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It was something I loved about her.
“pampered little know-it-alls who thought their shit didn’t stink aren’t getting a piece of you.”
A serial killer on one side, and the son of a terrorist on the other.
I can sacrifice what I want for the good of others.”
they enabled each other in their vices, they felt accepted and didn’t have to face the harder road ahead.
I wanted Will to see me like I saw him in that wrestling room and know that I wanted to feel.
he made me feel safe no matter how high we climbed.
“The train is already wired, baby,”
I can dive and feel.
I was free.
Her knowing that I saw her, and me knowing there was more to myself than I knew.
She fit with us. She was made for us.
my little usurper.
“Good. Your mom needs her spin partner back.”
Someone had taken away my chance to make amends.
I remembered the Godzilla that I got Em. I wondered if she still had it.
Little Trouble
after the betrayal—I hadn’t wanted to lose her.
I should’ve stayed.
She didn’t owe me her heart just because I wanted it.
I was done living in the past. I had an ocean of tomorrows to get busy building, and I was ready to live.
“I need my life to be more than one night.”
Michael Crist, Kai Mori, Damon Torrance, and Will Grayson were going to have their secluded, seaside resort, because we lasted, and we were going to build something that would, as well.
When are you going to grow up? Demonstrate some patience?”
“Hell yeah, you love me,” he said, sucking my
lips into his mouth. “You’re crazy about me, and you may not be blonde or eighteen or named Heidi, but you’re fucking mine, little trouble.” He pushed up my shirt, yanked down my bra, and covered my nipple with his mouth, sucking hard. “And you can still walk my dogs someday if you want, but I’ll for damn sure be peeling down your panties on my desk and letting you pretend like you don’t love every second of it right before I write you that little check.” He gripped my neck, his other hand trying to rip down my pants as he kissed me. “You’re never getting free of me.”
“Um…” someone said, and I blinked, noticing the car had stopped. “Okay, wow. I…um…I’d love to watch this, actually,” Damon called out, “but Winter will consider it cheating if she’s not here, too. I’ll go ahead and walk home, and you fucking owe me, Will.”
It was like he was determined to self-destruct and leave nothing of us to remember.
“I still have the bus.”
“I don’t need the Cove,” he said over the rain. “I need more memories with you.”
“Memories that aren’t tainted with all the years apart right afterward,” he explained.
“I build with you now,” he whispered to me, the heat of his mouth on my lips. “We make Thunder Bay together, Em. I love you.”
The day he sat with me in the theater and joked around, and the night he took me to ride roller coasters and we were a couple, holding hands. For just a couple of hours.
“I couldn’t lose you anymore,” I told him, staring at the street ahead.
I fucking loved Will Grayson. I wanted to eat every meal with him, have that damn Mission: Impossible marathon with him, and let him knock me up as soon and as much as he wanted.
He couldn’t let me go. He couldn’t move on without me. Everything we’d been through—everything—meant something. It all meant something.
“I love you,” I said, and I could see people filming us with their phones out of the corner of my eye, but I didn’t care. “I’m wild crazy for you, and I’m sure I’ll kill you at some point, but… God, I love you so much, and I want you to marry me.” More tears streamed down my face as I choked out the words. “Marry me, Will Grayson.” I rushed up and hugged his back, wrapping my arms around him. “Can you marry me? Can I marry you?”
“It’s yours now.” He met my eyes. “It’s been yours for nearly ten years.”
as our life up, until this point, played through my head. The pool at school and the feel of his body in the movie theater. Dancing at Homecoming and him sweeping me into his arms and carrying me to his bed at Blackchurch. The intoxicating scent of his truck, and the rain on the bus windows, hiding us inside. There was so much more than the fights and the pain.
“I’m marrying you,” I whispered. He nodded. “’Bout time you caught up.”
“I loved you last night,” I told him. “And I loved you this morning. I’ll still be here. I’ll still be me tomorrow and every day after.”
“I’m sorry about everything,” I said. “Me, too, baby.” He kissed me.
“I should’ve stayed. I’m sorry I walked away. I’m sorry I left you that day in the hallway at school.”
Yeah, you know what’s up. Come
here.
we were friends. Yet.
then she took my hand and looked down at my engagement ring, her own snowflake diamond setting gleaming in the light.
Or else that train thingy was a whole lot weirder now.
I’d wasted so much time being afraid of everything—holding a grudge, letting my pride lead me—but there was nothing to lose in going for it. This was it. We had one shot. They were destroying each other like Will and I did, but the worst of it was she might not have another chance with Aydin.
worried that she’d change her mind about marrying me if I couldn’t periodically remind her of how hot I was.
