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A/N: LAST CHAPTER, EVERYONE! I know, I know, try to contain your tears! Hehe, just kidding! I hope you all enjoyed this story, and please read my notes at the end of the chapter :)

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"So, wait…are you two back together?" Ellie asked, surprised.

"Ellie, try to contain your excitement. I don't know if we are,"

"What do you mean you don't own?" she yelled, swatting him on the head, "You're the one who decides if you are or not. Is it happening without your permission?" she laughed.

"Very funny," he put his arm around his best friend, pulling her close to him. "I'm going to see him today, so, we'll see what happens, I guess,"

"Okay, you so need to tell me everything that happens!"

"You so need to go back to your old self, and stop talking like Paige,"

After Marco uttered those words, Ellie said no more.

"He acted so sweet, though, and I do…miss him…sorta,"

"Oh," Ellie started, but fell silent, she then started again, "Oh, hell, I'm going to talk anyway, even at the risk of sounding like Paige. Marco, as I said yesterday, I want you to be happy. That's all that matters. We're all saying it. I'm not saying the relationship will be good or bad, but give it another try,"

"That's the thing, though, El…I don't want it to be just another try. If Dylan and I get together again, it has to be the real thing…it has to be forever," he stated as an afterthought, "I don't think I could go through the pain again of losing him,"

"And you think the pain of sitting here knowing you can have him, but might lose him if you don't go for it, is better pain?" she asked, raising an eyebrow.

Marco sighed as he gave in, "I know. I love him, Ellie. I love him, and I miss him. There's no denying it. I'm just so scared,"

"He won't hurt you again. I know he won't. And you won't let him, either. I know you, Marco, your eyes will be wide open. Set conditions, limitations…hell, give him a punishment for breaking your heart if you want to, but don't restrain yourself from being happy just because of the past. Dylan makes you happy. You make him happy. I say that's all that matters," she finished her speech by hugging him close to her.

"You make me happy," he smiled, "Does that mean we're meant to be?"

She laughed, "Oh, Marco, we already tried that, remember?"

"Oh, yes, of course, how could I forget?"

"Seriously, though, you love Dylan…just do what feels right,"

"Thank you, oh wise one. I'll see you later,"

"Wait, where are you going!"

He looked at her, smiling brightly, "To see him!"

"Right," she laughed, "Good luck!"

Marco made his way to Dylan's house and, upon reaching the doorway, hesitated a bit. Was he really doing the right thing? How could he be letting this boy back into his life…? No…. no…. Was he ready to have his relationship with Dylan back? Hell, was he ready to have any relationship right now? Maybe it wasn't the right time….

He began to turn back, "No," he told himself confidently, "You can do this. You have to do this. It's now or never, Dylan or no one, happiness….or unhappiness,"

He rang the doorbell as he waited patiently for the door to open. It didn't take too long.

"Hey," he said happily, seeing Marco standing there.

"Hi," Marco choked out in barely a whisper. "Can I come in?"

"Oh," he laughed, moving over so he could enter, "Yeah, please do,"

"Come on, we can go downstairs. Before you ask, Paige is up in her room,"

"Okay, let's go,"

He followed Dylan quickly down to the basement and down down on the floor. Dylan looked confusedly down at him.

"You know, there are other places to sit,"

He smiled, "Come sit on the floor with me. Pleease," he asked hopefully.

Dylan obliged, wrapping his arm around Marco's back for good measure. Marco leaned comfortably into him.

"Dyl, I love you. I'm not going to lie, but getting over the past, will be difficult,"

"I love you too, and I know. I'm not expecting you to just forget all about it, but…please try to forgive me. I—I can't live without you, Marco,"

And, suddenly, everything that happened in the past, was, indeed, forgotten in the moment. Marco didn't care anymore. What was the use in punishing himself and Dylan? He made a mistake, so what? Marco had make a mistake by hurting him…by dating Tim in the first place, but that was okay, but he wasn't perfect (A/N: despite popular belief, lol)

People made mistakes, and people also forgave mistakes. That's what made the world turn round, and Dylan, he helped Marco's world turn round.

Marco threw his arms around the love of his life ecstatically, "I can't either," he said, then kissed him with all of his heart.

"Aww, look at the happy couple," said Paige from the bottom of the staircase.

Marco rested his head on Dylan's chest, laughing, "Well, we got five minutes alone. Don't worry about it, Dyl. Come join us Paige."

"It's been like forever since the three of us talked all together,"

"There's a reason for that, Paige," Dylan said slowly, urging her to leave.

She gave him a death glare and said not a word.

"Anyways," said Marco, trying to ease the tension, "Let's talk,"

"Okay, since I was present for none of it, tell me all about twelfth grade,"

"Well, umm…it all started at the beginning of the year when Ashley broke up with Craig by email," Marco laughed slightly at the situation.

"Oh, really, she didn't even tell him he was dumped. She informed Ellie, though. I suppose he was just supposed to assume…" Paige finished for him.

"Wow…that's interesting," said Dylan.

"Wanna hear something really interesting!" Marco glanced over at Paige as she told him with her eyes to be quiet. "Paige went out with a girl,"

Dylan looked at her in shock, "And here I was thinking you and I had one little thing in common…now you're going all girl-crazy on me?"

She laughed, "No, I don't really know where I stand, but I still like guys,"

"OH!" Marco exclaimed, excitedly, "I came out to my dad!"

"Yeah, Paige told me," he smiled.

"Paige," he whined, "I wanted to tell him,"

"Sorry, I didn't know, Marco!" she frowned, "Sorry," she repeated.

"I was just kidding, Marco," Dylan said, throwing his hands in the air, "I didn't know. You can tell me the whole story,"

"Nope," he laughed, "It's not the same," he pouted, crossing his arms pathetically over his chest.

Dylan hugged Marco close to him, kissing his forehead, "I missed you so much, Angel,"

"I missed you too, Dylan,"

"Are you two going to kiss, again?" Paige asked, exasperated.

"I don't know…are we?" Dylan asked him.

He pulled him closer, "Of course, Paige, because I am his angel, after all,"

"Yes, you are, not to mention, you are pretty damn cute,"

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A/N: I can't believe I'm done with this! I pictured it, like, much much longer! Anyway, this is the end of it, sadly. I'm thinking of writing a new story, but it'll probably be…Paige/Ellie. Only reason I'll do that, though, is if someone lets me know they want one, okay? So, if you review this chapter, please let me know if you think you'd want to read a Pellie story. I have actually never written a female slash story…but, hey, I never wrote a Degrassi story before this one, either.