Millies pov
"Harry! You can't say that!"
I yelled at him from opposite me.
We all broke down laughing, Timothèe had his arm wrapped around my waist. Lola was sitting with Harry.
It was around 2am in the morning, and we had run down to 7/11 for some well deserved slurpees, after we had finally moved all our boxes into our new apartment.
Timothee and I had found a really nice apartment, with an amazing view two months ago.
And we finally decided to move into it, Lola and Harry helped us move and it took a good all day of heavy working.
"Yknow we've come quite a long way to get here."
Lola said moving her straw around sipping from it.
"True, but I wouldn't change anything."
I said, I was pasting some photos into my album.
It was a photo of Harry and timothee picking a couch up with Lola lying along it.
Their faces were priceless.
I chuckled putting it in.
"Holy shit, guys I've filled up my album!"
I said.
Over the years I've been married with timothee we've had 3 kids. They make me feel young, and I love them. They were at timothees mothers house.
They were so excited for our new place.
"That's nuts! You've had that thing for years. Pass it."
Lola said, I handed it to her.
She laughed looking through it.
"Look how young you looked Harry!"
She said.
He pouted.
"I still am young".
He said.
Lola chuckled, kissing his cheek.
"Of course."
"Wow, we were stupid. Back then."
She said.
Timothee smiled leaning on me.
"It should be hung up, somewhere. It's basically our life's".
He stated.
"It is isn't it, wow. It's crazy how time flys."
I sighed out, Lola handed it back to me.
"You know what we should do?"
Lola said.
"What's that b?"
I asked.
"We should go to our very first apartment, and chill out there."
She said.
"But we literally just moved here."
Timothee said.
"Not to live there you simpilton to hang out, memories you know."
She said.
"I think it's a great idea."
Harry said.
"Well I don't know, I've got to pick the kids up from timothees mums in the morning. I'll be tired."
Lola gave me her angry face.
I looked at Timmy then to Harry.
"Come on babe, it'll be nostalgic."
Timmy said.
"Fine!"
I sighed out.
Lola smiled jumping up and helping me up.
"Let's go babbbby."
She said linking arms with each other, we opened our window clipping down the ladder that throws us directly on the streets.
We caught a taxi, talking of the old times.
And when we got there I was more then happy.
Seeing the old place.
Remembering my past times here.
It looked to be abandoned now, well it had been nearly 20 years.
"There's an entrance that's always unlocked at the back come on."
Lola said, we all followed her jumping a fence which lead to an old rusty door.
Timmy kicked it down.
"That was hot."
I whispered.
"Keep it in ya pants!"
Lola laughed out.
We walked in, seeing the stair well up.
"Oh my god, the amount of times I climbed up these stairs."
Lola said holding Harry's hand.
We ran up to the top, seeing the familiar number.
"234"
Door.
We walked in, seeing the peeling paint on the walls.
The sound of the creaking floor boards.
Flash back
Lola took me to her apartment and I gasped seeing the view New York sure was something.
Her walls were brick and had picture frames all over them. A lot of plants and mirrors her room was small but very cozy.
I got my camera from my bag snapping a picture.
"You like photography?"
Lola asked putting her bag on the kitchen table.
I turned a snapped a shot of her.
"Yes, I love capturing moments."
I said paying attention to the photos I took.
"And this is a moment to be captured."
Flash back over.
I looked at the wall, seeing the photos I took flash through my mind.
We spoke about the old times passing through the rooms.
When we came to my old room, we all sat down on the ground.
I sat on timothees lap.
"I can't believe we're all parents now."
I sighed out staring out at the view among us. Sparking up memories I had.
The night sky, and the New York lights.
"Yeah, it's nuts."
Timmy said, playing with my hair.
"But I loved all of my times here, remember when we use to stay up all night watching Netflix's in big hoodies and eating ice creams?"
Lola said.
"Or when we dressed timothee up as that girl from mean girls."
Timothee Smacked his forehead.
"Oh my.. yes I remember that."
He chuckled out.
