the day it all ends

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Monday. Outside, it looked like it was already late in the morning. Zak was asleep, with your letter still in his hands. He wakes up by the sound of his phone ringing. He was half asleep, but picks up the call without looking at who was calling. "Hello?" His morning voice scared the person on the other side.

"Zak, do you know what time it is?!" The woman screams through the phone, and Zak was now fully awake. "Oh, Jenn. Hey. It's uh, 12:01— OH SHIT—" "Yeah, oh shit. Bitch, (Y/n)'s flight is leaving in half an hour! You better get your ass off that bed and run to the airport!" Jennifer hangs up. Zak rushes to get his car keys and runs downstairs. He opens the front door and sees Heather holding a paper bag.

"Hey, Zak! I was wondering if—" "Maybe later, Heather!" Zak hops into the driver seat of his car and drives as quickly as he could. Heather scoffs and walks back to her house, feeling pissed. Zak was driving so fast, he doesn't even realize the speed he's going at. The airport is 20 minutes away, and he doesn't know if he'll get there in time. Since it was Monday, there was a lot of traffic and he kept honking.

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At the airport, you sat down, waiting for your flight to start boarding. You already had your luggage checked in and all was with you was your bag. You look around the busy airport to see if there was any sign of Zak, but there was none.

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"Dammit!" Zak sees the time at 12: 24. He was slowly running out of time. He kept driving through the road, and slowly, he gets a view of the airport in front of him. H picks up the pace, and arrivee at the airport parking lot. He just parks at a place where he could find and runs straight into the building.

He enters the airport, and there were a ton of busy people walking around. Pilots, stewardesses, staffs and passengers. He pushes through the crowds, until he sees you sitting on the bench. He recognizes your long hair, and the hoodie that he bought for you when you both graduated. He runs through the crowds, and you stand up, not knowing that he's there. He starts to lose you, until he shouts your name.

"(Y/n)!"

You freeze. And look behind you to see Zak. "Zak?" He finally gets through the crowds and he pulls you into a hug. You shed a tear as you hugged him tightly. He strokes your hair as you bury your face into his shoulder. "I'm sorry. I shouldn't have left you like that." You lift up your face to look at him and you touch his cheeks. "No. I'm sorry." He wipes away a tear from your cheek.

"Can't you, stay?" You stayed silent, but you shake your head. "I can't. I'm sorry, Zak." Zak couldn't handle it and he starts tearing up as well. "Moonie I don't know if you know this but I love you. Not as a sister, but as someone special." Your eyes widened and you start crying. "Zak, I've been hiding this for 10 years but I love you too. But I can't stay just because I love you."

Suddenly, he pulls you into a kiss. It was soft, but the emotion was rushing through your brain quickly. It was filled with sadness, love, regret. You both pull off, and you smile. "I promise you, Zak. When I come back I will find you. Wait for me until I'm ready, okay?" He takes your hand and plants a kiss on it. "I will."

You hand him your pair of scissors that you used to use to harm yourself. "This, will remind you, of the blood and tears I have wasted for you." He looks at you, full of sorrow. "I have to go now. Goodbye." You take one last look at Zak and walked towards the boarding gate. Zak looks at you, leaving the gate, and boards the plane. He leaves the airport, and goes into his car. He takes out the pair of scissors and he starts hitting the steering wheel. He screams, and starts breaking down. His palm was starting to bleed, as he was holding the sharp end of the scissor.

The day was full of remorse and sadness, but also a day of truth and honesty. And from that day on, Zak's life and yours, completely changed.

You stare outside the window from the plane, and see the airport. You quietly cry so that no one would notice you, but you were sitting in business class so there was some privacy for you. And slowly, the plane was moving. And it took off, into the sky and away from home, family, friends, and Zak.

9 hours later...

Heathrow Airport;  the busiest airport in Europe. You walk through the arrival gates and felt a little jet lag but you're fine. You see a familiar figure in front of you. You run towards the tall man and hugged him. "Ay, my sister's here." You look at him lovingly. "Dear cousin, I have been missing you for quite a few years now." You both laugh together. He takes over your luggage and you both walk out from the airport while his hand is on your shoulder. "Mom and dad will be excited to see you here." You groan. "Oh my god, I miss them so much! I miss auntie's crab mac n' cheese." He giggles and brushes your hair.

Two days ago...

"So what's his name?" Vianna looks at you cutely while hanging out at the garden. You shake your head and shrug. "Oh, I don't know. How 'bout you two guess?" Jennifer thinks and comes up with a name. "Oh, I know! Kevin?" "What, no!" Vianna laughs and brushes your shoulder. "How about, Phineas?" Jennifer laughs. "As in, Phineas and Ferb? God!" You both laugh.

"But in all seriousness, which side of the family is he on?" You put down your grilled cheese sandwich. "My mother's. He's amazing." Both Vianna and Jennifer get jealous. "Ok...so he has a soft name then." You were taken a back. "How does his name depend on which side of the family he's on?" "Oh you know, my cousin Olivia is on my dad's side and Olivia is quite a badass name so."

You slightly agree. "Oh and he has a YouTube channel, right?" Vianna asks. "Yeah, he does. He has like, 4 million subs." Jennifer smiles. "Impressive." "You guys really wanna know his name?" They both nod their head aggresively. You take a deep breath and look at them both. "Alright. His name is..."

"...George."

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you have no idea how much i wanted to write this scene :DDDDD

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