My eyes were closed as I felt the ground under me.
I was leaning against my door again, like I did when I left.

I opened my eyes slowly, seeing my room around me. Tear streams were plastered on my face. I had to remind myself of what happened.

The fight.

I sat up straighter again, letting out a silent groan.

Was I just asleep? Was this all a dream?

But it felt so real, like I was really there with Susan, Spencer and Brendon. He can't just be in my dream. He has to be real.

Then I heard a silent knock on my door, causing me to narrow my eyes.

"Ryan, can I come in?", my mum asked.

My mum!

My parents are here!

I opened the door and immediatly wrapped my arms around my mother, starting to cry heavily. I missed her so much and I can finally hug her.

She seemed to be a bit surprised but She hugged me back, rubbing my back.

"It's ok, sweetheart", she mumbled.

"I'm sorry mum, sorry for not telling you", Ryan mumbled, sobbing.

"No, don't excuse yourself, your father and I are sorry for acting the way we did. Just know that this was an information we all couldn't really handle at first, alright? We love you and we'll find a way, we just needed a bit time", she said, "we accept you Ryan and are proud of you No matter what happens, alright? We just needed a bit time."

This made me cry even harder than I did before.

"And what a-about dad?", I asked with a shaking voice.

"I'll talk to him, but let that be my worry, ok?", she said quietly.

"Ok", I mumbled as quiet as a mouse.

Then a thought crossed my mind, causing my head to of it up.

"What is it?", my mum asked, narrowing her eyes.

"Nothing, I have just an idea."

"Ok, then I'll let you alone for now, ok?", she said, smiling softly at me before walking downstairs.

I waited until she was gone before wishing my phone out of my bag.

"I missed you", I whispered while unlocking it.

Then I noticed the massages from Susan. I clicked on them, reading it.

Susan: you need to turn on your tv! You won't believe what you'll see! It's on mtv!

I narrowed my eyes at my phone, but did what Susan told me and turned on the tv. It was already on mtv, so I just sat on my bed, looking at the television.

When I saw what Susan wanted to show me I just stared with wide eyes at the man in the tv talking about his new album.

I knew this man.

And god, he looks so different now. His hair is short and slicked back now. I love it, he looks gorgeous and not even that old.

He smiles.

And his smile looks like when we first met. It hasn't changed a bit.

I started grinning at the tv, being proud that Brendon made it far. I only saw him a few minutes ago but for him it were 18 years.

"Is there someone who inspired you to make music in the first place?", the interviewer asked.

Brendon let out a small chuckle while gulping , "yeah, there is actually. There are many people who inspired me. My siblings of course, my little sister Katie. My beautiful wife Sarah of course! And my mum. I wrote a lot of songs for and about her, she was always there for me and supported me no matter what I did or what happened. But there was one person in my life who inspired me the most."

Brendon smiled into the camera and for a seconds I thought he would smile at me. As if he knew I was watching.

"Who was that person?", the interviewer asked.

"His name is Ryan", Brendon answered.

"And what happened to him? Do you still have contact?", the woman asked.

"No, we don't anymore", Brendon responded, "But he once told me what it's normal. People will come and go in your life. They'll change you and will turn you into the person you really are. Maybe they'll prove who you don't want to be. Maybe they'll help you finding yourself. You learn how you want to live.
You'll meet people you love and people you'll hate.
I loved him, and he made me a better person. Just because of him I'm sitting here as the person you know."

A single tear rolled down my cheek as I stared at the tv.

"Well then we all should say thanks to Ryan", the woman laughed.

"Yeah, thank you."

I was happy seeing Brendon like this. He is happily married and is successful. He looks good, happy and healthy and maybe I also had something to do with that. Maybe I lead him the way a bit. Maybe I helped him.

For him it were 18 years.

For me just minutes since the last time we saw each other.

I was interrupted by my ringing phone. It was Susan.
I answered the call, already hearing Susan on the other line saying:

"And? Did you see it !?", she asked.

"I did", I laughed quietly.

"Wow, I can't believe it! So I did my research and he really made it far! And that just because of you, Ryan", Susan said and eventhough I couldn't see her, I saw the smile she had on her face.

"Maybe you're right", I chuckled.

"And do you know what happened to Cristina?", I asked.

"No, but let's go to the park, we can do our research", she suggested, causing me to nod.

"Alright. You call Spencer, alright?"

"Yup, god I'm so excited to finally be here again!", she said before hanging up.

I put my phone away, staring at my ceiling for a few seconds before sitting up. Then I saw something laying on my bed. It was a hoodie.

A light blue hoodie.

The expensive one I stole with Brendon.

I let out a soft chuckle before taking it carefully. I put it on and I could've sworn I smelled brendons scent on it. Just a little bit.

I smiled brightly and walked out of my house. I was confused at my environment at first, because it was weird being here after one year again.

I looked around, spotting my car standing on the street, ready for me to drive it.
I let out a little screech before running over to it. I opened the door, sitting down on the passenger seat, starting to drive to the park I was supposed to meet Susan and Spencer.

I turned on the radio and unfortunatly Havana started playing, causing me to let out a loud groan.

I was actually really happy I didn't listen to it this past year...

But then it changed to a new song and I think I stopped breathing for a second.

This was Camilla Cabello with Havana and now we have the single high hopes by panic! At the disco playing here from brendon uries new album pray for the wicked.

My grip around the steering wheel tightened and I nearly lost control over the whole car.

