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EPILOGUE

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"Mitchie come quick!" Nate called. I rolled out of bed mentally scolding myself for giving Nate permission to use my spare key. I could hear him fumbling around in the kitchen before he slammed my bedroom door open. I was groggy from almost no sleep.

Nate should know better that I spent most of my night filming my first music video.

How ungrateful of him.

I squeeze my eyes close when he opened my curtains to let the light in.

"Nate!" I whined.

"Get up, I have something to show you." He shook me.

"Can't it wait?" I yelled.

"It can but I know you'll like it." Nate picked me up and threw me over his shoulder. I felt limp as he carried me to his laptop that he had open on my kitchen counter. He pointed at a list and I squinted at the screen because all I saw was a bright light.

"What is it?"

"Billboard's Top 100." Nate cleared his throat, "Look at the top slot."

I tried again and saw Nate's name on it. I glared at him.

"Great." I said, as unenthusiastically as I could, "Good for you."

He laughed, "It's your song. We're in the number one spot for a song we didn't record together."

My vision became clearer as I looked again, "Catch me by Nate Greene and Mitchie Torres."

"Funny isn't it?" He chuckled again.

I never got to add that song onto the album. When we flew back to New York, we found out that they were already making the copies due to the high demand of the single, Don't Forget. I smiled up at Nate and let out a tired laugh.

"A bit. Congratulations." I yawned, "I'm going back to sleep."

Nate quickly said no but I waved off his protest and began heading for my room. Never being the considerate one, Nate block the doorway to my little piece of heaven. I crossed my arms.

"You do know what this means, right?" He asked.

I rolled my eyes, "I get a party, a platter of cookies, and a pillow to sleep on?"

Nate marched into my room and threw several clothes at me, "Get dressed."

"No!" I whined.

"Dress. We need to record this song." Nate ordered.

"Record it yourself. I'm going to sleep." I announced, bouncing into bed. It wasn't long before Nate threw my covers off and pillow slapped my body. I groaned and whined.

"Nate, you are his close from being a single again." I warned.

I could hear the smile in his voice, "Then I'm prepared to be a bachelor all my life."

The bed under me was displace and when I opened my eyes, I looked up to the sight of Nate holding back his laughter as he zoomed down the hallway with me in his arms. He's stealing me. That thief. But as much as I hated him for waking me up and making me record that song, I couldn't break up with him. Why would I?

It just so happens I fell for this boy. And no matter how annoying, how persistent, and how demanding he is. I like him. I'm not sure where this will lead me to but I know so far it's into sheer happiness… well… sort of.

"Nate. I hate you." I groaned as he threw on my pea coat over my pajamas before we walked into the street.

"I'm sure you do." He replied with a smile.

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Fin

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I think I should insert a HUGE apology for not posting this up. I've been getting so many reviews and messages asking me to finish up this story. Funny part is that I've had this ending saved on my computer for so long that I forgot, despite all your demands… well, it's not so funny really. Well that's it for this story.

Remember that I'll be posting one-shots base on the Life Sucks world. I have one up already called Fighting AND (don't get wild now) another one that should be up soon called Sap.

So… for one last time. REVIEW.