So before you guys start this final chapter, please check out this video of me thanking all of you for sticking around.
The quality sucks and my accent is crap but I wanted to sort of personally thank all of you.

https://youtu.be/sUCaNOGDXa8

Then now back to two girls that inspired me to write these fanfictions.
Enjoy
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Chloe's POV

I sigh, not out of frustration. I sigh because for the first time in months I can relax.
I put on my sunglasses and rest my neck in my arms as I stare at the flaming sun in the clear sky.
The sound of waves crashing into the sand and Will and Kya surfing in the distance, is music to my ears.

We are on a family vacation in the Bahamas, where we purchased a beach house a few years back. We intentionally bought the house closest to a cliff so that we could be blocked off from the rest of the world for a while. Even on the right side there is not a single soul on the beach. The next beach house is a few miles away so no one can bother us here.

Suddenly I feel a cold hand carassing my thigh. It's Max, of course.
She lays next to me and puts her hand on my face before slowly kissing me with her soft lips.
I take of the sunglasses and raise an eyebrow.

"What do you need?"
I ask, knowing she wanted something in return for that passionate kiss.
A sinister smile appears on her face.

"Could you do my back please."
She says holding the sunscreen in her hand.
I take the bottle from her and gesture her to lay on her back.
She rolls over and rests her head on her arms. I know Max, she's expecting me to massage her. Sometimes I feel like I should've started working in a spa, Max always tells me how soft my hands are and how gentle my touch is. But I never really liked the idea of touching other women besides my own wife. Only Max gets to enjoy these palms and fingers.

I squeeze some of the sunscreen on her back and I can feel her back tense when the cold lotion hits her skin.
While I position myself on top of Max I start rubbing the sunscreen across hed back, immediately feeling her muscles relax.

Loosing myself in the moment I kiss her neck, earning a soft moan.
"Kya and Will."
Max says softly.
I lean into her ear.
"Wanna build a fort made out of parasols so they can't see us."
She laughes but her laugh transcends into soft moans of pleasure as I kiss her ear and go back to massaging her tense muscles.

Max turns around to face me.
"We could go inside, lock the doors and throw away the keys."
She whispers wrapping her arms around my neck and pulling me closer.
We share another intimate kiss, my stomach does flips and I feel like a teenager again, kissing her for the first time. Our heavy breathing and short breaths fill the space between our faces as our lips keep finding each other.
When we take a moment to catch our breaths I quickly look at the ocean. The children are still hitting some waves and enjoying the insanely hot weather.
"If we go now they won't even notice we are gone."
I suggest, running my hand through her long brown hair and staring deeply into those beautiful eyes that I can never get enough of.
She nods quickly with a cute giggle. We rise up from the sand and run towards our beach house, hand in hand like a young couple experiencing true love for the first time again.

When I say I love Max, I mean that I don't need anything besides her next to me. I mean that I don't need riches or fame, all I want is her time and her love. When I tell her I love her I could never mention the million reasons why because there are too many.
I love everything about her, her flaws, her strenghts. I love her stupid puns and seductive voice. I love her power and her confidence. I love her insecurities and awkward behavior.
I love her smile and her soft touch.
I. Love. Her.

Max's POV

I'm laying in Chloe's arms. The safest place in the whole universe but I can't remember the last time I felt so at peace. I trace her tattoos with my finger, following every line carefully until my eyes fall onto the ring around my finger. A simple piece of jewelry that represents my ever lasting love for Chloe.

"Remember when we got maried."
I ask.

"Remember? How can I ever forget that day."
Chloe releases me, so she can look into my eyes, and places her hand on my jaw causing me to lean in and put my hand on hers, intertwining our fingers in the process.

"Your eyes full of tears of joy. My hands shaking like crazy. It will always be one of the most beautiful days in my life."
Chloe says, staring at me with so much love in her eyes that my heart skips a beat. "And then of course the days that our little problem makers were born."
She quickly adds.
I can't help but smile like a dork because of her words. Just seeing that smile brings me back to that moment. The vows, the "I do's", the kiss and the way she stared at me, as if I was the only thing she could see.

"I was so nervous that day. God, I think Kate had to force me to eat something. I couldn't wait to see you all dressed up and I definitely couldn't wait to read my vows, I spend days perfecting it. And after that kiss I fell in love with you all over again."
I ramble and Chloe listens, smiling like a dork, paying attention to every word I say.
I don't think we've ever been this close, since we nearly died, the both of us became scared of loosing one another. I couldn't help but wanting to be besides Chloe more often.
Nightmares, of loosing her, tortured me for weeks and every time I would wake up in Chloe's arms and her soft voice trying to calm me down.

It's always been a fear that almost became reality multiple times. Nearly loosing your life partner is a shock some never recover from and if Chloe would disappear tomorrow, I could never fall in love with someone else.

"But that's what I love about being married with you." Chloe whispers and kisses my forehead before continuing.
"I get to fall in love with you again every day."

"Even when I'm acting like a drama queen."

"Yes even when your not so sexy sides show, I still think to myself, damn I got so lucky."
Chloe says narrowing the space between us until our noses touch.
Our gazes lock and we drown into each others eyes.
"I'm the lucky one."
I whisper before kissing her once again, not wanting to let go.

It's in this moment that I realize that I am indeed the most lucky woman in this universe, and I would be damn crazy if I ever let this magnificent woman go.
I love Chloe Price, and she's the woman that made my life complete and my heart whole. Without her I'm only half a soul. I would be lost and scared but she helps me find a way.
She's that one star that lights up the whole sky when I'm at my darkest hours.
If I could go back in time I would do it all over again.
Every fight, all the tears, the laughs, the blood, the kisses, the insane discussions, the rivalries, the sacrifices, the hospital visits and even being shot, I would do it all again. I would relive every detail, if that would mean I would end up with her in this moment. I would endure all the pain again just to be in her arms.
Because, nothing could take away my love for this punk.
Nothing.

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