Please not another car accident.

I smiled like an idiot through the whole song. It meant so much more when you know what happened, when you know you had something to do with it.

After the song ended I made my way out of my car, walking over to Susan who was already waving at me.

"Hey Ryan!", she exclaimed, wrapping her arms around me, hugging me tight, "we're back! We're back! I'm so happy!"

"I'm also happy", I said, hugging her back with a big grin on my face.

"Spencer is also here already", she said, pulling away to look at the boy next to us.

"Guess who woke me up today", Spencer sighed, letting out a soft chuckle.

"Who?"

"My little, annoying cousin", he answered, "and actually I didn't think that I would be so happy to see him. I hugged him for over 5 minutes and even started crying."

"Awww!", Susan said, pounting.

"It's weird being here again after one year", I chuckled, "only now I realise how much I actually missed this."

"It's true! I'm so happy, you can't believe it...", Susan sighed out.

"And now let's do our research and look what happened to the rest of us Who stayed there", Spencer said  already pulling his phone out.

First he googled Cristina who is now one of the best well known surgeons in the USA. She is a cardio surgeon and even won many prices and awards like the Jackson avery award (I love you if you get this)
She doesn't have a husband, wife or kids, but that's how we thought it would end up. She never was a family person. She was a hard worker, living for her passion.

"What about the others?", Susan asked, "google Gerard and Mikey way."

I did what she said and googled the two and I was shocked at the information Google gave us.

"Why are all of them super famous musicians or surgeons?", Susan asked, her eyes widening.

"I have no clue", I mumbled, "i also never heard gerard sing."

"What stands there?", Spencer asked, sitting down next to us.

"Here stands that Gerard and Mikey way are in a band called my chemical romance", I mumbled, "Oh! And frank and Ray are also in the band!"
(In this universe the 22nd March 2013 was a completely normal day, alright?)

"Everyone of them walked the way they wanted to and obviously it was the right one", Susan laughed, "Wow, that's impressive, I didn't think this would happen."

"Me too", I quietly said.

"Are you alright?", Spencer asked.

"Yeah, it's just so weird seeing everyone so old. They probably settled down, are married, maybe even have kids", I answered.

"Do you talk about Brendon right now? Does he have kids or is married? Or maybe booth?", Spencer asked.

"He has a wife, but no kids. I mean, shouldn't I be happy about it? I told him to move on. I told him to live his life. And that's what he did. And I am happy, but... it still hurts a bit, you know? It's like I just saw him. It was just a  few hours ago when we were still in 2000."

"Ryan, you have to know that this were 18 for him. 18 years without you... He didn't forget you, that's what I know and that's what he said in that interview, but you have to know that it's normal for someone to move on after this amount of years... it's actually healthy", Spencer said softly.

"I understand you", I answered quietly.

"What about we go to a cafe and eat something?", Susan suggested next to us, "it isn't the bellá café,  but maybe this one will be our next bellá café."

"Nothing will ever replace this café for me", I sadly chuckled, :but that's a great idea."

Spencer stood up, ready to head over to the café.

"Don't you wanna come?", he asked, narrowing his eyes when he saw that no one else stood up.

Susan smiled over at me, squeezing my shoulder before saying: "you'll also manage to get over it, you have us. We'll help you."

"Thanks", I mumbled, putting my hands in my pockets feeling a small piece of paper in it.
I narrowed my eyes, playing with it.

I can't remember putting one in my pockets before...

"You guys can already go, I'll come after you"; I simply said, causing them to nod before walking away.

I pulled the piece of paper out of my pockets, grinning at it.

Brendon gave me this right before we went away.

It was a photo of us. It was the one from the photo booth we took after we stole the blue sweater.

We were smiling directly into the camera and honestly this was one of my favourite photos we took.

Tears were slolwy starting to fill my eyes. But it weren't tears of sadness. Well, maybe a bit of sadness, but the tears were mostly made out of happiness. I was happy about the time we spend together and that I finally found out how it really is to love someone.

This adventure taught me more than i probably think right now.

People will come and go in our lives. Changes will happen. A lot of changes.
Changes we might not be happy about.
Changes we're grateful for.

We can't avoid the changes. They'll happen anyway.
How boring would it be without changes anyway?
Imagine doing everyday the same thing for the rest of your life.
Being the same person for the rest of your life.

And if you're now saying that you actually do the same thing everyday, that might be true, but you are currently changing.
Maybe you didn't notice it yet, because most changes come slolwy into our lifes so we don't really notice them.

That also applies to the people around us and our environment.

They'll also change.

And the people you meet while you change will have a huge influence on your life.

That's why my mum always told me show me your friends, and I tell you who you are.

Some will show you where you want to go, lead you your way for a little bit.
Some will show you how you don't wanna be.
Some will hurt you.
Some will cause pain.
Some will make you angry.

But only because of them you turn into the person you'll be in the future.

You'll also meet people you'll like.
People who like you.
Some will love you.
And some you'll love.

Maybe they'll break you heart, maybe they'll stay forever.

And I loved Brendon and he loved me.
He was the one who made me a better person and I know for sure he thinks the same way.

But he's gone now, I left.

I think we maybe just weren't meant to be together.

Or maybe we were.

But either way we'll meet again, that's what I know for sure.

Even if we have to make our way across the universe    ...   ☆

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OH GOD IT'S FUCKING OVER!

sorry, this took over one month for me to publish it, but I really needed some time for myself and stuff and i really feel better now.

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