Forever Young

Disclaimer: I don't own *Nsync, but I wish I could meet them! I'm just one of their obsessed fans who day dreams way too often! Author's Note: The night I started to write this, I had just seen the movie, Here on Earth. The beginning may seem like the movie, but I swear it isn't that sad by the end! Everything always takes a turn for the better! I must thank Alleria for putting up with me and my nonstop talking about *Nsync. Yet, she does have a tendency to stare at the Justin poster above my bed whenever she comes over. She's just crazy. Andi, I promise that I'll get around to finishing Love in Odd Places sometime. And to my partner in crime in Honors Calculus class, Jasmine -- I WILL NEVER BE A B/A FREAK! And as a warning, I am a hopeless romantic. Forever Young 1995: "Come on let me have a little fun!" "Allie, you know that you're not supposed to play volleyball for a few more weeks." "Oh come on, Lance. I feel fine plus Dr. Nelson said that it's fine to play a little, just as long as I don't jump. He only said that so I could be ready to play once school starts." Lance Bass looked over at his best friend. He hadn't seen Allie Richards this happy in months. She had been confined to a wheelchair for the past few weeks due to knee surgery. She had to get a cancerous tumor removed from her knee. And the good thing was that it had been found early enough that the cancer hadn't spread. Now she was able to walk on her own, but she still had to wear a knee brace. "Okay, we'll play. I just don't want to push you around for another two months in a wheelchair." That was when he got hit in the head with the volleyball. He turned to look at Allie. The petite girl with brown hair and sea green eyes was sticking her tongue out at him. He simply laughed. 2000: Lance and Allie may have gone off to do totally different things in their lives, but that didn't change their friendship one iota. He had gone off to become an international superstar because he was one-fifth of the hottest boy bands on the charts. Allie had gone off to college at FSU just like she always wanted. To make it even better she went on a full ride scholarship because of volleyball. One afternoon, she and a few of her friends were playing volleyball, when Allie sprained her knee. That was when something else happened. "All we're going to do is go in with this little scope and take a little look around. It's just a precaution due to the surgery you had a few years ago," Dr. Reilly said. "So there probably isn't anything wrong, right?" "Right. Since you haven't had knee problems until now, we're just making sure that the cancer hasn't returned. We'll look at your knee on Tuesday, before the break. So just take it easy until then." Allie left the medical center, still not convinced. She didn't want to call her parents in Europe. They were there on business. So, she decided to call the next best person. The guys sat sitting around, trying to think of something to do. Nothing came to mind. "Why don't we go clubbin'," Joey suggested. "Naw, we did that last night," Justin said. "The longer we sit here, the more tired I get. So, I'm going to bed. I'll see ya'll in the morning," JC said yawning as he stood up. The other said goodnight as he left the room. That was when a cell phone's ringing broke the silence. "Lance, its yours," Chris said, tossing the cell phone to Lance. He looked at the number and knew it was Allie. "Hey Allie, what's up?" There was dead silence. "Allie, what's wrong?" Lance could hear sniffles in the background. He began to worry. He stood up and left the room. The others were trying to piece it together. They did know that one of Lance's close friends was named Allie. "Allie, please tell me what's wrong," "I sprained my knee today," "That really isn't anything to cry about, Allie." "Yeah it is. Dr. Reilly told me that he is going to use this little scope to look inside my knee." "Why?" "He wants to make sure that the cancer hasn't returned." "That's not bad. What's there to be scared of?" "Lance I have a third degree sprain! I scared that another tumor is there and this time the cancer spread!" "Come on, Allie. This is the first time in 5 years that you've hurt you knee this bad. Why would it return now?" She didn't answer. He could tell that she was upset. "Allie, would you like me to be there when they look at your knee?" "Please," "Sure. When is it?" "Tuesday at 9 am at the University Medical Center." "I'll be there. So don't worry." "Thanks Lance. You're the best." Allie said as she hung up the phone. Lance could tell that she was now feeling better. "Okay Allie, there isn't any sign of cancer anywhere. Just take it easy on your knee for the rest of today, then tomorrow you can put on your smaller brace." Allie took a deep sigh of relief. Lance gently rubbed her shoulders. He knew that she would be okay. "Now is your medicine still working?" "Yes it is Dr. Reilly." "Just call when you need a refill. And take those pain killers I gave until tomorrow," he said leaving the room. Lance helped Allie off the examination