Alternative Ending

If you finished the story and didn't like it, I'm sorry lol.

I wrote this story out in many different ways and considered many different endings, but I decided to choose the one that would make yall the saddest 😀

Here are just a few endings that went through my head (and that I considered being the cannon endings )

CHAPTER 44, REFLECT AND REGRET:

The next morning, I woke up to the sound of a bottle crashing.

"D-Dammit, Gorge! I'm trying... I'm tryna sleep!" Charlie mumbled, rolling on top of Gorge.

"It wasn't me! Must've been Jason trying to escape." Gorge groaned, shoving Charlie off of him.

"I was unconscious until you both made all the ruckus, thank you very much." I muttered, sitting up. Charlie's foot was right next to the bottle that had fallen, so I assumed it was him. I didn't remove much of last night, but I saw the mess we'd made in Charlie's room.

"ShHH everyone quiet... before you wake up... him!" Charlie said, pointing to the fully awake Owen already folding his sheets.

"Jason, you aren't hungover are you? I hope not, you're getting married in a few hours." He sighs, coming over and offering me a hand.

"O-Oh, no I didn't drink. Thanks though." I say, letting him help me up. Charlie and Gorge were now wrestling on the floor, and Owen went over to scold them.

I peeked over at the clock on the wall, it read nine am. Our spot in the woods were already set up, and a practice-run was scheduled for ten. I yawned intensely, getting up to head for the door.

"Okay, bye guys. I gotta go practice." I say. They all wave me goodbye and wish me luck, watching me skip out to my car.

I was usually pretty punctual, so Aurora trusted me to get there with plenty of time to spare. Now that I thought about it, that house was always there for me. It raised me, gave me an amazing childhood. Then, it sheltered me for a month or so after spring break.

Everything really had turned upside down in one year. My parents, Axel, Aurora and my friends. If I looked back on my life now, I'd say it was a good one. Only one, one painful regret would stand in my way.

Right now, I drove across the city so I could marry the girl I loved. But what about the boy I loved? Was it such a bad thing, the way I felt for him? But what if it was involuntary?

Regardless of what I regretted, only one future stood in front of me now. And I was going to choose to carry it out.

I jumped in my seat, startled by the sound of my ringing phone. I knew not to text while driving, especially since I was in a very complicated intersection at the moment. However, there was just something about it that made me want to answer.

My heart began to race as I pulled over to the side of the road. I would never admit it, but I knew who I hoped it was.

"Hello?" I mumbled, attempting to hide the fluttering in my heart.

"..." I listened as hard as I could, but the line was silent.

I ignored the electric shock in my stomach, focusing on my reply.

"Um, is this an active l-line? Or do you maybe have the wrong number-"

"Wait for me." He commanded, hanging up suddenly.

I sat still for a long time, and simply waited for the battle to die down within me. How dare he give me hope? Did he have any idea how much I loved him? I was positive I had packed down my resolve, that I'd be driving to marry my future wife today.

Yet here I was, debating wether to throw it all away. I wanted to throw it all away, if it was for him.

What did 'wait for me' even mean? Where? What would we do after that?

A car honked loudly on my rear, speeding passed me. I was fed up with myself, and all the excuses I had been making. If I didn't know what was happening within me, then all I'd have to do is ignore it. I needed to regain my energy to come to any rational decisions.

I stopped at the coffee shop near school, the one with exquisite biscuits. If anything could make me feel better, it was that... or him.

I pulled into the parking lot, gathering my things before entering the shop. It felt sort of nostalgic to visit again, watching the students my age gathered in the store for study groups.

"What can I get for you today?" The barista smiled, drumming her knuckles on the counter. "Er, what can I get you both?"

I looked up at her confused expression, and felt an arm slither around my waist. A sweet, ticklish feeling burned in my stomach. I tried my best to look forward as his familiar scent intoxicated me, I tried to focus on everything but him.

"Two creamed coffees with sugar, and a cranberry scone please." Ah, his voice had done it. Everything about it was perfect. The tone, the accent. Everything about it.

"I'll be ready with your order right away, sir." She told him, hustling towards the coffee machines.

His arms were warm. Warmer than I remembered them. My heart seemed to melt in his casual embrace, and I got a taste of what I had been craving for so long. Being in public suddenly angered me, and I was resentful to the barista for taking so long with our drinks. I hadn't even looked at him yet; I wanted to spend this time alone.

"Look," He murmured, secretly pointing to the barista. "Look at her name tag."

I squinted, reading the letters on the plastic pin. "Wait, is she..?"

He nodded, holding back his laugh. "She's a Jean sister."

I impulsively turned towards him, growing tired of only hearing his voice. I wanted to see him, to feel him even more.

His forehead was slightly tensed, even though he was smiling. I lifted my hand under his chin, and turned his head towards me.

"You remembered I like biscuits." I whispered, stroking the side of his face.

"Jason, I remember everything about you. It killed me thinking I would never see you again."

"Order ready for Mr. Johnson!" She yelled, pushing the drinks out on the counter.

"Some one else can have it." Axel said impatiently, dragging me out the back and into the parking lot. I heard bits of the Barista yelling after us, but my heart pounded to loudly for me to hear.

"W-Where did you get this?" I asked, staring at the car he pulled me towards.

"Get in." He ordered, opening the passenger door for me.

My body simply obeyed, and I stepped inside the car.

I felt sparks of electricity shoot up within me as he walked around to the drivers side. I couldn't tell if he seemed angry, or maybe irritated? Needless to say, something kept me quiet as he typed in the address for the nearest hotel.

I suppose I was the one who had wanted time alone with him, but now that just the two of us laid in the dark, it sent my heart soaring.

"How did you find me?" I managed to ask, interrupting his process of ripping off my shirt.

"I never lost you." He answered, staring me deep in the eyes.

I felt my face turn red as he kept eye contact, trailing his lips down my stomach.

I suppose the questions could wait until later; all I needed right now was him. There would be trouble afterwords but there was nothing we could do about loving each other. I really couldn't help but love him.

There are a few things wrong with this ending:

1. This coffee shop was never mentioned anywhere else. Axel went to the cafeteria to go get the biscuits in the OG story, yet in this ending Jason thinks of this place as nostalgic. It could be the cafe he'd always refused to go to with his friends, but that's the problem. He was to busy having smexy time to ever actually go.

2. Axel has a car, paid for Jasons drink, and a hotel room. This is a problem because if Axel were to ever escape from his dad's clutches, he'd never have enough money to fly back to London, much less pay for a Coffee date. It just ain't adding up.

3. Both of their families would disown them. They'd be on the streets with not a penny (except for Jason's secret account left to him by his parents, but who knows if his uncle would let him have that) and they'd end up dying anyway. Now I know you might say "damn author that's cold" but it's the truth 😭 I can't do nothing about it.

4. How tf did Axel find Jason. Heck, he's even starting to freak me out.

5. This would leave the readers (yall) happy, and satisfied. The ending I came to, left you depressed and made you feel like you're missing something. You can choose whatever ending you would like, but just so you know, this ending is not cannon and it doesn't make sense in a lot of ways.(?)

also this has nothing to do with that but me, the author, I just realized that Axel had married into the Jean family 😃 poor soul