Here it is. The last part. Wahh :(
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5 years Later:
I sat down on the train on my way to Melbourne City. I was going to an Alumni meeting and couldn’t be bothered taking a taxi car. The past years have been incredible. I turned my life around. I finished out Rehab and have been sober since. I never once had a sip of any type of alcohol since and my father was incredibly proud. I even went to Uni. I majored in Elementary eduction. I work with younger kids with special needs. It’s the greatest job in the entire world. I was going into Melbourne to meet with one of my professors from Uni. We became friends once I told her my story. I just told my family it was an Alumni meeting.
“Can I sit here?” I heard a voice. It sounded familiar but I couldn’t put a finger on where I heard it. I looked up from my book and a giant smile came across my face.
“Willow?” said the face. It was Beau. I haven’t seen him in a very long time. Since the fight and my dad told him I couldn’t see him.
“Hello Beau.” I said looking at his bright green eyes. He looked good. He really did. He was a little scruffy and needed a shave, but his face was tan from the hot summer sun. And he looked as if he had been working out a lot. I couldn’t help but notice his muscular arms from his tank top. He was dressed so casually I felt a bit over dressed.
“You look amazing.” He complimented me.
“You don’t look too bad yourself.” I smiled putting my book away.
“How are you?” He said making small talk.
“Really great. I have been pretty busy.”
“I heard. I heard about the new job. Congratulations!”
“Thank you. I hear you’re doing pretty well yourself. With all the success in the states, and in the UK” I smiled at him.
“Yeah it had been fun. I don’t think it’s going to last much longer. I kind of want to settle down and move on. You know?”
“Beau you’re only, what? 25! You have your entire life ahead of you to settle down.”
“I know, but I have doing this since I was 18 and I’m kind of over it. I want to travel and see the world. The states and UK were great, but I want to go places.”
“I get it.”
“I heard you went to Uni! that’s great.”
“It was. It was a blast. I met some nice people and some real people.”
“How is Timmy?” He said referring to my Uni boyfriend. I met him my freshman year and we dated until I was a Junior. I guess Beau didn’t know we had broken up.
“I don’t know. I haven’t talked to him in a while.”
“You guys broke up?”
“Yeah a while ago. He got bored I guess. I guess three years doesn’t mean anything to him.” I laughed at the patheticness of the relationship.
“You will find someone. You’re too beautiful not to.” I blushed at Beau’s comment.
“What about you? Look at you. Where is Ms. Beau Brooks?” I laughed and Beau smiled. I missed his smile.
“She doesn’t exist. Just a figment of my imagination.”
“She will come. You just got to give her time.”
“I don’t know if I want her to come.”
“You just said you want to settle down!” I said confused.
“I know, but I like being single. But I do miss loving someone. The feeling leaves me upset. I miss it. I miss having the laughs, the kisses, the everything. I miss you.” I he basically whispered.
“Beau.” Was all I could say. I wiped the little tears that were coming from my eyes.
“I do miss you Willow.” He said getting up. I was guessing it was his stop.
“I miss you too beau.” I said following him. We were getting off together.
“Will I ever see you after this?” He said grabbing my hand.
“Yes. You will.” I said slipping him a piece of paper before getting into the taxi that was waiting for me.
Beau’s Point of View:
I held the paper tightly in my hand watching her leave. I waved and mouthed I love you. Except she couldn’t see it. I found my car and got in sitting, making myself not cry. I un folded the paper. It was dated. September 7th, 2012. The day that I wrote the twitlonger and Luke yelled at me.
Beau,
I’m writing this in response to your twitlonger. I was too much of a baby to write it online. Also I couldn’t say it because then I would get hate for it. Let me tell you, your fans are crazy. But I know they’re only looking out for their idol.
If you’re wondering why i’m actually writing this it’s because I’m hoping that one day I will run into you again. It could be 10 years from now, but I do want to see you again. I know that I will. I’m writing this from my Rehab room. Don’t worry Beau i’m fine. I checked myself in. I thought that I needed some drinking help and I did. So I got it. Made the decision myself.
I do miss you terribly Beau, you were my everything. I thought we were going to be infinite. I really did. It’s a shame my dad didn’t let me stay with you longer. I thought we would never end. But all good things come to end? Right? Nothing lasts forever? I always thought that It did. I guess I was wrong. I can say that I’m a little disappointed in you Beau. You didn’t stand up for me. You just let my father walk all over us. But I can’t blame you, he is a scary guy. Pretty intimidating. Maybe it’s the fact he is the prime minister, and I was his daughter. It’s not your fault. I was born into the wrong family.
I don’t know where my life is going to take me. I don’t know what i’m going to do when I get out of this place and I don’t know if I’m going to get in trouble or praised. I know one thing, I’m going to be happy. I’m going to make sure that no matter what i am happy. That’s all that life is supposed to be about. Being happy right? I know happiness is important. I hope that you really get to read this. and if you are then it means that you met me again some time in the future.
Here is a note to Future Beau. Go after me. I don’t know where I am or what I am about to do. But I was probably too afraid to say how I felt. I’m not good with my feelings I never was. Do me a favor Beau and find me. And don’t let me go. I probably want you. I now I want you know and those feelings won’t change. Like you said Beau. You won’t forget your first love. You can’t. I wont forget you Beau. I promise you that. Now put the note down now. And find me. Don’t let me go either.
-Willow Fisher.
I did just as Willow told me. I put the note in my pocket and went to run after her. To chase after my first and only love.
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So I hope that you liked this story! I really enjoyed writing it. It was fun writing for BEau instead of Luke. Keep reading my stories because I have another Janoskians fanfiction in the mix of being written. And actually it's like the best one yet. (Well kinda. I loved Fall) It's not a sappy love story like Fall or one like this. It's more dramatic with a bit of love but not some Cliche love story. I'll post her outfit in the comments below. Thank You all for reading. -Skyla
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