The Secret of Ella and Micha Epilogue

EllaIve been plump for in Vegas for almost two weeks now and things are good. I subscribe up for some summer art classes and my internship at the museum is great, even though I spend most of my day cleaning up after pack and running errands. I also started counseling. As much as Id comparable to believe I was getting better, when Im alone and lost in my own thoughts, the loathsomeness sometimes gets to me. But my therapist is nice and the visits seem to be helping.Lila is letting me borrow her car for the weekend, so I piece of tail drive back stand and meet up with Dean and my dad. Im glad to be making the drive alone, that way Ill have twelve hours to mentally prepare myself. Although, deep down, I manage Micha was going with me.Are you sure you dont want me to go with you, Lila asks as I snatch the handle of my suitcase and scan the room for forgotten items.I provoke my extend. Ill be fine and you have classes and your math tutor thing. I stop at the doorway, needing to get something off my chest. Lila, thank you for letting me borrow your car and for unspoilt being there for me.Her smile is bright. Dont get all weepy on me. Youre only going to be gone for a couple of days, silly.We laugh, exiting the building and head down the stairs. Our apartment is right by the campus and we keep Lilas car in the parking lot most of the time. When we reach the grass that reaches across the campus, my peal starts to palaver inside my pocket, a sad turned happy song.God, again? Lila throws her head back dramatically. Cant you two go five minutes without talking to each separate?No. I smile and answer the phone as Lila scoots away, giving us some privacy. So hows the weather in Seattle?Pretty sunny, actually, Micha says and I can hear the smile in his voice.I jerk on my roll away bag as it gets caught in a hole in the lawn. Thats funny, because I thought it was supposed to be rainy there.Nope, I got a blue sky and a hell of a lot of sunshine over my head, he s ays. And Im really enjoying the view.Good, Im glad, I tell him, missing him like crazy. Are you still driving out here next weekend? Actually theres been a subtle change of plans, he answers. And I cant come out next weekend.I stop in the middle of the grass, pouting. Oh. Okay.He laughs softly into the phone. You know, youre beautiful when you pout like that.How do you know Im pouting? I wonder.The same way that I know you have a sexy pair of shorts on and your hair is make up, he says and I start to glance around the campus at the people walking around in the quad and on the sidewalks. Your ass looks really good, by the way.I let my suitcase go and spin in a circle with the cell phone still to my ear. Then I spot him in the parking lot, standing next to a SUV in black jeans, a tight-fitted grey tee, and eyes as blue as the sky. I drop my phone and run to him, not caring that people are staring at me like Im insane.I dont slow down when I reach him and he catches me as I run into his arms. He picks me up and I secure my legs around him, kissing him with so much passion his lip ring cuts into my lip. Finally we braid back, panting with raw wildness in our eyes.He tucks a strand of my hair behind my ear. You didnt think I was going to let you go back home on your own, did you?But you said you had to play this weekend.They can do one performance without me. This is more important.I almost start to cry and he begins to panic.Ella May, whats wrong? he asks. This is a good thing, isnt it?Yes, it is I say, staring into his eyes. I love you.He smiles and whispers, I love you, too, before reconnecting his lips with mine.We kiss each former(a) deeply, not caring that people are watching and whispering about us. To them were just two people making out in the parking lot, creating a scene. Theyll never really know what it took to get here. How many years were invested, but thats okay.Its a secret between us.