We sat there spoke for ages, until Harry and Lola moved on to another room.
Leaving timothee and I alone.
"I love you so much mills, I can't wait for our future to un fold itself. I'm in love with us, and our kids."
Timmy said, he didn't look at me. He looked out at the view with a small smile on his face:
He hadn't aged, it was as if we were back in our early 20's again. When everything seemed so scary and new.
But now we were wiser and more calm.
We had lived in Australia for a good 5 years, until Timmy had been getting a lot more acting roles in America.
And sure life wasn't easy on us at points, but all that mattered to Timmy and I was that our kids were healthy and happy.
"Timmy, I can't believe we're where we are."
I said sitting up more facing him, facing those green eyes.
Almost looking back into them seeing my younger face.
"I just can't even remember when I was young, and scared of everything. I know I tell you this a lot. But you saved me, I get scared thinking of my life and if I didn't leave zac, or if I didn't meet Lola. What would of happened? When I met you, when I saw your eyes. I knew somewhere deep down you were the one for me. As cliche as that sounds."
I said.
He smiled holding my hand.
Flash back
He had green eyes that drew me in immediately.
His head phones sat around his neck. His curls hanging losely.
Flash back
Although she hadn't opened her eyes yet.
I held my hand out for her, and when she opened her eyes, a strike of electricity shot through my entire body. She was beautiful.
He was beautiful.
Maybe I could of left, maybe I didn't give him my number. Maybe he didn't show any interest in me.
But in this reality he did, and I did give him my number. And we did fall in love.
"I remember when I first saw you, and I saw the pain in your eyes. But now all I see is happiness."
He said.
I smiled coming closer to him.
"Maybe one day, some one will find our book. And they can tell our life story."
He said looking down to my album.
I smiled nodding.
"Timmy, I'm in deep love with you. I tell you everyday, but I need you to know."
I said, playing with his curls.
He smiled looking up to me.
"I know, and I love you to."
He said.
"Timmy Millie! Come on Harry's taking us to a drive in!"
I heard from the kitchen.
I smiled looking deeper into timmys eyes.
"We'll be out!"
I yelled, kissing timothee passionately and lovingly like it were the first, or the last.
He then surprised me but picking me up and spinning me around.
"This is only the start, my darling."
He said. Kissing my face all over.
"You go out I'll be behind."
I whispered in his ear.
He nodded walking out once he put me down.
I looked over to the corner of the room.
Remembering the one floor board that was broken when Lola and were trying to put a carpet in.
I picked it up, slipping the floor board up and carefully putting the photo album in.
Along with my necklace that Timmy had given me a while ago for a birthday.
I wanted it in there, for the person that finds it.
And I wrote a note.
Dear finder,
My life was a happy long one, well I'm writing as if I'm dying. I'm not, I'm only in my late thirties. But anyway, if you meet someone. And you just know there the one for you, Keep them with you, mistakes are important. I know that from practice. Have a nice life, remember to smile.
Love, Millie.
I smiled wrapping the necklace around the note.
Kissing it and slipping it down the floor board, putting it in place.
"Are you coming shit face?!"
Lola yelled.
I smiled getting up and seeing the place one last time before stepping out.
"Coming Lola!"
I yelled, running out hugging Lola.
Then smacking her in the gut.
"Hey!"
She yelled running after me as I raced her down the stairs, timothee and Harry waiting for us.
When I reached the bottom Lola and I walked out catching up with Timmy and Harry.
We all stood outside of the place.
Timmy held my hand.
"Well bye then? Place?"
Harry said chuckling.
"Bye!"
Lola yelled.
"Byyyyye!"
Timmy said.
"BYE!"
I screamed.
Then we wall walked down the streets of New York late at night, talking about times.
And I guess I did get everything I wanted, and I was happy with it.
Because as I watched Timmy laugh, that goofy stupid laugh of his. My life started all over again.
And I loved it.
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There it is! The end of the story! Sad, I guess. I hope everyone enjoyed it.
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Xoxo