Say You'll Mean It (an All Time Low Fanfic)

Epilogue

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5 Years Later

Alex's POV

I straightened my tie, glancing in the mirror nervously. This was an importent night, and i needed to look good. I took another look, scoffing at how ridiculous I looked. I quickly undid the tie, throwing it on my bed. Oh well, I've never really been a dressy guy. I thought as I pulled on a Blink 182 shirt and some dark wash skinnies. As I was begining to straighten my hair, I thought about everything that had happened, leading up to this point........

I guess it all really started when Melinda died. I know that seems sick, my life began when she was gone, but I never lived before her, not really. After she was gone, I was a mess, depressed and suicidal. I took at least three tries at my life, always being pulled back by my friends. They told me that this wasn't what Melinda would want, tha she would want me to move on. She loved me, and that she'd want me to be happy. After that thngs got better. I got out of bed, I started touring again. Life moved on, but no matter how hard I tried, I could never really move past her. I still think about her every night, when I'm laying in bed. She comes to me in my dreams, talks to me, tells me that she's happy where she is, but that I'm never allowed to come find her. That I'm needed on Earth, with the band. In fact, it's my dream last night that's decided the occasion today. Melinda came to me like she always does, sitting down next to me on the bench. She turned to face me, and even now I'm still shocked at how beautiful she is, never aging a day. She smiled that sad smile of hers, stroking my face softly. "You still won't let me go?" she whispered quietly, her perfect lips moving slowly. "No, never." I caught her hand, holding it against my skin. "She smiled again, that same sad look crossing her face. "Alexander William Gaskarth," she said, leaning in close to me, "I love you, more then anyone has ever been loved before. And that's why you need to move on, and let me go." I tried to protest, but she placed her hand over my mouth, cutting off my sentence. "Because I love you, and I want you to be happy. It hurts me to stay here, to hold you back. You need to let the dead rest, and be with the living. We'll meet again some day, but for now, this is goodbye." she slowly pressed her lips up against mine, and I felt a brief moment where warmth spread through my body. Then, without another word, she stood up and walked away, leaving me alone on the city bench........

Now I knew what to do, and I wasn't going to waste another second. I grabbed my car keys off the bedside table, quickly throwing on my hoodie. I smiled, walking out to my car, knowing what was happening. I got in the car and pulled out slowly, then began to drive to the restaurant.

When I got there, the whole group had already arrived, and were seated at the table I had reserved. I took a seat next to Katie, waiting for the right moment to speak.

After everyone had ordered, i felt it was time. I stood up, clearing my throat for everyones attention, just like I did so many years ago at this very spot. Everyones eyes turned up to me, giving me their full attention. I began my speech.

"Five years ago I stood on this spot, to tell you all that Melinda and I were getting married." Everyone nodded sadly, remembering that time so long ago. "Well, it's taken me all that time to come to terms with what happened. All this time I knew that it was all my fault, and I swore that I'd never let her go because of it. But now i realize that that's not what she would have wanted, for any of us. So, it's here today, in front of all my friends and family, that I'd like to ask Katie a question."

"Katie Mae Socen" I said, getting down on my knee. "Will you marry me?"

ONE YEAR LATER

Life was happy, really it was. Katie and I had been married for five months, and we're expecting our first child. I'll admit that being a father scared me a first, but I'd become excited and blissfully happy over the last month. Jack and Roxy had been married for 3 years now, and have one kid, a little boy named Bassam. Everyone calls him Bae. Blair moved away a year after Melinda died, she couldn't handle living in the same city anymore. We still talked sometimes, over phone or twitter. The band was taking a break from touring, instead focusing more on recording. Flyzik was still our manager, even

though we didn't tour anymore. My dreams were empty every night.

I think about Mel sometimes, mostly about the happy memories I have of her. That's the best way I can keep her memory alive, thinking about all the good things. The way she laughed, her infectious smile, the way her beautiful clear voice rang through the air. But, for the most part, she stays locked inside my mind, a memory inside a drawer that I sometimes pull open when I miss her.  

I believe that she misses me too, but I know that she is smiling down on me. I've never been a religious person, but since Melinda died, I can't help but hoping that there has to be more for a person that was as pure as Mel. Someday I'll see her again, but for now, I'm happy with my time in this life, and I wouldn't trade it for anything.

A/N: THIS STORY IS ALL DONE!!! I ABSOLUTELY CAN'T BELIEVE IT!! IT'S GONNA BE WEIRD NOT WRITING THIS.... ANYWAY, THANK YOU TO EVERYONE FOR STICKIG WITH ME THROUGH THIS, I LOVE YOU ALL SO MUCH!!! I CAN NEVER FULLY EXPRESS MY GRATITUDE AND I OWE YOU ALL ONE HUG!! THANK YOU ALL SOOOOOOO MUCH, AND I'LL HOPEFULLY SEE YOU ALL SOON WITH A NEW STORY!!! GOODBYE FOR NOW!!!!<3333333333

SONG OF THE CHAPTER: Let Love Bleed Red by Sleeping With Sirens