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Chapter Twenty-Five

I was getting ready to make lunch when there was a loud incessant knock on my door. I wasn't expecting anyone, Peter's at work besides he doesn't need to knock unless he left his key but I doubt it.

I rush to the door, saying I was in my way. I open my door and I nearly fell back when Kitty threw her arms around me. She was bawling, her hands clutched on my clothes.

"Kitty, Kitty, what are you doing here?" I shut the door using my foot since I had my arms around her comforting her. She just continued crying on my chest apologizing that she's ruining my clothes since she can't stop. I just shush her and telling her to cry it out to take her time.

I am secretly panicking now trying to figure out why my little sister is acting like this. From when I talked to her yesterday she told me Noah with was coming up to New York for the holiday weekend to see her and she was super excited about it, that she already informed me not to bother her for the next four days even when I demanded that they come for dinner tonight.

Yeah, Kitty transferred to NYU for her sophomore year and also changed her major from Pre-med in UVA to theater. So now she is currently enrolled in Tisch school of the arts. We aren't really in the same campus since she lives in Brooklyn while I live in closer to Manhattan where my campus is.

So now, all Song girls are living closer to each other than we are to Dad since Margot and Josh are still in Philadelphia an hour.

I can feel Kitty's sobs calming down a bit but she's still weeping. I can't control myself anymore, I should be the big sister to have her calm down instead of crying with her but I don't know what to comfort her for if i have no idea what is happening. "Kitten, please talk to me, tell me why you are crying."

Kitty shakes her head and when I placed my hands on her shoulder to make her face me. Her reddened nose and red eyes takes it out of me to not tear up. "Please." I beg desperately as I swipe her tears with my knuckles.

"I got your shirt wet." She refuses to answer my question as she points at my damp blouse from her tears.

I wave her off so she doesn't worry about the shirt. "It's fine." My white blouse has a mix of her make up too.

"You should change," She says as she sniffles, dabbing her tears with her sleeve.

"Why?" The first thing in my mind is not to change but have her talk.

Kitty ignoring my question, "You know that dress I got you for your birthday,"

I raise an eyebrow at her, not sure what she's doing. "Then you'll talk to me?" Maybe when I give her time while I get dressed she'll calm down a bit to tell me what happened. She's like Margot, she doesn't immediately blurt out whats wrong.

"Sure." Kitty offers me a forced smile, "And maybe add a tiny lipstick, you look a bit pale."

I roll my eyes, as I let her push me to my room. If changing with a little lipstick will let her talk to me then I'll do it.

After five minutes I comeback from my room, in a off the shoulder blue dress that was two inches above the knees at the front and long at the back barely touching my calves, this is more a cocktail dress really but at least it's not cold out for an October weather.

"I'm at Lara Jean and Peter's," I hear Kitty talking to someone on the phone, she was crying again when I left her I can hear it in her voice. "No I haven't told her yet. Just stop calling me."

I shouldn't listen in, but now I want to know why Kitty is crying. I can slightly hear a guy's voice on the other line which I'm sure is Noah. My heart clenches for my sister, long distance is rough I know and I hope her crying has nothing to do with that.

She was silent for a few seconds and probably just listening to Noah. "It'll be fine." Her tone sounds so defeated my heart is aching for her.

Then I hear her sob again, so I quickly get out of the hallway to her. When she sees me, she wipes her tears by the back of her hand. She smiles at me and straightens. "See I knew you'd look good in that dress!" She claps excitedly trying to ignore the fact that I'm treading lightly towards her.

"Kitty," I say carefully.

"Come sit here, I'll do your hair."

"Kitty," I breathe desperately, I am torn between trying to be the older sister I should be and have her pour out her emotions or just let Kitty distract herself first until she's ready.

She shakes her head, then tosses a throw pillow on floor between her legs. "Please, I need a distraction before I go mad."

I sigh, well if it's what she wants. I walk over to her and sit on the pillow she prepared for me. "You know I love you right?" Maybe this will help her remember that she doesn't have to hide from me.

"Yes, and because you love me. You'll let me do you're hair." She says in a bossy tone. She's annoyed that I keep forcing her.

"Fine." And I lean back stubbornly and reach for my brush under the table to hand it to her. But as soon as she said a soft thank you, I felt really bad and wished I didn't snap at her.

She was braiding my hair differently than she used to, she's done this for my hair a couple times before and she calls it a waterfall braid. I stay silent, yet I'm anxious since I can feel her shaking really badly. I had to wipe a tear that escapes my eye, I can't deal with this... i need to know what's causing my sister to act like this.

"Noah and I broke up." She finally ended our misery and let out what she's been holding in her heart. She has her hands on her face and she's crying again, and this time a lot harder than she did when she threw herself in my arms.

"Oh Kitten," I kneel on the pillow so I can face her and wrap my arms around her. I caress her back and brush the hair off her face. "What happened?" Is it why Noah came up to New York to break up with Kitty. I had to control myself from wanting to call Peter to have him hunt down Noah for making my sister cry. I have to be rational as well because I still have to hear her out first before I jump to conclusions.

She takes a deep breath and sniffles, "I don't know, we were just talking about how hard these past few weeks have been and then the next thing I knew we started fighting, again."

