So... Last ever chapter of Folive never ending, wow this is so emotional for me! Haha joking. Or am I? ;) Hope you enjoyed reading as much as I did writing! So here is goes!

OLIVES POV:

It's been about 2 weeks since Fletcher had come out of hospital. Trust me, it wasn't easy for either of us, him being in there. Since he had come out, things had almost been normal. We did our maths exam, and Fletcher passed after I tutored him. Chyna had got called back to the studio and offered a record deal. And she took it. Angus has kind of got used to me and Fletcher dating. Sort of. Luke had been put in community service for a year by the police. And those boys from the bus stayed well away from me whenever they saw me, thanks to Fletcher. And of course Fletcher's arm was healing but he still had a blue cast, which he was learning to ignore.

Me and Fletcher were lying on the sofa at my house, flicking through tv channels. I was lying in his chest and he had his casted arm around me.

"Ooooh look, history of art!" Fletcher grinned.

"Perfect! History for me, art for you." I laughed.

"Oh yeah! My mum asked if you wanted to come over for dinner tomorrow. We're having steak pie, yum!"

"Interesting factoid; steak pie has kidney in it..." I raise my eyebrow.

"Well interesting factoid for you, my mum doesn't put kidney in it." He winks. And we both laugh.

My Z-phone vibrates on the side table, closest to Fletcher.

"Fletch, check my phone please."

Fletcher picks up my phone and enters the password, and stares blankly at the screen and groans.

"What?" I ask.

"It's Angus... He says he wants me, you, him and Chyna to go to the cinema in an hour."

"Why is that so bad? We always go to the cinema with them." I laugh and sit up to drink my lemonade.

"He put 17 kisses..."

I choke on my drink comically, Fletcher laughs at my reaction.

"What?! He's gone up a whole 7 kisses since yesterday!"

"Wow... So what should I say? Yeah?"

"Say yeah, meet you at the cinema, usual time."

"Okay, what do you think we're gonna watch?"

"Not sure, but they will probably let you choose again Fletcher."

"Yay!" Fletcher fist pumps the air, childishly.

FLETCHERS POV:

Olive got up to take our empty glasses to the kitchen. I watched her walk away, staring at her lovingly. Well... I wouldn't say staring... More like making sure she doesn't trip over a... A... Bicycle! Yes a bicycle. Who am I kidding, I love this girl so I can stare at her if I like. She's been a lot like herself recently, thank god.

When Olive was in the kitchen, I heard scratching on her front door. I stiffen. Not that I'm scared, just caution. I glance at the door wearily. But then it stopped. I sighed with relief and carried on watching 'The history of art'. But then it started again, even louder this time.

"Shit!" I jumped, surprised.

I decided to be brave, I edged towards the door. And when the scratching returned. I skilfully looked through the peep hole. But there was nothing there... I shrugged and started to walk away. But it started again! Right, this was making me mad now. I marched towards the door and swung it open. Nothing was there!

All of a sudden, I felt something rubbing against my leg gently. I screamed, high pitched And looked down.

"Misty?! What!"

I stared at the cat, opened mouthed. Her grey eyes looking up at me. I picked her up and stroked her head and she began to purr. Olive was going to be so happy.

"Olive! Quick! Come here!"

"One second, I'm washing up!"

I didn't want to ruin the surprise so I thought of an excuse.

"Olive, you need to come now!"

"Why?! What's wrong?! Are you okay?!" She shouted from the kitchen. I could hear her footsteps.

"No! I tripped over a bicycle!"

She came through the door with a confused expression on her face.

"What? You tripped over a bi..."

She was cut off, she looked at Misty who was cuddled up in my arms. Her mouth hung wide open and a massive grin appeared.

"MISTY! Oh my gosh!"

She speed walked to me and I gave her Misty. The cat was purring louder and meowing a lot, almost like she had missed Olive. Well she probably did. Olive hugged her lovingly and then Misty struggled to get down. Olive let her go and then the cat ran back outside. Me and Olive exchanged confused glances. But then, Misty returned with a kitten in her mouth. She put it down in front of Olive and went off to get the next one.

"That's why she ran away! To have kittens! I never thought of that, how could I have not guessed!" Olive shook her head.

"Well she didn't really look pregnant." I reassured Olive.

OLIVES POV:

Me and Fletcher had put the kittens in a cardboard box filled with blankets.

"Right let's go to the cinema. The bus will be here soon." I look at Fletchers watch.

We walk to the bus stop and sit down, the bus would be here in 2 minutes. Mine and Fletcher's hands were tightly gripped together. I thought about every single event over the last 3 weeks. It seemed like those were the most eventful 3 weeks of my entire life.

"Fletcher?"

"Yeah?"

"Thanks."

"Thanks for what?"

"For saving me from that car, remember, 3 weeks ago..."

"Oh yeah! No problem, I would happily do it again." He laughed.

I shook my head and laughed. It was silent until Fletcher spoke.

"You're right... 3 weeks ago is when everything happened. Our hands touched and that's where it started."

"How do you know that was what I was thinking of?" I stare at him in disbelief.

He turned his head to face me and looked into my eyes.

"Because I know you, and love you more than anything, ever." He smiles sweetly.

I giggle.

"What?" He grins.

"You're grammar is terrible Fletcher Pumpernickel Quimby."

"Who's he? He sounds like an idiot." Fletcher jokes.

"He's my boyfriend, and I love him more than anything, ever too."

"Well then, I take that back, he must be an amazing guy to have a girlfriend like you."

"Now you're just flattering yourself Fletcher. But thanks." I laugh.

"Worth a try!" Fletcher laughed back.

The bus arrived and we both paid for our tickets and got on. We went to the top of the bus and sat right at the front. We continued to talk about all the things that had happened over the last 3 weeks and it was a once in a lifetime experience.

"It was fun though..." Fletcher admitted.

"Yeah, you're right. It was." I agreed.

Fletcher turned towards me and kissed my nose gently.

"Why is your nose so cold?" He laughed.

"Well why are your lips so warm?" I giggled.

"Hmmm, good point." He smiles.

Our lips connect, but this kiss was somehow special, a rush of every single memory of us together surged through my head. All the pain seemed to disappear. From then I knew that Fletcher was always going to be there for me. And I finally knew how it felt like to be loved after all these years. We were meant to be. He wrapped his arms around my waist and we continued. We kissed until we heard a cough in a seat a couple of rows behind us. We pulled away and giggled playfully.

"I'll always be there for you Olive, we are meant to be. I know it." Fletcher grins.

"Fletch! Get out of my head!" Gently I playfully push his chest.

I rest my head on his shoulder and I swim in my thoughts as we approach the town. I haven't loved anything more than this freaky, awkward artist. If he changed, I'd die. I'm sure he thinks the same. This is the beginning of my life. My life with Fletcher.

His voice interrupted my thoughts.

"Can we watch Tinkerbell 3?"

There it is guys! Thank you so much, please review! And don't forget to look at my Folive one shots! It's called 'I'm always here for you' and I'll start the supernatural soon, I promise!

So my last chapter! Hope it's up to the standards!

candyflossblue xx