Nick's POV

Greg.

The man who never gave up trying to make me see who I really was. Confusion, it was a powerful thing. And I hated it right now. It caused me to lose such a wonderful person that I shouldn't even deserve to have. Greg was a gift. A gift that is supposed to be treasured. But yet, I didn't. Instead, I treated him like trash, only to realise what a gem he is after I lost him. I knew that no matter what I did, I could never make it up to him. All the trust and faith that he had put into me, and yet time and time again I had to throw that away.

I had to say it, the words and feelings un-editted.

"Greg… look. I'm really sorry and I don't really expect you to forgive me at all. But I just want you to hear this from the bottom of my heart. The truth this time, no more lies. I've been a real dumbass and you were right. I am a coward, and the lowest kind in fact. The kind of coward that is so afraid of admitting what he truely is that he would rather throw away what he loves the most than face his fears. All this while I have been telling myself that I was afraid of how the world would judge me, but the truth is, the thing I'm most afraid of is myself, of who I really am. But right now the thing that I am most afraid of is losing you forever, and none of that crap is important anymore if I don't have you beside me. You made me feel like I have never felt before. You made me find myself, and without you I fear that I might lose it again. Please Greg, let me back into your life again."

Did I really say it? Words that I couldn't even be honest about to myself in the past. I think I did. Did I? I shook myself from my momentary chain of thoughts, finding myself in the arms of the man that I love so much that I would give anything up for.

"Nick, what you said, it was just so honest. At least I hope it was honest..."

"Honey, every single one of those words couldn't have been any truer. I love you, and I don't think I could ever make it up to you. I really am sorry G"

"Then I forgive you. You realising it is all I ever needed"

Our lips met. Fireworks, just like what it used to be. Every sensation, every touch was amplified. It was almost like the room was shaking from beneath my feet. No wait! The ground really was shaking from beneath my feat, the room was collapsing! Chunks of plaster rained down on us as I hugged Greg in a futile attempt to shelter him from the falling debris. I was flitting in and out of conciousness, and looking at the love of my arms, I managed to mutter a few incohearent words to him before I blacked out.

Those words, "With you in my arms, I die with no regrets"

I opened my eyes, how many days have I been unconcious? Is Greg safe? What happened!

Questions raced through my mind and my confusion was unmaskable. I calmed myself down and found Greg beside me, brows furrowed and worry written all over his face. I looked down, where were all the bandages, the cuts, the wounds. Panic slowly started to rise, what happened?

"Nicky, honey you ok?"

"Earthquake. Room collapsing. Plaster falling. You. Left me. Ryan." Confusion and panic overwhelmed me.

"Nicky, it's alright. you just had a bad dream. You were screaming in your sleep."

"So you didn't leave me?"

"Never..."

Hey guys... so sorry that the update took so long. I was just really causght up with my exams and projects and everything.

I would really appriciate if you would all leave a review about what you thought of the ending and of the story as a whole. :)

-May Sanders-Stokes