Again, like this isn't the first time it has happened. How come I've never heard about these fights that they have been having. When Kitty comes over for dinner she always talks about how Noah and her are doing great when Peter and I ask her. I can always tell when Kitty tries to hide something from me, so I didn't even have a suspicion that they were having problems.

"I thought you and Noah were fine." I know that I am not helping at all by saying this but I needed her to hear that I believe it and she should too.

"I don't tell you everything, Lara Jean." She spits out bitterly.

And I flinched from her tone, I know that's a lie because Kitty tells me everything. There is no way she couldn't tell me about their struggle for this long distance when she even told me every single detail leading to her first time she was with truly intimate with Noah (it horrified me to hear it or even picture it, but I still listened because I'm her sister.) "Why?" I ask instead.

She groans and stomps her feet, "Because I'm embarrassed, that I lied saying it was easy when clearly it isn't."

"Who ever said it was?" I had to suppress a smile as I remembered how hard it was to be in a long distance relationship and I wondered how I survived that for four years when now Peter and I go insane being apart for two days.

"You and Peter made it look easy!" She finally pushes me off her and looks up at me, I can see the desperation in her face.

I smile sadly at her, "Oh, Katherine." I let out a breath not really sure what words to use to comfort her now. Back then the situation Peter and I were in is so much different than Kitty's and Noah. For one thing, a year into Peter and mine's relationship we started the long distance, while Kitty and Noah has been together for three years then Kitty moved to New York. Peter and I were only 4 hours apart while they are 6 hours apart.

"What?" Kitty is waiting for me to say anything.

I just tell Kitty the same thing me and Peter always remind each other, "You can't compare my relationship with yours because every relationships are different. And whoever said that love is all that matters is crap because relationship is work. You have to be willing to work to be together and love will make you stronger."

"See that sounds easy," She wipes the tears from her face with the back of her palm.

I lightly caress her cheek and shake my head, "But it's not. Seriously, you were there too. The first two months after I moved to NC, Peter and I broke up."

"But you two got back together two months after that,"

I close my eyes for a second trying to collect my thoughts. I really don't think I'm making her feel any better, "What happened to your guys' plan? Wasn't he supposed to transfer after he graduate? Doesn't he only have a year?" Noah is a senior in UVA and he is taking Pre-law, he is more than capable of finding schools here since he's a really intelligent kid on an athletics scholarship.

Kitty glares at me, "Well obviously it's shot, now that we broke up."

And I just gasp at how easily she is giving up on her three year relationship without even giving it a chance. I take her by the shoulder and shake her, her head wobbles twice. "What's wrong with you!" I demand hoping to take her out of this funk. She's acting rather moody.

"Nothing!" She says in the same voice I gave her.

I raise and I eyebrow, "There isn't a third party right?" Im too afraid to ask really because Kitty isn't the type to find someone quickly while I am hoping Noah doesn't wish death towards him because there's still Peter that will come after him despite him being Owen's bestfriend.

"No! God no! Noah would never!" Now she's defending him. Then she clears her throat realizing her outburst, "It's just I haven't seen Noah for six weeks. And the first thing we do is have this major fight about something so stupid."

I pursed my lips together, recalling how it was for me and Peter our first two months when we started college. We didn't fought on the phone but never when we see each other. I wanted to applaud Kitty that at least they fought meaning they acknowledging there is a problem instead of ignoring it like Peter and I did probably why we broke up.

"You just need to talk to Noah," I take her hand and squeeze it, they have been together for three years and will only be apart for a year till Noah can follow, I'm sure they can find a way to work this out than easily give up like this.

Kitty's phone went off and she shot out of the couch, "Lets go for a walk, Lara Jean!" Kitty said as she grabbed my arm.

"What?" I refuse to let me distract her. She can't get away that easily. "What is wrong with you?" Now I'm worried about her.

"Noah knows I'm here, I'm not ready to talk to him yet." She panics as she stares at the door anticipating it to knock.

"Why not Kitty?"

"Because I was being stupid and fought with Noah. I need to recollect myself." Kitty's teary eyed again remembering probably what she said to Noah.

I roll my eyes, "That kid may not tolerate your antics like Daddy and Peter does with you, but Noah loves you and will forgive you no matter what." I've seen the way Noah would look at Kitty. It's the one where I pray to thank God everyday that my little sister would never get hurt or experience the pain I went through before when Peter and I break up. Even I wouldn't wish that pain to my enemies.

She smiles sadly, "I know, but if I jump into his arms immediately without even giving myself a second. I'm going to fight with him again. No matter how much we love each other Noah can only tolerate so much." Then she tugs me again, so I'd stand up. "Please, Lara Jean?"

She's got those famous puppy dog eyes that she has perfected all these years, and the distance we've had from each other is making it so hard to deny her with anything. "Fine." I groan and stand up, "But you better call Noah later and have him come over for dinner."

Kitty hugs me and nods, "Okay,"

"Anywhere you want to go?" I ask Kitty since she's fairly new to New York so she's still trying to figure out this beautiful city she's moved to.

"I don't know, what do you have in mind?"

