Until I Met You

Epilogue: Until I Met You

"Sorry!" I apologized, realizing they must have been waiting a while for us. "The plane was delayed and then when we finally landed, Cason decided it was the perfect day to take his merry time walking through the terminal."

"Yea, sorry guys," Cason said, coming over to us with our luggage in his hand, "It's all my fault."

"Damn right it is." I commented, sending a cute smile to Cason before turning to my best friend. "So, how have you been? No more screw ups I hope." I asked, looking pointedly at Evan.

Evan's shoulders immediately dropped as he groaned in response. "Seriously?" he whined, looking between Olivia and I, "When are you just going to let it go? I know I made a mistake and it's never going to happen again."

"You bet your ass it won't." I replied seriously, before cracking a smile as I waited for Olivia to reply.

Three years ago, at the end of our first year of university, Evan had done something stupid – he had broken up with Olivia.

In his mind, he thought that maybe there was more in the world for him, and he had honestly left for the summer without telling anybody, even his parents, where he was headed. Olivia had been completely distraught that summer. The guy she was madly in love with had broken her heart into a thousand pieces before packing up and leaving, not leaving a clue as to where he'd gone.

She had spent the majority of the summer depressed – not going out, staying held up in her room, and only talking when she absolutely had to – but by the time school came back around, she was starting to look better. She was still upset about Evan, but she picked herself up and started to move on with her life. She went on one or two dates with a couple of guys, but none of them ended up going anywhere once she realized that the feelings she still held for Evan were more powerful than a fling.

Evan didn't go back to school in the fall that year, but it was a huge surprise to everybody when he showed up at Olivia's door at Christmas that year begging for another chance. Apparently he had travelled to Europe in the summer looking for something that would interest him, as he just wasn't enjoying university in the slightest. When the fall rolled around he had travelled back to Avondale, but didn't let anybody but his parents know as he started to work at the local mechanics shop.

He had found something he loved and was good at, but he realized that he had let the other part of his life go to find it – the part that held love.

Olivia, being the intelligent girl she was, didn't take him back right away. She accepted his apology, but she made Evan work for his forgiveness. They stayed friends for a couple of months, neither of them trailing into the relationship territory until one night that May when Olivia simply grabbed Evan and kissed him – re-establishing their relationship once again.

Since then I had been a little tougher on Evan every now and then, making sure that my friend was never reduced to a broken shell of herself once again, but it didn't look like she would be. For the past two years they had been so sappy and loved up I would've puked if I had to see it every day. I think that their bump actually solidified that they both needed each other and didn't want to be with each other.

"We've been good actually." Olivia replied with a smile on her face as I saw her squeeze her boyfriend's hand. "Evan's been making good money at the mechanic shop, and school's been tough, but thank god it's almost over. We're actually thinking of moving into this apartment we found fifteen minutes away from his job after graduation."

My smile widened at her words as I was glad that my friend had found true happiness. "Well, I'm happy for you guys."

"So, what about you guys? What are your plans after graduation?" she asked, as the guys started to walk towards the exit.