Sorry it's been so long! My computer's fixed and I'll try to get back to updating asap!
Yeah this is short cuz it's the EPILOGUE!
PAUL'S POV
"So uh… we kissed," I said after about fifteen minutes of silence.
"Yup," she nodded awkwardly.
We were sitting in the bed of my pickup truck on some random street. Let me tell you, that kiss was amazing, best I've ever had even without tongue. But now neither of us really knew what to say. We were equally awkward.
"PAUL!" she yelled, slapping my arm.
"What?" I asked after a moment. Delayed reaction.
"Say something! Stop being so awkward!"
"Uh… you're a really good kisser," I said stupidly.
She sighed dramatically, "You're impossible. The kiss lasted seven seconds."
"Yeah but… it was still really good," I told her, wrapping my arm around her shoulders.
"So where do we go from here?" she whispered.
"Well… where do you want it to go?"
She looked up at me with big eyes. Sometimes it took my breath away how beautiful she was. When I looked at her, I could see the difference since her dad died. She had changed, there wasn't the lost look in her eyes. I believed she was ready for the long time relationship emotionally. Mentally though, I wasn't sure. And it was completely up to her.
"Umm, well… you could be my ah… boyfriend?" she said. Look who's awkward now.
"Umm well maybe you could be my girlfriend?" I asked, smirking.
"Yes or no Paul?" she asked impatiently.
I laughed lightly and hopped down from the truck. Her eyebrows furrowed and she jumped down, too.
"What are you doing?" she asked, sighing.
I winked at her before getting down on one knee, "Michelle Adams, will you be my girlfriend."
She blushed, "You are so cliché!"
I shrugged, "And you are so beautiful. So yes or no?"
She bit her lip, "Yes, I'll be your girlfriend."
"And then my date to prom, and then fiancé, and then wife, and then the mother of my children, and then retirement home roommate?" I asked, slowly standing up.
"Well you don't have to go that far," she giggled, looking up at me, "But sure. As long as you still want me."
"I'll always want you," I said before crushing my lips to hers.
MICHELLE'S POV
To tell the truth, I was never exactly excited to move to La Push. It was mostly an escape from my past. My old house held so many memories. Memories filled with love and happiness, which are now just the past. And I can never get it back, the happiness that our family held. Then we moved to La Push and things only got worse. My anorexia took over and my dad got sick. Maybe I could see La Push as a bad place, an omen. But if I'd never moved to La Push, I never would have met Paul. Paul helped me get better. He helped me get through the loss of my dad. And most of all, he saved me from myself.
My life is far from perfect. My screwed up past will forever haunt me, but that doesn't mean I can't move on. I'll never forget mom or dad. I'll never stop loving them, or Jesse. Now I have Paul, though. And Sam and Emily and all my new friends. I may have lost a family, but I gained friendships that will last me the rest of my life.
"What are you thinking about pretty girl?" Paul asked.
"You," I giggled.
"Good, because I'm thinking about you."
"I love you," I whispered.
"I love you more," he sighed, wrapping his arms around me.
I stared out at the trees, from the back of the truck bed. It wasn't so cold, just a cool breeze touched my cheeks.
"I wish this could last forever," I said happily.
"Why?"
"I don't know… it's just so… perfect."
He chuckled in agreement, "You're perfect."
The End
Sorry this is so rushed! I'm completely out of ideas. This is my 2nd story and i really think it shows an improvement from to hold her heart. Thanks guys for sticking with me!
Sequel? Probably not, but I'm actually thinking of writing a Because of You sequel... idk... anyways, I hope you enjoyed it! I think i did a good job ending it... what do you think? A few questions before i go:
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Thanks for reading:)
Ayla