*tear*

So. Just so you know, in my NaNoWriMo, Alan dies. Yes, he dies. But, years later, when I'm getting married [to some guy named Nick, lol]:

The preacher’s words droned on and on, and I couldn’t concentrate on them—I could only concentrate on Nick’s lips. They were curled into a shy smile, and looked so tempting. I wanted to kiss him right now, before the vows were finished, but I knew I couldn’t.

How infuriating.

Somehow, I knew when to whisper, “I do.” And my eyes brimmed over with tears…tears of joy. I was so happy. I had never been happier in my life.

“You may now kiss the bride.”

I leaned forward, and my lips met Nick’s.

I had kissed him before, but this time was so much different.

I couldn’t breathe.

I couldn’t breathe.

After a long pause, he said, quietly, “You were supposed to kiss me.”

My eyes widened. “I thought you were going to kiss me.”

A smile flashed across his face, and our lips met.

It was incredible, to kiss Alan. I never felt more aware, more alive, more at peace. I felt…myself. Like I never had before. Like there was electricity passing between our lips.

I had never been happier. Never been filled with such blatant euphoria. There was

nothing in the world this could compare to.

The tears brimmed over.

I opened my eyes

and it wasn’t Nick there, no.

It was Alan.

He smiled, so softly, and whispered,

“Forever.”

Then he was gone.

In case you weren't sure, the italic part is Anna's first kiss with Alan. Aint it sad?