table. "What kind of medicine are you taking?" "Medicine to keep the cancer in remission. It's just a precaution." Allie said as she slowly made her way through the door on crutches. Lance followed her. "So now that you have a clean bill of health, what do you want to do?" he asked. "I still haven't met your friends in Orlando." "But you have school," "No I don't. We have the rest of the week off until next Tuesday. And mom and dad aren't coming home this weekend, so I'm not going home." "That sounds fine," They walked back to her dorm so she could pack a bag for the next week. Her roommate, Donna, was there, reading a book. "Hey Donna, this is my friend Lance. Lance this is my roommate Donna." Allie said making introductions. They said hello to each other. "I'm going down to Orlando for the break, so if my parents call tell them I'm with Lance. They'll know how to reach me." Allie said as she put a few things in a bag. "I can do that. And don't forget your pills," she said tossing a bottle to Allie. "Thanks." Allie turned to look back at Lance. He was looking at a picture on her desk. "Hey wasn't this taken a few days before I left?" "Yep. That's one of the last pictures I have of us together. So are you ready to leave?" she asked. "Yes," he said taking the bag from her hands. She slowly made her way to the door. "Bye Donna! I'll see ya on Tuesday!" "So how does it feel to be loved by people around the world?" Lance looked over at Allie. He could tell by the tone of her voice that she was asking one of her stupid questions that she liked to ask. "It took sometime to get used to. And even now it's still a shock." "Its just because you're a home grown southern boy," she said in her deep southern drawl, that she only spoke with on occasion. "If I'm that, then you're are a Southern Belle." "Damn right! My daddy always says I am." He turned to look at her again. She smiled at him, then turned to look out the window. He could tell that she had calmed down considerably. He made up his mind that he would finally tell her how he felt about her. She was all that he wanted in a girl. He just hoped that she wouldn't over react. Yet he still had to decide when he was going to tell her. "I got an idea!" "What's that?" he asked. "Let me cook for you and your friends tonight." "If you want to, just as long as you aren't on your knee too much." "Don't worry, I won't be." "So what are you going to cook?" She thought about it for a second. "Manicotti, with a salad and garlic bread." "And could you make your to die for chocolate chip cookies?" "Sure. I'll do it because you drove all the way to Tallahassee to be with me for the tests done on my knee." "Why wouldn't I of? What else are friends for?" Once they got to Orlando, Lance called the others to see if they wanted to come over that night for dinner and to meet Allie. They all said that they would. "How long will it take you to cook?" Lance asked. Allie looked at her watch. It was 3 pm. And they were almost done grocery shopping. "Atleast an hour for the manicotti and the cookies would take about an hour also." "Okay, cause I told the guys to be over about 6 pm." "That sounds fine." Lance watched Allie as she got the manicotti ready to go in the oven. "So what's the low down?" Lance asked. "Low down on what?" "Everything. What you've been up to, stuff you've done, things like that." "Well I've mainly been focusing on my classes. And that's really it, besides volleyball." "Yeah, that I kinda figured, Miss ACC player of the year. So are you dating anybody?" he asked, hoping that she wasn't. "Not since Ryan in high school. I really haven't found anyone I click with. Not to say that I haven't gone out as friends with a guy." "Poor Allie," "I really don't care. I kinda like it this way," she said as she put the manicotti in the refrigerator, to be cooked later. "Now that that's taken care of, let's start on the cookies." "These I can't wait to eat." "Well you've gotta wait about 45 more minutes," she said as she began to mix the various ingredients. When she had her back turned, Lance took some flower from the bowl. Once she turned around, he threw it at her and hit her in the face. "What was that for?" she asked wiping the flower from her face. "Because I felt like it," Allie picked some flower up and threw it at him. She hit him right between the eyes. "Is that how we're going to play?" he asked standing up, as he wiped the flower from his face. Allie tried to limp away from him. But she couldn't move fast enough. Lance grabbed her by the waist. "Gotcha ya!" he said picking her up so she couldn't get away. "No fair! I'm injured!" "Well then, you need to take a break. You've been standing on your knee for the last thirty minutes," he said as he sat her down on the couch. He sat down next to her. She propped her knee up across his legs. "Do you remember when you were in the wheelchair after your surgery?" "Oh yeah. You would push me around and pop wheelies with me in the chair." "And you loved every single minute of it." "I did. I did," she said laughing. Lance gently