This is the last chapter.

-x-x-

"Blair, it's the last day he's going to be here," Shelley said as the two girls, and Justin, peered out the windows.

"You should talk to the poor guy," Justin said.

"I don't want to. He can sit there all day if he wants. Neither of us are going to wait on him. Got it?" Blair said sternly.

Shelley and Justin looked at each other and nodded. "Whatever you say."

-x-

"Blair he's still there. It's ten minutes to closing and it's pouring. Go talk to the guy," Shelley said as she dumped dirty plates into the washer.

"No."

"Why?" Justin asked

"Because there's no point. He's leaving. I'll never see him again. He'll get someone else. I will too. End of story. I don't care," Blair said, eating another pickle.

Justin and Shelley looked at each other before grabbing Blair by the wrist, dragging her out of the kitchen. Putting up a fight, Blair demanded to be let go of. They dragged her to the booth Ian had been sitting at all day. Her two friends shoved her down into the seat and looked at Ian with a nod.

"Talk."

Blair shot her friends a death glare as they walked away. Ian sat quietly, waiting for her to talk.

"Are you stalking me now?" she asked, standing up.

"No. I want to give you something." Ian stood up and put the CD in her hand.

The paper cover felt cold in her hand. She didn't want to listen to it. Not now, not ever. She was going to throw it away when she got home. ..who was she kidding? She wanted to cling to him right then and there and beg him not to leave, but instead she took the CD and turned around, walking toward the exit. Ian followed closely behind.

Blair pushed the door open and stepped out into the pouring ran with only a tshirt on her upper half. Her hair was beginning to flatten against her head and the downpour. Ian walked out a second later.

"Blair, wait!" he said, grabbing her wrist.

Blair ripped her wrist back, turning around, and said, "No. I'm not going to wait. You're leaving, I'm staying. It's not going to work. End of story. Now can you please leave me alone so I can go back to my normal life and maybe, with some luck, I'll be able to forget you?"

She felt the tears spilling out of her eyes as she spoke these words to Ian. His expression made her cry even more. He grabbed her wrist again and pulled her to him.

"Blair, it's not over. We're going to see each other again at some point, even if it is in ten, fifteen, twenty years. It might even be sooner, Blair."

"We've had this conversation before Ian. It's not going to work. Get over it, move on."

Blair moved away from him and turned, walking away. The CD was still in her hand as she moved. She heard Ian call after her, saying that he wasn't leaving until one that morning. Blair ignored him and kept walking.

-x-

When Blair reached her house, she walked in and immediately slammed the CD down into the player, hitting the play button so hard she thought she would break it. It was already ten thirty and she wanted to die. Only two and a half more hours until the nightmare was over, but when the words began pouring out of the speakers she didn't want it to.

She crawled forward, toward the stereo and listened to the words pouring out of the speakers.

"My tears run down like razorblades

And no, I'm not the one to blame

It's you, or is it me?

And all the words we never say

Come out and now we're all ashamed

And there's no sense in playing games

When you've done all you can do

But now it's over, it's over, why is it over?

We had the chance to make it

Now it's over, it's over, it can't be over

I wish that I could take it back

But it's over

I lose myself in all these fights

I lose my sense of wrong and right

I cry, I cry

It's shaking from the pain that's in my head

I just wanna crawl into my bed

And throw away the life I led

But I won't let it die, but I won't let it die

But now it's over, it's over, why is it over?

We had the chance to make it

Now it's over, it's over, it can't be over

I wish that I could take it back

I'm falling apart, I'm falling apart

Don't say this won't last forever

You're breaking my heart, you're breaking my heart

Don't tell me that we will never be together

We could be, over and over

We could be, forever

I'm falling apart, I'm falling apart

Don't say this won't last forever

You're breaking my heart, you're breaking my heart

Don't tell me that we will never be together

We could be, over and over

We could be, forever

It's not over, it's not over, it's never over

Unless you let it take you

It's not over, it's not over, it's not over

Unless you let it break you

It's not over"

Before the song was even over, Blair was out of her room and down the hall. She had to see him one more time. Apologize for everything she said. Tell him the truth. Tell him she loved him. Anything to make him stop. Maybe he would leave. He had to, but at least he would have a reason to come back.

She caught a glimpse of the digital clock on the billboard near the bank. It showed that it was already twelve. She pushed herself to run fast. Even with the wind and water against, Blair needed to get there.

-x-

"Ian, we have to go," Garrett said, walking toward the black car sitting in front of the hotel.

Ian looked back at the road behind him. There was no sign of Blair. Maybe she wasn't coming. But, she had to be. He looked back at Garrett who was motioning for him to get out of the rain and into the car. With one last glance he walked toward the car.

-x-

That was when Blair saw it, the taillights of a car and two figures getting into it. That was him. That was Ian. She tried to run faster, but her legs were screaming in protest, demanding that they stop, telling her they couldn't make her go any faster. She had to stop. The car was already moving, there was no hope. Dropping to her knees, Blair let the rain drown out anything she said.

-x-

Ian stepped into the car. He didn't see her, the rain too thick. There was no way she was coming. He closed the door and the van moved forward. Then, out of the corner of his eye he saw it, a shadow moving closer to then. It had to be her.

"Stop! Stop!" he shouted at the driver.

The car stopped suddenly and Ian launched himself out of it, shouting Blair's name.

-x-

Blair watched as the lights stopped disappearing and a door opened. She stood up and watched as Ian began running toward her. Her breath caught for a moment and she felt like she was going to pass out. Blair watched as Ian's shadow got closer and closer. Before she could stop herself, Blair was propelling herself forward, feet slapping against pavement and water.

She saw the gap getting smaller and smaller between them. Within moments the two bodies were pressed against each other, arms wrapped around the other. Blair pressed her face to Ian's neck and didn't move. She felt like an idiot. This wouldn't be over. Not for a long time.

-x-x-

Shitty ending, shitty last chapter. Oh well.

I was stuck with it and I wanted to get it done so I could finish my other story with is currently hanging in space.

Sorry. If you'd like to know what was going to happen in my mind you can message me. I'll gladly tell you the short version instead of typing it out.

Song:
It's Not Over by Secondhand Serenade