I blink trying to think, "There's this pocket park a few blocks from here. Do you want to check that out?" Peter and I love going to this park just to sit there or even go around in circles just to walk and talk.

There are a lot of mini parks in NYC, Peter and I got bored one afternoon and tried to find the few of them by our apartment. We have lived in New York for about three years and only found about this small one three blocks away. It's a gated one but for some reason Peter and I got lucky enough to figure out where the key is, so it's free game for all he claims.

Kitty smiles satisfyingly then says, "Alright let's go."

We were walking and talking, mostly Kitty. She's running her mouth too much that I don't even get a chance to talk. She tell me everything about her classes, her new friends, her part time job, anything, just to not let me ask questions or try to. When she does this it usually means's she's nervous about something.

She has been distracting me far too much that I didn't even realize we were close to the park. I was about to tell her we were almost there but then Noah was standing by the entrance of the park.

"Isn't that Noah?" I point out to Noah.

Kitty's face brighten and she stops her steps. He saw us and waves, his face matched hers exactly mirroring her emotion. "Noah!" She ran to Noah without a second thought, that she even threw herself into his arms, and they kissed.

Then a thought came to me, they way they are so happy to be together. It's how Peter and I acted when we haven't seen each other for more than three weeks during college, not the broken up over something stupid.

I walk over towards them ready to ask Kitty if I'm right.

"Hey Lara Jean!" Noah greets me happily like he has no idea at all that they broke up at all. He lets go of his Kitty briefly to give me a hug.

I awkwardly pat him in the back, while I glare at Kitty. If she plans to break up with Noah right now or ever... this will be so weird. "Hey, Noah."

"Lara Jean is inviting us for dinner later," Kitty says her voice was an octave higher than normal.

Noah glances over at Kitty, his eyebrows meet in confusion. "Tonight? Really?"

I was about to ask what Noah means until saw rose petals on the ground. That leads inside of the park. The three of us shouldn't even be here theres probably something going on inside or will happen later. "Guys, we should find another place to go to,"

But then Kitty gives me a knowing smile, "All the more reason to crash it," then she winks.

"What?" She is really acting so odd today.

"Actually Lara Jean, if you'll follow me". Noah offers his arm to me.

"What's going on?" I am shaking as I say this.

"Jeez quit being such a drama queen and listen to Noah!" Kitty grabs my hand to have it on latch on to Noah.

"I'm a drama queen! You were bawling like a baby not twenty minutes ago saying you and Noah broke up!"

"What? We broke up? You said that wasn't the excuse you were going to use Kitty," now Noah is whining like a child and pouty.

Kitty rolls her eyes at me and says, "Acting major." She waves me off. Then she glances towards Noah guilty, "Sorry Noah, honey, our workshop was that this week. Easier to stay in character." She goes on her tip toes to kiss him on the cheek.

"I am going to kill you Kitty—" I was about to reach to Kitty to at least pinch her or something but Kitty already ran away into the park.

"Bye! See you later! Love you Lara Jean!" Then disappears to the left.

I look up at Noah, "You'll tell me what's happening?"

But he just smiles at me and shakes his head leading inside the part to the opposite direction of where Kitty went. "Lara Jean," Noah says and from his backpocket he gives me a Red Rose.

"Noah?" I am trembling as I accept it.

Then Noah also gives me a photo, It was a picture of me on first day in middle school when I was proudly showing my braces, my bag on my feet showing the Lara Jean glitter that I worked hard for to make. Then behind it has a sticky note with Peter's hand writing on it.

Lara Jean,

that this was the day I started noticing you, and how I will always see you, I was too young to understand what it meant back then but honestly it was only the beginning.

My heart is beating really fast, and I'm trembling. A sob escapes my lips. He says beginning of what... Peter what are you up to?

"Just keep following the path, you'll see." Noah smiles at me, when I turn to him but he gives me a hug first. "I would never hurt Kitty, Lara Jean."

But I just rolled my eyes, I believe him but I'm still annoyed at Kitty for making me super worried about her. "But I can't promise you that I won't."

He just chuckles, "Well, I really can't stop you there." He knows to never get between then Song girls.

I followed the path as told, but I'll play along. Then I saw Owen.

Owen smiled at me and waved as soon as he saw me, gesturing at the flower and photo he was holding.

"Here you go," he hands me the two, with a goofy grin.

It was little LJ and Peter K. Gen and I had our arms around each other. Chris had a fist full of Trevor's hair for some reason and the poor guy wasn't smiling. Tall John Ambrose was beside Trevor not knowing the chaos next to him since he was beaming, Allie was squatted infront of Gen and me. Then Peter, who was standing behind me and Chris. He looked rather unhappy about something and his head turned slightly, probably towards Genevieve. Behind a photo is a sticky note.

Lara Jean,

This was our first photo as a group when we all decided to be all friends. You probably won't believe it when I'd say this but I remember this day like it was yesterday, I was upset that I wasn't standing next to you... I wanted to so bad but Gen beat me to it then you grabbed Chris next to you because she wouldn't stop fighting Trevor. We were 12 Lara Jean and you were already a heart breaker.