pushed a few loose strains of hair from her face. She smiled at him. "Allie, do you know what I just realized?" "What's that?"' "You're beautiful." She turned her head away from him as she blushed. Lance put his hand to her cheek and turned her face back towards him. "Allie, you mean the world to me. I love you so much," She looked into his eyes to see if he meant what he said. And she could tell that he was telling the truth. She put her finger up to his lips to stop him before he could say another word. "I get what you're hinting at. So just shut up and kiss me already," Lance smiled, pulled her close, and softly kissed her lips. He was amazed that she knew what he wanted. But she always had a tendency to figure these things out. Allie ran her fingers through Lance's hair after their kiss. "Why didn't you ever tell me how you felt?" she asked. "I couldn't find the right words." "So I take it we're dating?" "What do you think silly?" he asked, trying not to laugh. "I think those pain killers Dr. Reilly gave you are still working." "My mom always said that we would end up together." Lance smiled as she stood up. She softly kissed his forehead before she went back to baking cookies. He could tell that this would be a good thing. In his eyes, she was now much more than his best friend. So much more. About six, Allie went to make sure that she looked okay. Lance had reassured her that she did, but she wanted to make sure. While she was gone, the guys showed up. "So who is this girl we're meeting?" Chris asked, as the guys sat down in the living room. "My friend Allie. She decided to come down and visit me for the rest of the week while she's out of school." "Where does she go to school?" JC asked. "FSU. She's there on a volleyball scholarship." "Cool, so where is she?" Joey asked. "I'm not sure. Let me go find her," Lance said getting up. He walked back to the guestroom and softly knocked on the door. "Allie?" he asked opening the door. "Yes?" She was sitting on the bed, trying to open a bottle of some sort. "Are you okay?" he asked sitting down next to her. "I can't get this bottle open. I need to take my pills. Can you open it?" she asked handing it to him. He opened it on the first try. "Thanks," she said taking the bottle from him. She swallowed a pill that she took from the bottle. She stood up, ready to meet Lance's friends. He stood up, brought her close, and softly kissed her lips. "I take it that you're going to walk without your crutches since you put on your other knee brace," "Yep." Lance took ahold of her hand and led her into the living room. "Everyone this is Allie; Allie this is Justin, Joey, JC, and Chris." Lance said making introductions. All the guys said hello and Allie smiled. "If ya'll will excuse me, I have to go and finish dinner," she said walking/limping away. "Lance, why is she limping?" Justin asked. "She sprained her knee a few days ago," Lance said sitting down on the couch. A few minutes later, Allie walked back in the room, sat down on Lance's lap, and leaned against him. "So you play volleyball?" JC asked. "Yes. Oh have I told you where I get to play volleyball in September?" she asked turning to Lance. "Where?" "Sydney," "Why?" "You know the year 2000. Sydney, Australia. A thing called the Olympics," she said standing back up. The timer in the kitchen was going off. Lance sat in shock for a second after she left. "Lance actually knows someone who is good at sports!" Justin said. Everyone laughed except Lance. Allie walked back in the room and said that dinner was ready. "So tell us about you Allie," JC said, as they ate dinner. "Where to start? Eat, sleep, school, and volleyball. That's just about it." "Aren't you Allie 'the cat' Richards, the ACC player of year?" Justin said finally making a connection. "Oh God. That nickname," she said sighing, "Yes, that's me. I really hate that nickname," Allie gave Lance an evil look from the corner of her eye. "What? What did I do?" "You gave me that nickname in the 6th grade!" she said pointing her finger at him. Everyone laughed. "How'd you end up with that nickname?" Chris asked. "Lance tell the story," "In the 6th grade, she was the scrawniest player on her youth basketball team. She would constantly fight for the ball. So, I gave her the nickname 'cat', cause you know that alley cats get in fights. And it struck with her. If you watch her play, its quiet evident." "What's that supposed to mean?" she asked getting defensive. "Oh Lance is about to get charged!" Chris said, jokingly. Everyone laughed. "Don’t take it personally, Allie. It's just that way you play. You just can't play your position as setter. You're all over the court." "And when was the last time you saw me play?" He thought about it for a minute or two. "It's been a while," They all laughed again. Allie excused herself from the table a few minutes later so she could start to clean the kitchen. "Since you cooked dinner, we'll clean up," JC said, as he and the guys followed her into the kitchen. Lance led her over to a chair and made her sit down. Within 10 minutes, the