"Michael...I...I think I might like you...as more than a friend..."

You would have never seen anybody smile like Michael did that day. His eyes were wide and brimmed with tears and I brought him into a warm embrace as he told me how he felt.

When we released that embrace, we'd intertwined our fingers and are foreheads were gently touching as we stared into each other's eyes.

I took that moment to kiss him. He was taken back at first but before I knew it I felt his lips sink into it. They were just as I remembered them from my black out.

When we released, we were still holding hands, and I gently wiped away his tears even if they were from joy.

We told everybody two days after that we were dating. My dad was perfectly okay with it. Michael's moms called it apparently, and Rich asked if he could rewrite "Boyf Riends" on our backpacks.

We allowed him to do so and from then on we were absolutely inseparable. We were never apart, you'd never find me without Michael and vice versa.

Which was good SQUIP flares. Basically it was when I thought the SQUIP was reactivating and I started having a small attack over it.

Usually I'd cling to Michael while crying, and he'd hold me in his arms gently, kissing me and telling me I was alright.

The whole inseparable thing helped with Michael's constant nightmares. Those were partially my fault, they were caused from both his dependency issues and separation anxiety for me.

He always thought I'd leave again and while it took some convincing at night, I would always manage to tell him I'd never leave again. And I wouldn't.

And I haven't.

Roll around to junior prom, I wasn't gonna go but Michael insisted we go. I wasn't one to argue with Michael, he's too cute to say no to.

He wore a dark maroon tux, which paralleled my baby blue tux, and his tie was a Pac-man tie I bought him.

My favorite part of it all was the dancing, because "Video Games" by Lana Del Rey came on. That song always reminded me of Michael, and how he always does everything he can to make me happy.

I don't deserve him, really I don't but... I love him with all my life...I knew this was real love. The look in his eyes while we were dancing was real. It was all real.

The way he held me close and sang to me was reality, none of this was a dream, and I was very glad of that.

Turns out we had no prom queen. We just had kings, which was strange but then it was revealed me and Michael were said king and king.

I got the female crown but it fit, but I didn't look anywhere near as good as Michael. The crown he wore fit perfectly, and the way some of his hair escaped from under it and into his face was absolutely adorable.

He was adorable. He is adorable. He's perfect. He deserves better than me but he doesn't want anything else and if I make him truly happy...I'll stay. Anything to see his smile.

Senior prom was just as perfect if not better. Alongside me and Michael winning prom kings, Chloe and Brooke won prom queens. Michael looked absolutely beautiful that night, I mean he always looks beautiful but he was just... gorgeous.

The way the light reflected on his skin to the way the prom king crown made him look like royalty to his beautiful beautiful chocolate brown eyes...it was amazing.

Michael was amazing. Every second with him was amazing. College was just as good. We programmed games for most our projects. We made this cool friend named Nic, they were a furry!!

And when we got out of college, oh my God...it was perfect. Michael held a graduation party and invited basically everybody we knew that didn't hate us.

It was fun...and I got to spend it with Michael. At the ending he had an announcement...

That announcement was for me however. I began crying when he got on one knee and held the ring out. He proposed to me, and I obviously said yes I mean I love him!

The ring was actually custom made, it was a dark blue color with a gemstone cut in the shape of one of the Pac-Man ghosts, Inky to be specific. It even had white dots on it to be the pellets.

A year later and I was walking down the isle to marry the greatest person alive. My little siblings were throwing flowers behind me, specifically red and blue because those were mine and Michael's favorite colors.

I stood in front of Michael, holding his hands gently as I stared into his eyes with every bit of passion inside of me.

The "I dos" were finished quickly and with that we embraced tightly and kissed warmly. It was the happiest moment in my life.

Being with Michael was the best thing that ever happened to me. My favorite person in the world said I was his favorite person in the world...

And I'm laying next to him in bed, his arms around me, wondering why he is so good to me. I want to know why but...I can live without an answer.

He loved me. That's why he forgave me. That's why he was my boyfriend. That's why he's my husband. And I love him too... I love him so much.

Saving the final words for the A/N 10 chapter. This is the last story though and I loved writing this and I loved reading your comments and replying to them. You all are the reason I continued this book. Thank you guys for your support, I didn't expect so many views and comments on this so like...I'm so dang grateful to have such awesome fans even if I do give you a lot of angst.

Thank you for reading this last chapter and I hope you read the final author's note. Thank you again.