This is what comes into my mind when it's 4:30 am and I can't fall asleep, so instead I finish rereading The Last Battle and write fanfiction.^^
After the group had climbed the steep green hill toward the garden and were all crowding around it, Eustace noticed that Jill had strayed away from the rest of the party. To rest or just to take in the beauty of the surrounding hills and valleys he did not know, but he followed slightly behind her. Soon, she stopped and stood staring out at the beautiful land before her. As Eustace approached her, he cleared his throat.
"Jill," he said, "There's something that I want to tell you. Though I don't think telling you will make me any happier than I already am – if you know what I mean – I just feel like I can tell you. And that I should."
Jill turned around to face him. "Actually, I was just thinking that there's something that I need to tell you, too," she said, and although you cannot feel fear in that world, Jill felt something slightly akin to nervousness; but it was the kind of nervousness that you feel right before something wonderful or exciting is about to happen. Since Eustace was the first to speak, Jill looked at him expectantly.
"Well," he said, looking straight at Jill, his voice sounding slightly as she felt. "I've just been thinking. Ever since we came to Narnia the last time – the time before this, I mean. Your first time – and I saw how wonderful and brave you were, and how good of a friend you were, and still are, to me, I realized something. I don't exactly know how to put it into words, but –oh hang it all. I love you, Pole."
At these words, Jill's face brightened in surprise. She had not been expecting him to say that, though after he had she felt as if she should have realized it all along.
"Why, Scrubb, that's exactly what I wanted to tell you," she said. "Though I wasn't going to say it half as nicely as you've said it to me." And she gave a little breathless laugh and threw her arms around Eustace and he held her tightly. For a moment they just stood like that, in each other's arms.
When they pulled away, Eustace took one of Jill's hands in his own and put the other on her shoulder. He leant down and kissed her, and Jill returned the kiss.
Not far off, a beautiful horn sounded and, as Jill and Eustace parted, they looked at each other with faces full of joy. "Further up and further in," Eustace said. They rushed off, hand in hand, toward the sound of the horn, toward the golden gates.