kitchen was spotless. "Allie, dinner was superb," Joey said kissing her cheek. Everyone agreed. "I'm sorry to leave so early, but I'm exhausted," JC said. "You're always tired, JC." Joey said. "I know I am." "We all better get going," Chris said. "Allie you're lucky to catch us on a down week." After the guys left, it was about 9 pm. "So did you like them?" Lance asked, sitting down on the couch. "They're pretty funny. And I liked them all. So what do you have to do tomorrow?" she asked as she curled up next to him. "Like Chris said, we have an off week. So, no practice or anything like that. We can do anything we like." "We'll figure that out in the morning," she said yawning. She closed her eyes and snuggled deeper into Lance's arms. "Allie, you know with us dating, it's going to make your life a nightmare." "I kinda figured that out. And guess what? I don't care. But I have a question for you." "What's that?" "What made you figure out that you wanted to date me?" " I really don't know. I've wanted to ask you out since the first time I met you." "In the fourth grade!" "Long time hun? But we became such good friends, I couldn't bring myself to ask you out. I thought that it was just a case of puppy love, yet my feelings grew." "Why now?" "Hearing you upset the other night and seeing how relieved you were today, made me realize that I had to tell you what I felt." She turned her head and kissed his lips. She snuggled into his arms again. He just held her for a while longer. "You know if you would have asked me out in high school, I would have said yes," Allie said a few minutes later. "But you were always with one of the popular guys," "And you weren't popular? Lance, you're dreaming." "Not like them. Sure I played sports, but I wasn't the captain of the football team, like Ryan," "Give me a break," Allie said, standing up. "I'm wiped out, so I'm going to bed." She kissed his cheek and headed off towards the guestroom. The next morning Lance was up at about 8:15. When he found that Allie wasn't awake yet, he decided to cook her breakfast. He tried to think of her favorite breakfast meal. It was pancakes, from what he could remember. He found a recipe and began to cook. About an hour later, a pair of slender arms wrapped around him from behind. Allie laded her head on his back. "What time is it?" she asked still half asleep. "About 9:15. A little after." "How long have you been up?" "A little over an hour." "You get up too early," she said as she went to sit at the table. Lance brought over a plate of pancakes and set them on the table. He then brought over plates and silverware for both of them. "What's this?" she asked, a little more awake. "Since you cooked last night, I made you breakfast this morning. Now what would you like to drink?" "Milk please." Lance got the drinks and came back over to the table. He sat across from her and watched her take a few bites before he started. "So what do you want to do today?" he asked. "I really don't care. Even if we hung around here all day, I'll be perfectly happy." Allie's cell phone began to ring. She got up, grabbed her cell phone from her purse, and answered it." "Allie! It's Melissa," "Hey, where are you?" "Roger, Micheal, Liz, and myself are in Orlando for the break. I called to see if you were at the dorms and wanted to come down with us, but Donna told me that you were already down here." "What are y'all doing today?" Allie asked, as she sat down on Lance's lap. He wrapped his arms around her waist, while she put her arm around his neck. "We're probably going to Disney World. Liz has never been there." "That sounds fun," "We called to see if you wanted to come," "Hang on a sec," she said putting down the phone. She turned to Lance. "My friends called to see if we wanted to go to Disney World with them," "They already know about me?" "No. But you can come with me. Please. I can live with all your fans bugging you." Lance laughed. "Are you sure you're willing to put up with it?" "Yep, I'll just ditch ya if it gets too bad." "Gee thanks. I don't care if we go." "Thank you," she said kissing his cheek. "Hey Mel, were do you want to meet?" "We're planning on going to most of the parks, so buy a park hopper pass. Meet us at 11 right inside Epcot." "Got it babe! See ya then!" Allie said as she hung up the phone. "So what are the plans?" Lance asked. "We're meeting them at 11 inside Epcot. They're going to go to Epcot, Disneyworld, and MGM Studios. We don't have to go to all of them if you don't want to." "I don't care. But it's almost 10, so we better get ready." Within 15 minutes, Allie was ready to go. Lance was amazed that a girl could get ready that fast. "So is it going to be James or Lance today?" Allie asked as they were driving towards the park. "Is this another one of your stupid questions?" "No! I never ask stupid questions!" "You do too! You asked two of them yesterday." "I'm not talking to you anymore!" Allie said turning away from him. "Come on Allie! I was just joking!" She didn't answer him. She wouldn't talk to him until they were out of