. I hadn't seen Michael in six years. I embraced him into a hug and started to cry into his chest. "Oh my gosh!" I exclaimed as I tried to calm myself down. "I've missed you so much."

"I have too, beautiful," he told me kissing the top of my head. "I wanted to see you sooner, but everything just got so rushed. I'm really sorry about that."

I pulled away and shook my head. "Don't be," I said. "You were fulfilling you dreams."

Michael looked down and scratched his nose. "Actually, I didn't," he said solemnly.

"What do you mean?" I asked in disbelief. "You're everywhere! 5 Seconds of Summer has hit the big time and you guys are an international success! Everyone loves you!"

"I don't care if everyone loves me," he stated as he closed his eyes. I could tell he was fighting back tears. "Fame has changed me, Amelia. I am a huge dick now, and I don't think I can handle this much longer. I can never get a rest, I'm constantly being stalked by teenage girls. I can't take it anymore." Michael finally opened his eyes and looked up at me. His eyes were blood shot and were all glossy from the tears that were starting to stream down his face. "I don't care if everyone loves me, I only care if you do."

His crying made me start crying more. He then pulled me in for another hug, giving me a death grip. "I love you, Amelia, and I've never stopped loving you," he confessed. "It's true I have dated celebrities and models, but they were all distractions from you. It's just too much, and I've decided to come here and stay with you for awhile. If that's okay."

I smiled sympathetically. "Of course it's okay, Michael," I said to him. I then smirked at him. "The only problem is, I only have one bed."

Michael wiped away from of his tears and a smile crept on his face. "Oh, well, what're we going to do about that?" he asked smugly.

"I'd have you sleep on the couch, but... it's really uncomfortable."

"Mind if I slip in with you?" he questioned raising an eyebrow and smirking.

I smirked even more as I looked at him. "I don't know," I sighed. "If you want." 

I then smiled and he clung onto me again. "I love you so much, Amelia," he told me.

"I love you too, Michael," I replied pressing my lips upon his. "Now, let's buy this and then-"

"We take the long way home," he smiled at his reference to his own song. "I wrote that song for you too."

I blushed. "Come on, Clifford," let's get going.

Woah.... I posted a chapter... YES I DID!!! I hope you enjoyed this because it was a little extra something because the ending kind of sucked. 

-Mrs. Moriarty-