I walk into the school with Wyatt at my side. The halls are quiet because it's the weekend which means most people have gone home if they can, or they have gone out with friends.

I walk to the elevator and we go up to my old room. I take in a deep breath, not sure if I am ready to go back to the exact place where I tried to kill myself.

I unlock the door and keep my hand on the handle, taking another deep breath. Wyatt places his hands on my waist and he quickly kisses my cheek and then whispers in my ear, "You can do this. You're not alone. I'm right here, beautiful."

I nod and push the door open, my eyes widening when I see the room filled with deep pink peonies. Ash, Jason, Cole and Ed are all sitting on the beds, grinning at me. "Surprise!" they shout.

I laugh and look at the beautiful flowers placed around the room. "Um, why did you just waste money buying me flowers that I'm not going to keep? Next time just give me the money."

"Coral, I'm so sorry," Jason says. "I wasn't thinking about how you felt. I really am sorry." He stands up, and so do the rest of the boys.

"Yeah, we're all sorry. It was shitty of us to leave you out," Ed adds and everyone nods, even Wyatt.

I shrug and walk to my cupboards. "It's fine, guys. We're not going to see each other much anyway since I'm not going to the school anymore."

I pull the cupboard open and it's empty. I frown, turning back to look questioningly at the five boys.

"Oh, um, we thought you wouldn't want to spend much time in this room, so we packed for you to hopefully make you feel better and save time," Jason explains.

I glare at Ash and Jason. "Who packed my underwear?" I fold my arms, getting amused as soon as they start blushing.

"Um, we closed our eyes..." Jason gives a futile attempt at trying to lie.

Cole laughs. "Don't worry, darling, they tried to touch your stuff but I didn't let them," he tells me.

I let out a sigh of relief. "I honestly love you, Cole."

"Hey! That's my man you're talking to!" Ed says, taking Cole's hand and intertwining it with his own. Cole grins at Ed and Ed smiles back.

I roll my eyes. "Okay, I will miss you guys, but you're cleaning up the flowers." I smile triumphantly.

Jason pulls me into a hug, and one by one everyone joins until it's on big group hug. "Okay, you guys can let me go now," I say, being squeezed mainly by Jason and Cole.

They all let me go and I smile, picking up one of the pretty pink flowers. "Bye guys, maybe one day I'll see you all again." I walk out the room and let Wyatt take my bags. If he's my boyfriend he might as well be a useful boyfriend.

We go down the elevator, and I enjoy watching Wyatt struggle to hold my bags. I laugh. "Thanks for trying, but you're so weak." I take two of the bags, letting him carry the other two.

"I'm not weak! You made me carry four bags at the same time!" Wyatt whines and I laugh again.

"I love you," I sing, skipping forward, towards the car.

"I love you too," Wyatt sings back, not skipping along with me.

We climb into Wyatt's car and he smiles at me as he starts the car and drives out the parking. "McDonald's?"

"McDonald's." I nod, already happy about the fact that I'm going to fill my stomach with extremely unhealthy food.

We arrive at the McDonalds, deciding to eat inside instead of going through the drive in. Wyatt comes around to pull the door open for me but he's too late, I'm already out the car.

"Hey," Wyatt pouts, pressing me back against the car after I have shut the door. "You're supposed to let me open the door for you, and buy you food, and take you on dates that aren't as shitty as McDonald's."

I laugh and then pretend to be offended. "Wait, did you call McDonald's shitty? Clearly you've never had their chicken nuggets."

"Mm, there's only one thing I want to eat right now," he whispers and then his hand slide down to hold my hips, my back still against the car. "And she's standing right in front of me."

I bite my lip and playfully hit his chest. "Don't say shit like that in public, dumbass." It was so hot that I might end up doing something inappropriate here in the back seat of his car.

Wyatt smiles and glances down at my lips for a second, and then back up at my eyes, not saying a word.

"Aren't we going to kiss?" I ask, wanting to kiss him and then get my nuggets and McFlurry.

"I want to just tease you for a while, though," Wyatt says, smirking.

"What about what I want?" I ask, biting my lip again. I lift my hand and put it on Wyatt's cheek, staring down at his beautiful, thick lips. God, I really want him.

He laughs and leans down, stopping just before my lips. "What do you want?" he asks, brushing his lips against mine.

Annoyed, I wrap my hand behind Wyatt's neck and pull him closer, letting his lips meet mine. The kiss could have been the best kiss I have ever shared with him.

"Where did you learn to kiss like that, mister?" I ask, smiling as we pulled away.

"That wasn't about the kiss, sweetheart. That was about the feeling shared through the kiss," he tells me, and then takes my hand and we walk into the McDonalds.

I was happy with Wyatt.

I was also glad that I learned to forgive and forget. There is no point living your whole life with grudges against people. It was going to be hard, but worth it in the end. I was willing to fight for Wyatt, and our love.

I know he was willing to fight forever, as well, if he had to, and that's what made it perfect. It's not about having the perfect relationship with someone.

It's about having someone that will never give up on you, and you will never give up on them.

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