"If today was your last day…" Not in the literal sense (at least not in this story). And they're bound to see each other again. Just sounded right (:

So this is the last chapter. Writing in fan-fiction has been a great experience, and I will do it again. I'm already working on two new story ideas!

Thanks to all my reads for all their support. They were the ones that kept me going; the ones I thought about whenever I just wanted to give up and delete everything I had. I couldn't have finished this story without you guys.

Now, *tear tear, cry cry,* the last chapter of "You're Beautiful" by PassWrit11.

EPOV

I woke up feeling like I wanted to cry. Or die. Whichever came first.

Today, Iggy was leaving, and somehow my heart had registered it even before my brain had started working properly.

I walked sleepily to get dressed because, even though I had tried to persuade (as in, cried my heart out to see if I could somehow convince) my mother into letting me skip, I had to go to school.

I had made Max promise not to take off before I came back, though, because leaving in an out of the spur moment was just something she did.

I decided on not waking Iggy today because I knew he had to get his rest. He had a long trip ahead.

Just the thought of it made me sniffle, so I pushed it away. I would worry about this later; soon, but later.

IPOV

Around midday, just a few minutes after I had woken up, Dr. Martinez handed me the phone.

"Hello?" I asked uncertainly.

"Iggy."

I could hear the relief in Ella's voice.

"What's wrong?"

"I just wanted to make sure you were still there," she said shortly, and I heard her stifle a sob.

"Ella, please don't cry. I'll be here. I'll be waiting for you. And I'll be thinking about you every second."

The next time she spoke, I could practically hear the smile in her voice.

"Okay. Also… I just wanted to hear you."

I smiled too.

"Anytime."

I realized that soon it wouldn't be "anytime". It might be once a week, once a month, maybe even more time farther apart.

I bit my lip to keep myself from saying something stupid. Why was this hurting so much?

EPOV

"What's up, Ella?" Carrie, a friend of mine, asked.

"Just thinking."

Carrie opened her mouth to say more, but then she thought better of it and stopped.

It was finally last period, and while I couldn't wait to see Iggy, I was also dreading it.

Because that would mean goodbye. And I hated saying goodbye.

Worst of all, we had never even been officially together, when in the little time we had gone out, I had loved him with every cell in my body. I still did.

And I hated myself for it, because it made it hurt so much worse.

IPOV

"Tell me again what it looks like."

Fang sighed in exasperation as Max started describing my gift to Ella again for the billionth time.

"And you really think she'll like it?" I asked worriedly.

"Are you kidding? It's like it was made for the occasion."

I smiled at where Max's voice came from.

"Then let's get it. Ella will be back at the house any moment now."

EPOV

I was kind of disappointed that Iggy wasn't with my mom again when she came to pick me up.

But then again, I didn't want to cause another commotion.

Probably because I was afraid I'd cry in front of everyone this time.

I must've looked way tense on the way home, because my mother repeatedly told me to calm down.

How could she expect me to calm down!

Iggy, my Iggy, was leaving in a few hours, maybe even minutes, and I had no idea when I would see him again!

The thought kept creeping inside my head every now and then, so my blood pressure was incredibly high during most of the ten minute trip home.

Sounds like a short time, but you try it.

I didn't think so.

IPOV

"Why do we have to leave so quickly again?"

I was so anxious I was constantly repeating myself, and making others do so as well.

"We've been here enough time already. Imposed of my mother's hospitality for too long. I'm sorry, but if we stay any longer, we might put my mom and Ella in danger."

For some reason, Max was being quite sympathetic with me, and to my surprise, patient.

As patient as she could be, anyways.

I heard Dr. M's car pull up in the driveway, and as I stood up to go outside, I wished myself luck and whispered, "This is it."

EPOV

I saw Max come out the door first, and the rest of the flock follow.

That meant they were making a quick departure.

I tried not to start crying so quickly, since that would just be… not cool.

There was an awkward silence as they approached where I was standing next to the car's door, and in which my mom seemingly disappeared inside.

After what seemed like an eternity of no one saying a word, Iggy reached out for me and I– ran.

I ran in the opposite direction, sobbing, not wanting to do this, ignoring him calling me.

I expected him to come after me, which he did, but I didn't quite expect him to catch me so quickly.

When he reached me, he must have misjudged the distance between us, because he crashed right into me, tumbling us into the wet grass.

In my haze of darkness and despair, I hadn't noticed it had started to rain.

He was on top of me, his sightless eyes staring directly into mine, as if he could actually see.

Forgetting what was about to happen for a second, just a second; I leaned my face closer to him just as he closed his eyes, and slowly kissed each of his eyelids.

He smiled, eyes still closed, brushed his lips against mine, and stood up, helping me to do so, too.

Silent tears were still streaming down my face, but there was no way he could tell, and even if he could see me, the tears would probably be mistaken by raindrops.

Then he gathered me in his arms, pulling me close, but at a distance that I could still look up at his face without pulling away.

"Tell me what's wrong," he whispered at me, frowning.

"Besides the obvious?" I tried to chuckle, and failed miserably.

His frown became more pronounced.

I tried to proceed calmly.

"It's just that… these past few days, with you, have been the best in my life…" by then I had already started sobbing, "and now you're leaving, and we didn't even get together, and–

"I thought we were already together."

Whaaaaat?

"You did?" I asked/stammered.

I didn't know how he could understand what I was saying in between all the sobs.

"Didn't you?"

I could hear the tone of his voice, implying it was obvious, but still it sounded like a sweet melody to me. Sweeter than usual.

Too sweet to be real.

"But Nudge said –

He interrupted me once more.

"Forget what Nudge said. Didn't it feel like we were together?"

I bit my lip.

"I… Yeah, it sort of did."

Iggy half smiled, and suddenly he stuck his hand in his pocket and fumbled around for something.

He took out a golden chain with a charm hanging from it.

"I'm sorry for the conditions I'm giving it to you in. It's getting wet, too."

Again, I had forgotten the rain.

He let the chain slide through his fingers into mine with uncanny precision, and I lifted the charm to my face and squinted against the raindrops to see it better.

It was a locket; a golden heart with wings on it.

I smiled and opened it and saw it was empty.

Iggy must've heard the small click it made when it opened, because he said, "I was kind of hoping you'd put me in there. That way, I'd be with you wherever you went."

Tears slid from my eyes once more as I realized something incredibly important, something that would make saying goodbye that less painful.

"You'll always be with me, picture or no picture."

I pressed my lips against his.

"But yeah, you'll get your picture in here, too."

I smiled and tried kissing him again, but he pulled away ever so slightly, again looking me straight into the eyes in that weird but impossibly attractive way he had.

"I love you, Ella."

He said it with such certainty, such determination, that I instantly knew it was true.

I also knew it had taken a lot for him to say it.

"I love you too," I whispered, and then pressed my lips to his for the last time in a while.

The End

Sorry I made you wait so long for this chapter. I think it turned out pretty good. Better than what I had originally planned, actually. I wanted to add a little more… pizzazz to the finale, though. So if you're not sick of me yet, tune in for the Epilogue. I've got a pretty sweet idea (: & I know Iggy's points of view were a little short, but I wanted this to be an all Ella chapter. At the last moment I decided it needed a little Iggy, if only a little.

-Fly on