A/N: You have to read the whole book in order to understand this fanfiction. I own nothing related to the characters OR this amazing book. Might I just give a thank you to Rainbow Rowell for writing this book.

Eleanor:

The three words she wrote on that postcard were the ones she forgot to say during the short time her and Park had together. I love you. And she meant it. More than anything she had ever written. More than anything she had ever said. She finally opened all of his letters. And listened to his mixtapes. All of them reminded her of Park. Of his soap and potpourri smell. Of his baby soft skin. Of his eyes that looked like the sun shining through green stained glass. Nothing could be dirty with Park. Because Park is the sun, and that's the only way to explain it.

Park:

She finally wrote him back. It was even better than a letter, because she said that she loves him. He sighed, adjusting his position in his classroom.

"Dude are you alright?" Cal asked, noticing his dopey smile.

"Better than alright, remember Eleanor?" Park said grinning.

"You mean the redhead you ditched me for? Yeah I remember her." He said back, a tone of jealousy in his voice, even though the cause of it was long gone.

"She finally wrote me back!" Park exclaimed loudly

"Mr. Sheridan, is there something you would like to share with the class?" Mr. Stressman asked, thinking that Park did not.

"Yes actually. Eleanor finally answered my letters!" He exclaimed, hardly able to contain his smile.

"Oh yes, our young Emily Dickinson, such a shame she left before Macbeth!" He said, emphasizing the dire hardship of the situation."Now, I know that is some exciting news, but keep your conversation for after class."

"Yes Mr. Stressman." Park said, leveling his grin down to a smirk.

Eleanor:

At school, Eleanor fit somewhere in between the weirdos and the nerds. She was still in her honors classes after all, and still got straight A's. She didn't hang out with Park after school anymore, so there was too much time to herself. After school, as she was doing homework in her room, her red rotary phone began to ring.

"Hello? "She said into the phone.

"Eleanor?" It was Park.

"Park?" She asked, she knew it was him, but she had to check.

"It's me." He answered.

" I'm sorry I didn't write you back at first. I wanted you to have a chance to heal."

"There wasn't any healing happening. I missed you too much."

" I love you Park. I'm sorry I didn't say it sooner." She apologized into the phone.

" It's alright. I love you too. My mom misses you almost as much as I do.

" Nah, she just misses my hair." She responded back. In her room, she was alone. This reminded her of the time when park first told her he loved her. She was babysitting for her step-brother at the time..

" I miss all of you so I guess I miss you more." Park said sheepishly." Do you want me to come up and visit you this weekend? I have the weekend off at work so… if you want I can drive up there. I can bring my parents too."

"Just you Park." She said back.

"It's a date."Park questioned, just like the first time they spoke on the phone.

"It's a date." She confirmed.