I remember this day too, and it made me smile. It was a month after middle school started. I was already sort of friends with Genevieve because we lived close but when we were in the same class together, she demanded we become best friends. Allie joined in too, with Chris then John was close to Allie since they came from the same elementary school.

Genevieve already thought Peter was cute so she invited him to join our group but also asked Trevor so she wouldn't be too obvious. we all played together during recess for a week then we went over to my Allie's house to take this photo. Gen was giggling to me saying she thinks Peter has a crush on her too because he keeps following her around like a little puppy.

Gen and I were inseparable then, so this could only mean that Peter was following her around and It was because of me! Peter had a crush on me?

"Owen what's going on?" I ask him maybe he'll tell me. I'm afraid to assume things and my heart is beating wildly on in my chest.

He shakes his head and turns me lightly back to follow the flowery road. "I was young then but do remember Peter saying that he always liked a girl with long dark hair."

"You're lying." I refuse to believe that Peter had a crush on me then. It had always been Gen and Peter back then.

"Just go, my mission here is done." Then he even had to start walking.

I swallowed hand and kept walking, good thing the thorns because I am gripping at the two flowers I was holding, I was shaking too much.

Then finally another corner, and the next person I see brings tears to my face. It's Chris. I haven't seen her for almost two years now. She now lives in Texas, I still talk to her frequently but the visits are hard. I ran up to her and threw my arms around her.

"Hey, LJ." She's trying not to cry too but she pulls away from the hug and immediately wipes off my tears with her free hand, she also has a rose and a note. "You're not supposed to cry yet."

"Chris, I can't help it I just miss you so much." And I do and I feel so touched that she's here to witness whatever this is Peter is doing. I already know what it is but I don't say it out loud.

"I miss you too," She laughs cry at her words and hugs me again. "God, I need to focus. Jeez." Then she pulls away again just so she can hand me the rose and the photo.

I am laughing at this, because for some reason it's a photo of my in a yellow shirt, I don't understand what it is until I read the note. It's the shirt I wore that night, how he found this photo I's never know.

Your hair smelled like coconuts, it reminds me of Hawaii. Yeah, that wasn't really it. I wanted a reason to be close to you. You were the one I wanted to kiss that night, I didn't know how to do it, I was so nervous I wanted to say something to get your attention. You're my First kiss Lara Jean.

I lifted my head to watch Chris, I'm sure she's read the note. "Guess there was no Angelina with big boobs?" She said with a smile. Of course we both knew about that because Gen wouldn't shut up about it and even cried about it.

"No." My voice was low, from crying.

"I know Peter and Gen dated soon after that, but just so you know he was 12 and stupid." Chris rolls her eyes and scoffs.

I stifle a giggle, there's the Chris I know and love. "Did Peter tell you to say that?"

"He doesn't have to. Because he was twelve and stupid and Gen had boobs." Chris is still holding a grudge to her cousin despite years passing. Gen was one of the first girls in our group to wear a bra and she never forgot to throw it in our faces.

Now i burst into a fit of laughter. I am actually not mad at Peter for that. It has been over a decade, hell 13 years to be exact. He was a prepubescent boy and I never really showed that I was in love with Peter then, or if 12 year old infatuation was considered one.

"Okay, on you go." Chris said as she gestured towards the flowery path again, but I held on to her palms tightly. I don't want to go yet. "I'll be here all weekend."

I pursed my lips to stop myself from crying, I nod as I continue on.

Then a couple steps later, Lucas Krapf smiled at me. He couldn't wait for me to go to him, and he runs to me to hug me. Lucas I see frequently since we both live in New York, though not as often as we would like since we both have our own lives but we do try to keep each other updated. He writes plays now and I've seen a couple of them. It's really good.

I hug Lucas back. "Hey," I greet him.

He takes a deep breath, "God, I promised myself I won't cry." He grumbles to himself angrily. Then he smiles again, "Never in my wildest dreams would I even write up something this romantic." Lucas is shivers as if the thought if this is making him giddy, giddier than I an.

So I guess, he didn't even ask Lucas' advice for this. I accepted the rose and the photo. It's me and Margot in her car. The car I wrecked the first time I drove it back before junior year started.

Lara Jean,

when I saw you crying on that curb I didn't even have time to think. I already had my window down to check if you were okay, even when you wanted me to leave. I couldn't, not until I was positive you were all right. The relief that I felt when I saw you weren't injured of any kind was so confusing to me... I didn't understand why I felt that way.

He had to go to Gen afterwards but he did actually make me feel better. It was really weird that Peter who I usually don't talk other than a quick hello if we bump into each other, was my comfort during that time.

Lucas looks uncomfortable now, and I realize he's supposed to say something. The other three has, "Lucas?"

He rolls his eyes, "He said, that he was right that I am gay."

Oh Peter, you dummy. I smile at Lucas apologetically instead.

"Can I punch Peter's pretty face, please?" And I am hoping he isn't serious.

I shake my head, "Please dont hurt my—him." I was going to say boyfriend but I have a feeling that word would change after I reach the end of this.

And Lucas noticed my hesitation, then he remembers that he needs to let me go. After one quick hug, he guides me back to the path.

