Right Here, Right Now

"Then I would take that star and make my wish come true."
My name is Olivia Carsons, and the past week has been pretty crazy for me. I met my favorite boy band, One Direction, I started dating Niall, and, well, too much happened. Even the worst thing, us finding out that my foster mother has cancer, has happened. But there is one thing that I fear. Niall and Louis, my childhood friend, still don't know that I promised to go with them to the Canfield Fair. If this can get any worse, what will happen if they find out? Does Louis have feelings for me? Do I have feelings for both of them? It all depends on what happens at the fair. (Second installment of The Start of Something New trilogy)


31. Epilogue: Pomp and Questions

Here it is: The thrilling conclusion!

<Olivia POV>

I wait in line. In front of me being a good classmate, Shannon Becks. Behind me, another good classmate Kris Duncan. We stood there, all 230 of us. We are a big class. 230 red caps and gowns. 460 pairs of feet walking up the stage in the gymnasium. Out of all of those students, one of them is me. Olivia Riley Clifton.

Today's date: June 7, 2013. I was graduating Canfield High School.

It seemed like yesterday was only nine months ago, when I made the craziest and stupidest decision of my life. That two weeks where I dated two guys, one in public and the other in secret. Oh, how I was young then. Now I've grown up.

The first months of school, I was given a lot of grief and hate after my breakup with Niall went public. My twitter got a lot of hate saying that I broke his little heart into millions of pieces. Then I saw that the paps snapped a picture of me kissing Louis at the fair and it spread all around the social media. Every night, I would go home and cry myself to sleep because I knew that every choice that I make had consequences. And what I did to those boys came with the consequence of getting hate and such.

After those few months, everything started to die down, and everything went back to normal. It made my life easier because I could then focus on getting excepted to my dream colleges. Either Kent State or Miami University of Ohio. Then in January, I got the biggest acceptance letter I will ever get in my life. I got excepted to London South Bank University, and I will be going there in September.

Alexa went back to Kent to continue to get her degree in musical industry. Austin has had this football scholarship for OSU (Ohio State University) for a while and he went there to start his freshman year. I got to go to a few OSU games, even the one against the Michigan Wolverines. Emma's going all the way to University of California in Berkley to study hotel management. Becca has gotten accepted to Julliard for her performance in the school production of Les Miz (Apparently, she's been in drama for a while and has done it since Middle School). Gabby and Luna are going to OU together to get a degree in the medical field. I'm going to London South Bank Uni, and this is probably never expected of you, on a soccer scholarship.

I haven't been focusing on track and field a lot over the summer. It was mostly soccer and singing and I don't know why. So I tried out for high school soccer and made the team. I was the captain of the varsity team and I got the number 17, my old middle school number.

I visited the boys a few times. I ran into Niall was in Canfield for a while. We hung out at Handels for a while, and it was sort of awkward at first. Me, Alexa, Austin, and Jake went to England once to see them at that charity soccer event Louis organized. The two of them made up after that break out they had at the fair, and it makes me happy to see them happy again.

And actually, I've been dating one of them for the past six months.

We haven't announced it yet, but we planned to after graduation. That is, if he makes it.

"Olivia Clifton!" Mr. Provenzale, my principal, announces. I step onto the stage, and walk towards the podium as he hands me my high school diploma.

As I walk back to take my seat, I realize the rest of the class has already taken their seats, and I was the only one standing. Mr. Provenzale grabs me by the shoulders and pulls me back towards the podium.

"Hold on, Ms. Clifton. Someone here has some words for you." He leaves me alone. Just me on the stage. Sweat slides down my temples as the dim light is shown on only me. Everything was silent. Then there's this erosion of applaudes and whistles.

I'm confused.

"Liv." I hear a familiar voice say behind my back. My eyes widen as I turn around and see the one person I expected to see today. Just not all dressed up in a tuxedo.

"Niall!" I yell taking off and throwing myself into his arms. It was Niall who I was dating these past six months.

He strokes my brown curly hair as I cling onto his blonde hair. I look ahead to see Liam, Danielle, Harry, Zayn, Perrie, Louis, and to my surprise, Eleanor. Lou and El finally got back together three months ago. And I'm happy for them. They all came here, all to support me.

I let go of Niall and he digs through his coat. "You forgot this at the house nine months ago." He pulls out a piece of blue fabric and hands it to me. I recognize it. It was my Middle School Soccer uniform. I unwravel it and see "Yenming Middle School" printed on the front and on the back was "Carsons" and the number 17.

I hear a thump on the floor, but didn't bother to look down. When I finally look away from admiring my jersey, Niall had this nervous face on, and his fist clutched around something small. "I've been thinking of how I was going to do this since we got back together, and I've made the decision to do it in front of everyone. I don't care what they think, but I'm doing it. Right here, right now."

There was a mumble of confusion in the crowd, and then gasps because just like that, Niall Horan was in front of me, kneeling down on one knee and opening the box to reveal a beautiful diamond ring.

Oh my god. He is not doing this. I know he is. Tears start to stream down my face.

"I know we're still young, but Olivia Carsons, will you marry me?"

I couldn't control my crying. It seemed like yesterday I fell over that wheel controling a huge present that he was maneuvering, and we were only strangers. Now we're here and he's proposing to me and my own high school graduation. Alexa had a senior friend once who got engaged at her high school graduation, and now they're happily married.

I look to the crowd, and back at him. A smile grows on my face, but I'm now sobbing with joy. "Niall, you are so crazy. YES! A THOUSAND TIMES YES!" I cheer. The crowd roars with applaudes as Niall gets up and slips the ring onto my finger. I hug him for a really long time. I finally let go and hug the others. Louis the longest.

"He deserves you better than me." He whispers into my ear.

"I know." I reply.

I run off the stage and take my seat. Mr. Provenzale steps up to the podium and signals us to stand up. We move our tassels from right to left, and then we throw our caps up in celebration.

We are Canfield High Class of 2013.

I grab my cap and run to Niall. He puts my cap on for me and pulls me in for a long, lingering, passionate kiss. I'll never forget the day nine months ago where I ran into an 18 year old Irish boy on the streets all covered with a bloody knee.

And no matter who we even marry in our lives, we will still be the best of friends.


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