Just Another PA? |EDITING|

Chapter thirty two (Ending.)

"All this just for the answer love?" Ethan mocked.

"Only someone who has felt it would have guessed it." I whispered. Then turning to my dad I know understood why he kept me hidden for all those years, because I knew what love is, or at least I did.

Pushing me aside Ashlyn approached the blueprints. Then she paused. And ripped it apart.

"Its not here!!! All it says is "got you."" She said turning and looking at me she pointed a finger at me stepping closer to me. "You tricked us. You knew there was nothing right?"

"What!!! If I knew I wouldn't be so shocked, asked Ethan he made you believe something of value was there." I cried.

While they were arguing an explosion happened shattering the door. When the steam faded I couldn't believe my eyes.

In ran policeman dragging Ethan and Ashlyn to the ground before they could escape. Then followed by them walked in Tantin.

I couldn't believe my eyes.

"I thought you were dead." Mom and I said at the same time.

"Faking dead is something I practiced in drama class." She said releasing my chain.

I jumped to my feet and hugged her with whatever strength there was left in me. Soon we were joined by the rest of our family. I hugged my father despite his state because after all he was still my father.

"I can't believe you are so grown up." My dad said hugging me and kissing my forehead. I looked up from the crook of his shoulder and saw Ashlyn pointing a gun.

"You don't get to have a happy ending." she screamed before the trigger was pulled.

Before I knew it I had pushed my father aside and let the pain sink in.

"HONEY!! NO!!" someone screamed.

I opened my eyes and saw my aunt, mom, dad, and Lorenzo bent over me.

"I didn't get to save you before but now I do." I said to my dad adding a smile.

Turning to Lorenzo, I smiled. "You are a good person, look after them for me please, and remember, I love you."

I saw his mouth move and my mom cry but I couldn't hear anything and soon my world faded away....

Lorenzo's POV.

This was not how the story was suppose to end. Not how I planned. No one was suppose to get hurt, no one, especially not her.

I sat by her hospital bed which was now empty and thought about my choices in life.

When I was approached my dad about this plot I went with it because I loved him an didn't want to disappoint him, but I never knew I would fall for her, yes, I fell in love with her. But because of my pride and ego I never got to tell her.

Now I understand why time shouldn't be wasted, don't take the ones you love for granted, don't wait till its too late to tell them you love them. Let them know how you feel as soon as you understand your feeling, but don't wait to long.

Soon a doctor informed me that the outcome didn't look so positive because her heart beat was slowly slowing down. But I refused to believe. I went to the IC room and held her cold hands, observing them, not ones had I seen them with nail polish or the fake ones girls put on thinking it looks pretty. Natasha didn't pay lots of money to look fake, with make up and plastic additives to enhance her beauty. She was just that, naturally beautiful but I hadn't treasured it an now she was going to slip out of my hands.

Natasha was the strange kind of beautiful, the type of magic that foolish men run away from and run back to when it's too late. I was that foolish man.

Natasha Pov.

It was black, and I was cold. I didn't know where I was but my mind was racing with only one topic in mind : Love.

What are you doing here? Lying here on your death bed? What are you afraid of? My subconscience asked.

My biggest fear was love. I had never been in love and that had terrified me. How did I know I was capable of loving someone or even having the capacity to feel any sort of romantic emotion towards someone? On the other hand what happened if I loved too much? That my heart had been too big and compassionate and that it will over spill at any given moment ? How did I know that the person I could love someday would love me back as much as I loved them? As much as I loved Lorenzo.

Love is scary thing and you found that out. It is beautiful and incredible and everyone wants to experience it but at the same time it is torture and pain and leaves you broken.

True, but in the end I guess it is better to love than to never have loved at all.

So what are you doing here? Wake up and fight for the one you love, because you may not know this but I am sure he is fighting for you.

Then I heard a faint whisper: I love you please wake up.

And my body shock.

Lorenzo POV.

I had lost all hope when I saw her tremble.

"DOCTOR!!! We need a doctor!!!" I shouted.

Soon they were working on her and no one could convince me to let go of her hand and it seemed like she was not ready to let go either.

Soon she squeezed my hand before waking up.

"Natasha?!!" I cried embracing her in a tight hug which she returned with the same strength which was shocking with her condition.

After the family had rejoiced and the doctor had confirmed her a miracle that she was alive, we talked about what had happened and let me tell you, I had a lot of apologizing to do.

But it was worth it because I was apologizing to the love of my life.

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There you go guys. That is the end of my story, just an epilogue coming up soon, Then that's it folks.

xx- IceSkatingIsLife0.