the car at Epcot. "Okay Allie Nicole Richards, what's wrong?" he asked as he stopped her in the parking lot. "I'm kidding. I'm not mad at you," she said as she hugged him. The lines for tickets wasn't that long, given that it was in the middle a week. As soon as they were inside the park, someone was yelling for Allie. It was Melissa. "What took you so long?" Mel asked as the two girls hugged. "Traffic. We left 15 minutes after I got off the phone with you," "Who is we?" Micheal asked. "Oh this is Lance," she said pulling Lance in front of her from behind. "Lance this is Micheal, Roger, Mel, and Liz. Micheal and Roger both play football, while Mel and Liz play volleyball with me." "Except Allie can wipe the floor against us. That's why she's the captain for Team USA." Liz said. "Please don't mention volleyball, the Olympics, school, or the USOC today. I'm sick and tried of it all!" "Come let's see what's here. Then we'll head over to Disneyworld." Roger said. The group walked around Epcot for a while before deciding to go over to Disneyworld. As they rode the tram in-between the two parks, Mel and Liz pulled Allie off to the side. "Where did you find him? He's a hunk!" Liz said. "Yeah. I thought you said that you weren't going to date anyone until after college. And don't tell us that you two are just friends! You two certainly aren't acting like 'just good friends'. " Allie tried not to laugh but couldn't help herself. "You two ask too many questions!" "Well why don't you answer our questions then," "Okay, Lance and I are dating." "Where did you meet him?" Liz asked interrupting. "I was getting there. He's my best friend from Mississippi." "Aww the best friends turned to boyfriend/girlfriend scenario. How sweet," Mel said. "I agree," "Will you two just leave me alone about it," she said, going back over to where Lance was sitting. She sat down, took ahold of his hand, and leaned against his shoulder. "You know, Allie, you're breaking hundreds of guys hearts at FSU." Roger said. "So what," she said. Then she whispered something into Lance's ear. "I wonder how many millions of hearts you're breaking?" "Too many," The rest of the day the group spent it mainly at Disneyworld and MGM. Only once did a few girls come up to Lance. But he was standing off on his own. Allie did see it out of the corner of her eye. About seven, Allie and Lance left. As they were driving home, Chris called. Lance let Allie answer it. "Hey Chris, I thought it was an off week?" "Let me guess. Allie right?" "Who else could it be?" "You never know with Lance. He's quiet the gentleman, who girls love." Allie laughed. "Now if that ever happens with me around, I may do something to him," "Now are you his girlfriend or something?" "Yeah." "Well then, what are you two doing tonight?" "We're not sure. But Lance will call you later if we decided to do something." "That's fine." Allie hung up the phone. "What did Chris want?" Lance asked. "To see what we were doing tonight." "I'm not up for doing much." "That sounds fine to me." "Hey what did Lance say?" Justin asked. "I talked to Allie. She said that they would call us later if they decided to do anything tonight." "I hope that they decided to do something, because I want to get to know Allie more. She is so hot!" Joey said. "Sorry Joe. She's taken. That I just found out." Chris said. "Lance has struck again, by sweeping the girl off her feet first." All the guys laughed. Allie walked out of her room wearing a pair of flannel pants and a tank top. She found Lance lying on the couch with his eyes closed. "Baby, are you okay?" she asked as she ran her hand along his face. He opened his eyes and looked at her. "I just have a headache," he said. "When did you get glasses?" "A few months ago," she said as she said sitting on the floor. She sat so that she could see Lance. She stretched her knee out. "How's your knee today?" "It hurt a little earlier in the morning, but now its fine. So did you like my friends?" "They were nice. I take it that they are dating each other?" "Yep. Mel and Roger are dating, while Liz and Micheal are dating." "Why did Roger say that you were going and breaking 100's of guys hearts down at FSU?" "I have had so many guys ask me out in the past 3 years, it not even funny. I would go out on maybe 1 date and then never go out with them again." "Only better for me," he said leaning towards Allie and softly kissing her lips. "Come on sit up," Allie said after the kiss. Lance sat up while she slid behind him. He lay his head back down on her lap. She gently ran her hands along his neck and forehead trying to relieve his headache. She gently massaged his temples, shoulders, and neck. After a few minutes, Lance was asleep. She sat there for a few minutes. She had her left hand resting on his chest, while her right hand gently lay off to the side. She fell asleep soon after that. About an hour later, Lance slowly woke up. He looked up and saw that Allie was asleep. Her head was tilted off to the side. She looked like an angel to him. An angel that was now his -- his to love, cherish, and