Josh, my brother-in-law, is next. He didn't find me at first since he was on his phone. And when he looked up, he saw me. "Hey, Lara Jean." He offers me the flower, but this time I noticed it's not Red roses anymore but Pink.

"Hi Josh," then I accept the flower from him and two photos one, the note I placed on his scrapbook 'If you make josh's dumb white-chocolate cranberry cookies and not my fruitcake ones, it's over.' And of course my letter to him.

Lara Jean,

when you launched yourself into me my arms and kissed me in front of everyone. I made the excuse of saying I wasn't ready for anything because honestly I was afraid. How could one kiss bring back these feelings I had thought I forgotten all those years, the letter alone was already confusing enough but then that kiss Lara Jean that was it for me. I fought it first but thinking about it now, that's when I knew I belong with you. That eventually I would know what it means to truly love someone.

Josh wipes the tear that has left my eyes, "It's too early to cry." He tells me and plants a quick kiss on the top of my head. Josh and I may have a history but now our relationship is like how Peter is with Kitty.

"It's hard not to." I take a deep breath.

"So keep going, Peter's waiting for you." He pats on his phone. He probably just updated if I met up with Josh yet.

I hug Josh, before I finally start walking again.

I hear hushed tones and there I see Charlie and Leah. Leah is crying before they know I'm there, Charlie is telling her to calm down. "Lara Jean!" Charlie gasped when she saw me. "You didn't see me!" Charlie then ran to where she was supposed to go, leaving Leah and me behind me.

Leah wipes her tears and smiles at me. "Gosh, an emotional day." Then she hands me a pink rose, I am now carrying six roses now. it's a bit difficult to hold them all in my palm now especially with the photos. "Here let me," she offers to take the other five roses instead, to exchange the little velvet jewelry box she was holding.

I knew this all too well, and I opened it. It's the heart locker Peter gave me for valentines day junior year in high school. I haven't really worn it anymore after sophomore year in college because the clasp broke, and Peter hand gotten me a different necklace for Christmas that year as well, and I've worn that one ever since. So I just put the beautiful necklace to rest in my hatbox.

There's a small note too at the bottom of the box, in tiny hand writing.

Lara Jean, does this count as pinning you again? Because I already did.

I didn't even realize that I miss this necklace so much until seeing it again. I want to put it on but I couldn't.

Leah had wrapped a blue ribbon around the stems to hold the flowers together and so I can just use the ribbon to hold the flowers since she tied it tight enough. "Here you go," she asked for the necklace and she attached on the ribbon so that it would be hanging down beautifully.

"Thank you," I tell Leah.

Then we shared a smile together, she hugs me tightly. "Go before I break down again."

I swipe the tears from Leah's cheek and nod.

Obviously, Charlie's next. She pursed her lips guiltily, "Is she okay?" Leah has always been the super emotional over the rest of us and shes much worse now that she has Maddie. "Gosh, she called me to go her crying." Charlie and I laughed together. "Anyway, back on track."

Charlie inserts the pink rose stem into the bunch of flowers.

It was the picture of Peter's contract in my yearbook. My eyes drift on the last part, 'Peter will love Lara Jean with all his heart, always.'

Stuck beside the note is the ticket stub of Breakfast at Tiffany's. It was the movie we watched the night we got back together. And it was the same night I lost my virginity to Peter. He kept the ticket stub when I didn't even think of keeping it, somewhere in our apartment, Peter has a Lara Jean box too.

Lara Jean, I love you.

It's short and sweet but the ticket stub alone says so much. I'm sure he doesn't need to say anything because that night those three words were the only ones that matter.

I felt Charlie's arms around me, she sniffles a sob but she's trying not to cry. "I am so happy for you,"

"Don't or I'll cry." I threaten her.

Charlie pulls away and nods, "Okay, okay no tears." She pushes the palm of her hand to her eye to possibly hold pressure to stop her tears.

"Can you hold this for me?" I give her the velvet box since I am having a hard time carrying all of it.

"Of course, of course,"

After I wave to Charlie, I start walking again and the next person waiting is Brandy. When she sees me she crosses her arms around her chest, she's not like the others teary eyed and emotional. She's actually annoyed that she's been standing so long. "I should not have worn heels for this," She said to me as soon as I stand next to her.

Give it to Brandy to deflect her emotions by showing the opposite of what she's feeling. "Hey Brandy,"

She smiles when she sees the necklace hanging from the bow, "I haven't seen this for a while,"

"I know I guess Peter went through my hatbox." The box is sitting quietly in our closet and then sometimes I'd take it out if Peter goes to Virginia without me which he did a month ago, and now I found out why.

"Oh, here." Brandy tried to sound cold and unaffected but her voice cracked slightly at the end. She carefully adds the rose into the batch then hands me a photo and a key.

It's the key to our first place in New York, and the selfie photo of our first night together. We were laying in bed, side by side facing each other. Peter was taking the photo, his free hand was between our chests, our foreheads together and we were trying not to laugh. This was a series of photos we wanted to try be candid but fail miserably because we couldn't stay still. This shot was perfect though, it was even my Instagram profile picture for a while.

