Can't Help but Love Him

Alternative Ending

If you finished the story and didn't like it, I'm sorry lol.

I wrote this story out in many different ways and considered many different endings, but I decided to choose the one that would make yall the saddest 😀

Here are just a few endings that went through my head (and that I considered being the cannon endings ) 

CHAPTER 44, REFLECT AND REGRET:

 The next morning, I woke up to the sound of a bottle crashing.

"D-Dammit, Gorge! I'm trying... I'm tryna sleep!" Charlie mumbled, rolling on top of Gorge.

"It wasn't me! Must've been Jason trying to escape." Gorge groaned, shoving Charlie off of him.

"I was unconscious until you both made all the ruckus, thank you very much." I muttered, sitting up. Charlie's foot was right next to the bottle that had fallen, so I assumed it was him. I didn't remove much of last night, but I saw the mess we'd made in Charlie's room.

"ShHH everyone quiet... before you wake up... him!" Charlie said, pointing to the fully awake Owen already folding his sheets.

"Jason, you aren't hungover are you? I hope not, you're getting married in a few hours." He sighs, coming over and offering me a hand.

"O-Oh, no I didn't drink. Thanks though." I say, letting him help me up. Charlie and Gorge were now wrestling on the floor, and Owen went over to scold them.

I peeked over at the clock on the wall, it read nine am. Our spot in the woods were already set up, and a practice-run was scheduled for ten. I yawned intensely, getting up to head for the door.

"Okay, bye guys. I gotta go practice." I say. They all wave me goodbye and wish me luck, watching me skip out to my car.

I was usually pretty punctual, so Aurora trusted me to get there with plenty of time to spare. Now that I thought about it, that house was always there for me. It raised me, gave me an amazing childhood. Then, it sheltered me for a month or so after spring break.

Everything really had turned upside down in one year. My parents, Axel, Aurora and my friends. If I looked back on my life now, I'd say it was a good one. Only one, one painful regret would stand in my way.

Right now, I drove across the city so I could marry the girl I loved. But what about the boy I loved? Was it such a bad thing, the way I felt for him? But what if it was involuntary?

Regardless of what I regretted, only one future stood in front of me now. And I was going to choose to carry it out.

I jumped in my seat, startled by the sound of my ringing phone. I knew not to text while driving, especially since I was in a very complicated intersection at the moment. However, there was just something about it that made me want to answer.

My heart began to race as I pulled over to the side of the road. I would never admit it, but I knew who I hoped it was. 

"Hello?" I mumbled, attempting to hide the fluttering in my heart.

"..." I listened as hard as I could, but the line was silent. 

I ignored the electric shock in my stomach, focusing on my reply. 

"Um, is this an active l-line? Or do you maybe have the wrong number-"

"Wait for me." He commanded, hanging up suddenly. 

I sat still for a long time, and simply waited for the battle to die down within me. How dare he give me hope? Did he have any idea how much I loved him? I was positive I had packed down my resolve, that I'd be driving to marry my future wife today.