protect. He could already tell that their relationship would be different than his and Danielle's was. Here was someone who already knew how he ticked. Already they shared a love that was irreplaceable. Even if they did break up, which hopefully they wouldn't, they still would be best friends. He gently took ahold of her right hand and held it. As Allie slowly woke up, she squeezed his hand. She leaned over and kissed his forehead. "When did you become so good at giving massages? You put me right to sleep." "When my mom was pregnant with Caylia, she constantly had backaches. So that's when I mastered the art of massage." Lance sat up so he could look into Allie's eyes. He took ahold of her hands and kissed them. "You know that this relationship is going to be hard. We won't have that much time for each other. And I want to be there for you whenever you need me," "Lance, you already are. I know that we won't have time for each other, but as long as I can talk to you like once a week, I'll be happy. Besides, I'm going to be cris-crossing the globe so many times this summer, it's not even funny." Lance smiled. He pulled Allie into his arms, hugged her, and simply held her in his arms. After a few minutes, Allie stood up. "Where are you going?" "To get something to drink, so don't worry." Allie said walking into the kitchen. "Baby, do you want something to drink?" "Sure," Allie came back carrying two glasses of water. She handed Lance his glass and set hers down. And then she left the room again. She went to get her pills. "Hey do you want to watch a movie?" Lance asked, as she came back into the room. "Sure," Lance got up and put a movie in the VCR. "Is 'October Sky' okay?" "Yep," she said as she sat back down next to him. "Hey don't you remember when we learned about derivatives and all that jazz in Calculus?" Allie asked during the movie. "Unfortunately yes. Just think, we can figure all those equations out. And I still don't know why I tortured myself in that class," By the end of the movie, Allie was crying her eyes out. "Why are you crying?" "It's so sweet! They launched their largest rocket, the dad showed up, and they all went to college!" Allie managed to say in between the sniffles. "Aww, poor Allie," Lance said as he hugged her. She wiped her eyes while she leaned against his shoulder. He softly kissed the top of her head. "I love you, Lance." Allie said half asleep a few minutes later. "I love you too," Lance wondered in what context she had meant. But all that mattered was that she loved him. Sure they had been going out for only two days, but that didn't matter to him. He didn't mind saying it to her, because he did love her; he always had. "Baby will you do me a favor?" "What?" "Hold me all night." "Sure." A few minutes later, Allie was asleep in his arms. Lance carried her into his room. She mumbled something and snuggled deeper into his arms as he carried her. He softly set her down on the bed and pulled the covers around her. He kissed her lips, took off her glasses, and placed them on the bedside table. He stood there a few more minutes, watching her sleep before climbing into bed with her. Lance wasn't sure how close to get to her, yet she did ask him to hold her. So that's what he did. Allie curled up against him, with out saying a word. The next morning, Allie was the first awake. She softly kissed his lips to wake Lance up. He inhaled and slowly opened his eyes. The first thing he saw was Allie smiling at him. "What?" he asked rubbing the sleep from his eyes, "why are you smiling?" "You're so cute when you wake up." Lance smiled. "If you don't mind me asking, why did you want me to hold you all night?" "You had been holding me for the majority of the night anyways. And I know this part is going to sound sappy, but I loved the feeling of being in your arms. It made everything else disappear." "What's wrong?" "The Olympics are less than 6 months away and we still don't have a full roster. The USOC is continually pressuring Coach Taylor to complete it. And some of that pressure falls on my shoulders." "Just think of how much fun you have when you're playing." "I know," "And the better thing is that it's the Olympics. Now that's awesome." "You were the one who helped me practice in the seventh grade." "And you helped me with my dancing before I went over to Europe with the guys." Allie laughed. "Atleast you aren't like my father who has two left feet." Lance smiled as he stroked her cheek. "I still don't know why I just didn't tell you how I felt back in high school." "Maybe God intended for it to be now." "Have you actually been paying attention in church?" "Of course! It's grandpa preaching! He always says that God intends fore certain things to happen when they do. Maybe that's why I injured my knee now." "Probably so. But we'll never know now will we?" "Nope, but what we do know is that you love me and I love you; yet we just never told each other how we felt until now." "Exactly!" Lance said as he leaned in for a kiss.

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