Lara Jean,

that night when you fell asleep in my arms I didn't sleep at all that night. I was just watching you. I couldn't sleep at all because it had just hit me that we actually live together. I don't have to worry about either you or me leaving after the weekend. From that day on, we will sleep together and wake up in each other's arms., from that day on and everyday for the rest of my life.

If he only knew that I wasn't sleeping either. I was too hyped up to even try but I kept my eyes closed. I had the exact same thoughts too. I was too busy worrying about the actual move to the city that it never really hit me till later that night that Peter and I are living together. We were finally, like every normal couple out there.

"He's waiting for you," Brandy said since I was just staring at that photo still. I know I am closer now, I doesn't take genius that Kitty and Margot are next. Peter has thought of this so much, to even ask Chris and Charlie to fly New York.

"Do you want me to go with you?" Brandy asks softly since I was shaking now. I think it all has come to me too what's about to happen. I had no idea how much I've been waiting until I'm getting much closer to where Peter would be waiting.

"I am going to kill him," I laugh cry again. The anticipation is actually hurts so much like theres electric current going through my body to the tip of my fingers, and its not helping that I'm holding to to ribbon and the photos. No one can pry these from my fingers anymore because it'll be stuck this way. My heart is beating really slowly that I can't breathe. Can I die of happiness this soon when Peter hasn't even asked the question yet?

Brandy smiles, "No you wont. Now go."

"Okay," I mumble my feet has a life it's own, following the flowery path. And Kitty is standing there, she looks at me guilty probably remembering what she put me through just to throw me off completely when she made me change into this dress, make me put on lipstick and then braided my hair. I was seriously only planning to be lazy at home today. Then prepare for dinner for Noah and her with me and Peter.

Gosh, she can develop her acting skills at Tisch because she totally fooled.

Kitty runs up to me and wraps her arms around me, careful not to squish the flowers I was holding or the pictures. "I love you." Like those words will just make me not hold a grudge at all.

But I can't hold a grudge, not with Kitty. "I love you too,"

Kitty sticks the flower she was holding and hands me a photo too. It's from Leah and Gavin's wedding two years ago. We were on the dance floor with Peter's lips on my ear and I was smiling.

Some of Let's Stay Together's lyric is written as the content of the note.

Lara Jean,

I am so in love with you and I want to spend my life with you. Loving you forever is what I need. I'll never be untrue. Loving you whether times are good or bad, happy or sad. Staying around you is all I see. Let's stay together.

Kitty moved my hair from behind me to some over my shoulder. "You've been crying so much already that your so puffy. I told everyone not to cry just yet." She lightly touches my cheek and below my eyes.

"So are you," She's still slightly puffy from all her act awhile ago. Okay, maybe I'm still holding a grudge.

Kitty rolls her eyes, and then she hold me by the shoulder. "Just go." She tries to sound annoyed but failed. She gives me a big kiss on the cheek, then nudges me forward.

It doesn't take me long till I started walking again. I know this park by heart, and I am aware I'm almost at the end, close to where Noah is standing since it's not really a a small pocket park. It's just a circle, with really high hedges that you cant see the outside or the other side. It seems like your trapped in a maze really.

Then I find my oldest sister sitting at the park bench, I don't expect her to be standing not when she's six months pregnant. She had her hands on her belly, when she turns to see me, she is trying her best not to cry. Margot is really emotional since her hormones are a mess. She immediately stands when I'm next to her.

"Hey GoGo." I greet my sister, "Hows my little niece?" I move the photos go my other hand, then rub Margot's belly too.

"Really, really fussy. She's really happy like her mom for her aunt." Margot grabs my hand and squeezes my palm. I just noticed she doesn't have a flower at all, but an envelope with my name from Peter. It's got a stamp and all. It's even addressed our apartment.

"Let me keep those," Margot said as she takes the flowers and the photos. It was really hard to part with them just now, I was used to have them in my hands that I feel lighter and I don't like it. I was staring at the flowers and pictures that were now resting on the bench, the heart locket over the stems.

"Hey," Margot calls my attention as she offers me the envelope, tears are already falling from her eyes as my hands accept it, and I was shaking.

It wasn't a sealed envelope or actually it's like it was recently opened from being one. In the envelope there are photos too and a bond paper this time not a sticky note.

The eight photos are all of me and Peter the past eight years being together and in order too.

Our first Halloween together, we went as Mulan and the dragon together. He had me in his arms bridal style while I was in the middle of hitting him from pretending to dip me.

My Sixteen Candles reenactment, that Peter did for me on my eighteenth birthday. Though the candles are already out and Peter was hugging me, smiling while my face buried in his chest.

Third one, was at their apartment with Mark when I randomly surprised him on his 20th birthday since it was on a weekday and I decided to skip school, it was a surprise party for him. He scooped me up in his arms my legs in the air, of course our face were blurry since he spins us so Mark had a hard time taking the photo.

Then, another At one of his lacrosse games against UNC, My face was painted Orange and Blue with Peter's number on my cheek, I was the only orange and blue in the sea of skyblue and white. I had him pulled close to me with my arms around his neck, my lips on his cheek as he smiles proudly.

Next was the day we moved in our first apartment in New York, it was a selfie his face with me in the back standing on the couch carrying a box

Leah's wedding. Me and him were dancing, and we smiled as the photographer asked to take a shot of us.

Margot's wedding, though I was dancing with Noah laughing, Peter and Kitty were at the shot. Peter had his eyes on me and with a smile on his face. That smile he always had when he thinks I'm looking at him, the smile just for me.

Then the last one is of now, A Polaroid photo of me walking down the flowery path to meet Owen since I'm only holding one rose.

I bite my lip trying to hold back the tears because if I do start crying, I wouldn't be able to read the letter.

Carefully, and trying to ignore the fact that I'm trembling that I can barely open the paper properly. And I start to read,

Dear Lara Jean,

It's been years since I've actually taken a pen and paper to write to you, because the past three years I didn't need to. I can just come home and you'd be there to listen to my day as I listen to yours.

We have been together, eight years. Eight wonderful years that I've been blessed to called you my girlfriend. Sometimes I wonder what made me so lucky to have you in my life, maybe I was a general in my past life and saved a colony from imminent death to receive this good karma.

I know it seems long over due for this but I wanted to make sure that I will be able to give you the life that you deserve before I can ask to change to call you to a much more beautiful word. But you have to know that I've wanted this for so long. I may have asked you stupid questions about it but when you said you wanted to elope on a hot air balloon, I already saw it happening in my mind. You in a beautiful wedding dress walking down that aisle... to marry you in front of our friends and family... and if you still want the hot air balloon I will make it happen.

(Scribbled on a different pen, Peter wrote.)

You look beautiful today, I've always loved you in blue.

By instinct my head lowers down to look at my dress. I forgot I'm wearing blue.

Then I felt a touch on my arm, and I turn.

Peter is standing in front of me, he looks so handsome in his polo that brings out the color of his eyes. He is smiling at me already and reaches to wipe the tear from my eyes that had fallen. It takes a lot in my to not throw myself into his arms.

"I don't want to elope in a hot air balloon," I stutter the first thought that comes into mind. I want the first image he gave me. I want to be able to walk down that aisle and just have my eyes on him as he waits for me.

He laughs lightly, I can tell he's nervous too and is just trying maintain his Peter composure he's perfected all this years. "Okay but Can I ask the question first, Covey?" He teases me.

I nod weakly, afraid what else would come out of my stupid mouth.

He takes my hand in his and brings them to his lips so he can kiss them lightly. He takes a deep breath, and looks me in the eyes. His gaze melts into mine like we are one.

"Lara Jean, I love you, I love everything about you. I love your smile, your laugh especially when you hide your face so you can laugh more, the way your face wrinkles when you try to figure out the certain recipe you want when your baking, how you go on and on complaining about your students but then in the end you actually care for them and make sure they do well, I love it when you always find me even when you're asleep so you can be in my arms. I especially love how you are the most beautiful girl inside and out I've ever known. I can keep going on about the list but then I would never stop talking enough to ask you,"

Without breaking eye contact he steps back, he bends on one knee. "So here I am telling you again, that I, Peter Grant Kavinsky will love Lara Jean Song Covey with all his heart, always. And I intend to do that for the rest of my life,"

He takes reaches from his pocket and a ring is in between his fingers, "Lara Jean, Will you marry me?"

I nod and nod because no words would leave my lips since I was crying, like really heavy sobs. But he's just waiting eagerly that In all my voice I could muster I breathed the answer, "Yes," then I cleared my throat, "Yes, I will also love you with all my heart. Yes I want to marry you!"

Peter slips the ring in my finger, and it's the perfect fit. He gets from his knees and wraps his arms around my waist lifting me off the ground as he crushes his lips on mine. I could taste the tears in our kiss, mixed with our love and passion for each other.

We may have kissed for a long time if I didn't hear a pop and confetti touching my skin while all my friends and family (except our parents) cheer for us excitedly and happily, and rather loudly.

We break apart, and I hide my face on Peter's chest to wipe the tears off my face, I'm smiling too much that my cheek is starting to ache. Peter holds my waist so he can turn me around to face our friends. There are new faces there too other than the 10 giving me the roses and pictures.

Jackson is there now too beside Brandy who is carrying her and Peter's godchild Maddie, Gavin, Mark and Wendy, Owen's new girlfriend, Lana. Lucas' boyfriend Ashton, Carlos standing next to Jackson and Charlie, Gabe and his wife, and Darrell. All our friends to witness this day and celebrate it with us.

"Tell them, baby." He whispers in my ear, and he plants a soft innocent kiss on my shoulder.

"We are not eloping on a hot air balloon!" I say with purpose to tease my friends.

"What?" It was Margot and Brandy who had the loudest protest while everyone is confused.

Peter just laughs at me. "My cute in a quirky way, fiancée." He says so that only me could hear.

When he said fiancée my stomach did a jump and so did my heart. If I wasn't smiling enough, my lips could go past my ears. I love the sound of that. Fiancée, I'm Peter's fiancée and Peter's my fiancé.

And to the top of my lungs, I scream, "I'm engaged!" And showed then the beautiful ring on my hand.

Then my girlfriends shrieks with me as well as they all ran to me to see the ring. Chris and Brandy are talking to each other how it's beautiful if it was gold and not white gold. Yeah, I figured those two would get along.

Wendy gives me a hug, "Congratulations, Lara Jean,"

I hug her back, "Thanks for driving up here,"

Wendy smiles, "Mark and I would never miss this for the world."

On the corner of my eye, Gabe had already punched Peter's arm, Mark and Peter did that manly quick hug thing then Jackson had launched to Peter so he can head lock Peter since he is at least 4 inches shorter than Peter. "You sneaky romantic you! You were freaking out about how to do this! Yet you've set the bar so high for us who isn't engaged yet."

"Good thing my girlfriend couldn't come." Darrell agreed, while the other boys just nods.

"Well, to us married guys. We will get in trouble now as to why our proposal isn't as elaborate as this!" Gavin runs his hands through his hair.

Leah rolls her eyes, "Yes, since saying, 'We're already pregnant, lets just do the whole nine yards. Marry me Steele,'...was such a romantic proposal" she complains.

Gavin groans, "Hey I said that's an exaggeration and you know it!" He protests.

Leah then laughs since obviously that's a joke, "I'm sorry." Then she goes to her husband and kisses him, open mouthed kiss too.

"God, even after college your parents are still annoying," Brandy complains to Maddie who was playing with Brandy's hair. "When you get a boyfriend, lessen the PDA." She kisses Maddie's cheek who just giggled, adorably. It makes me a bit jealous since only Brandy can bring Maddie into a fit of giggles.

"Hey! No boyfriends for Maddie, not till she's thirty!" Gavin growls angrily.

"You and Leah dated when you were both fourteen, hypocrite." Charlie calls out Gavin who just stuck his tongue at her.

Everyone was talking amongst themselves now, totally ignoring me when I felt Peter's arms around my waist.

He sneakingly pulls me away from the crowd since everyone was catching up with each other.

I turn to face him, my arms at his neck, i was making sure the ring was facing me. It's so beautiful, I could be biased but it couldn't have dreamed up this ring at all. It's as if, I was destined to have this ring and fall in love with it as quickly. "Got to be honest, I fell in love with the ring faster than I did with you." I tease him as I tip toe to kiss him.

"That was the plan," then he brushes his lips against mine. "Well not all really. I was going to propose at the Empire State Building. Like I did for prom, and maybe do it right this time. But security said he couldn't promise that no one will fuck it up..." he sighs desperately.

I smile at the thought, remembering that incident back in high school. How disappointed he was that it was ruined but to me it was perfect. It was the perfect promposal I don't want to replace that memory for this proposal.

I pull him towards me, his nose touching my face, "No, this is perfect Peter. I can't even bring to words how beautiful everything is, from the rose path, the rose stems from red when you thought you liked me to the pink roses when you truly liked to falling in love with me." I brush his hair to fix it from Jackson messing it up, which really didn't matter because he is still more handsome than ever. "This is one of the most memorable day of my life, and I couldn't ask for more because you've given me more than enough."

I can feel the tears falling from my face again but I don't care. All these tears are just because I am too happy to express myself.

"Anything for you, I'll do anything for you." He wipes the tears from my cheek. The promise is thick in his voice, and I can feel it as well.

"I love you so much Peter Grant Kavinsky, so so much," and I kiss him without needing to hear him say it back to me. I don't need to, everything about this day is a proof of how much he does love me.

And I plan to spend the rest of my life making sure he can feel and he knows it too. Everyday, for the rest of my life I will love Peter always.

-THE END-

A/N:

Eyyyyy, sad that I didn't get 1k before this update. I was going to update only till 1k but I COULDNT wait! Like I was in the middle of writing my other story (One Last Night, Shameless plug here! check it out!) when this proposal popped in my head! And I needed to write! (While listeninf to alot of 1970-80s love songs! Like really inspiration!) and yes yes, i said i only have 2 chapters left but seriouslt! THE PROPOSAL NEEDS TO BE A STAND ALONE CHAPTER! Ommg i hope you loved this chapter because I wasn't really sure what I was doing. And don't ask me where this park is in New York because I just made it up! Lol

So just to set it straight since I'm also a bit confused with all the time jumps I've been doing. This is one year after Margot and Josh's wedding, so Maddie is a year old. I made Kitty move to New York to study acting... i mean with what she did earlier in this chapter she's reallly good (did anyone see that coming though? Hahaha). Alright, i think that's it.

Okay, the mini reunion is short for Lucas and Chris, and everyone. Hope you liked that since everyone is asking. And the promposal thing, lol yeaaaaah! Hahahah peter explained lol

Soooooooooooo a stand alone short chapter but I hope you like it all! I had a really hard time with the actual proposal, i had to reread alot of the book scenes and watch proposal scenes on shows. siiigh. I even reread my other fanfics to see how id do it. My gad, its different per characters isn't it? Anyway, hope you like it.

Oh ps, i read a comment saying that babe or baby sounds so common. That covey was so much better. And i believe that too but as i mentioned in the story Peter lessened the Covey after the Leah and Gavin's wedding because he already sees LJ to be his wife, and that comes with future kids too. Well to me I think its just his way of not calling her covey anymore infront of their kids hahahah idk im over thinking

ANYYYWAY!

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