A/N: This is it. The end. The OFFICIAL end. That's it. It's over. No more Ben and Hailey. Oh god. I can't handle this…

So the first thing we had to do was tell everyone we were leaving. Ben and I sat my parents, Em and Simon down at the table that night. Sean and Brooke had come over for dinner, so they were there too. Ben and I sat at the very end together, and I felt like I was facing a firing squad. Ben, of course, was as calm as always. He was humming to himself and playing with my fingers while I sat there and sweated and thought about how best to use my body to shield Ben so my dad wouldn't try to kill him. But I finally got up enough guts and Ben and I told them straight out that we were moving. That Ben had to leave with the band and that he'd asked me to go with him – and that I'd said yes.

My parent's first reaction was to laugh. Dad snorted and got himself another sausage. Then when we didn't say anything else and they realised we were serious, mum had to excuse herself to go and get another glass of wine. Dad just sat there looking kind of shocked. I thought the answer would be no for sure. I mean, they didn't even know that Ben and I were sleeping together, so I could understand why they wouldn't want me moving to another state with him. But my saviour, surprisingly enough, came in the form of Sean.

You could have knocked me over with a feather, but he stood up for us. He talked about the way he'd seen us grow up over the past year, and how he now knew that Ben would never do anything to intentionally hurt me, and how this move would be good for the both of us. He said it had to happen sometime, and he knew that we'd make a good go of things in Melbourne. Then Ben got into this big speech about how much he loved me, and how he always wanted to take care of me. Dad was worried about how much time Ben would spend away from me, with the band and whatnot. He didn't want me left in a strange city by myself. Ben just cleared his throat and looked at the table. "Mr Atkinson, I know I have the band, and I know that that will take up quite a bit of my time. When my parents first got together, my dad spent a lot of time away from her, building up his business. But my mum, always, always came first. She came before everything." Ben looked at me. "And now I understand," he said quietly. "How he must have felt about her."

My face crumpled at that. Simon choked out a laugh and handed me the end of the tablecloth to wipe my eyes on. But Ben's speech worked. Mum and dad sat quietly for a moment, then Dad looked up. "Could I stop you?"

I shook my head. He sighed. "Then you have my blessings." He said with a wry smile.

I literally jumped out of my seat and hit my knee on the table as I went around to hug them. "ow." I moaned, sitting back down on Ben's lap, holding my knee. He laughed.

"Are you ok baby?"

"No."

"Here look. I'll rub it better." I watched as he rubbed my knee. "Feel better?"

"Amazingly enough, yes."

"Good." he kissed my cheek softly then pulled me against him and cradled me. Across the table mum was blowing her nose on a napkin. "Look Dave! They're just like us when we were that age." She cried. "Look how sweet they are."

Dad just looked kind of disgruntled. I wasn't sure how I felt about the fact that in 20 years time, Ben and I could be just like my parents. Ben just laughed and rested his cheek against he top of my head.

Mum and dad let him stay the night, (on the couch, of course.) We'd arranged to meet his mum and Liam at a nearby café for breakfast. Ben slept in and was running late, typically. I was already dressed and ready before I went down to wake him up. He was sprawled out on the fold out sofa, face down and snoring softly. I went around and sat on the other side of the bed. "Wake up." I whispered in his ear, running a hand up and down his bare back. He groaned and buried his face in the pillow. Narrowing my eyes I leant down and stuck my tongue in his ear. He gave a yelp. "We're going to be late." I said laughing, sitting up straight again. "You know, I actually found that really kinky." He said. "Why am I not surprised?" I asked. "Come on. Get up."

"I am. That's the problem." he muttered.

"Huh?"

Ben rolled over and I saw exactly what his problem was. "Oh." I said with a laugh, handing him a pillow. He glared at me. "It's your fault." He accused. "Running your hands all of me like that, you harlot."

"A harlot am I know?"

"Yes." Ben said with a growl, moving suddenly and sending me flying backwards. "You're one of them scarlet women, sent here to make an innocent man like me forget himself." He growled in a dodgy English accent. "Well little lady." He said, his hands sneaking up my top. "What are you going to do now?"

"Remind you that my dad could walk in here any moment now?"

"You could do that, but then I could tell you that he went out to get the paper and won't be back for another fifteen minutes."

"dammit." I exclaimed. "Umm…"

"Yes?" he growled into my ear, his hands reaching around to undo my bra. "What are you going to do?"

"Tell you that your advances are unwelcome and to please stop, good sir?"

"Nope."

"Then…distract you?" I suggested, letting my lips find the hot spot on his neck while one of my hands drifted down below his waist. He suddenly let out a loud moan and went limp. I waited until his eyes had close and his breathing had become uneven before I gave an almighty shove and pushed him off me. Before he could figure out what I'd done I was off the bed and hiding behind the couch. "Benjamin. Your mother is waiting for us. On the off chance that she doesn't know what a sex fiend her youngest son is, let's not make her aware of that fact today." I told him.

Ben had gotten off the bed and was advancing slowly towards me, a mischievous glint in his eye. "When we move you can have all day to play kinky chasey games if you want. Just let me know when so I can be out." I said. I took a chance and took off towards the laundry, trying to get near a sink so I could throw cold water over him. He caught me before I could get there, unfortunately. "You're like a dog in heat." I exclaimed as he had a quick grope. He started panting in my ear. "Gross." I complained, shoving him off me. "Hailey." He whined pitifully.

"We had sex two days ago!"

"That was two days ago! I need it every day. At least three times."

"Not going to happen."

He grabbed me around the waist and pulled me against him so I could feel how turned on he was. "Feel that?" he asked.

"Feel what?" my mother asked in interest, appearing suddenly with the washing basket.

"My heart beating faster." Ben said smoothly. I banged my head against his chest. "Like it does every time Hailey's with me."

I tried not to laugh. I really did. My mum fixed Ben with a look. "That's the same line Hailey's father used on my mother whenever he got a little bit excited in the mornings."

The look on Ben's face was so worth being chased down.

The meeting with Ben's mum went really well, even if we were half an hour late. Liam gave Ben this look, and he totally knew what he'd been up to. Mrs Leigh was really supportive, like we'd known that she would be. She'd even promised to tell Gigia that we would only be around for dinner once a week, max. Ben had laughed at that, but stopped when he'd realised his mother was serious. It was always my parents that we were most concerned with convincing, and now that both families were on board, we had nothing to worry about. Ben took my hand and skipped back to the car when we were done. "You're happy." I remarked.

"I'm in love." He replied, grabbing me around the waist and spinning me around.

"Oh really? Anyone I know?"

"Nah. Wouldn't be. She doesn't travel in the same circles as you."

"Ah. Of course. Tell me about her."

"Well." He whispered, leaning down to kiss my ear. "She's incredibly beautiful. I mean, incredibly. My heart beats faster every time I took at her, that's how gorgeous she is. She makes me forget myself. I'm so in love with her that any rational thought I have flies out of my head when she smiles at me." he smiled gently at me, like he was thinking about something. "She has the most incredible eyes. They're this dark blue, and I could get lost in them. And when she kisses me…I feel like I could die at that very moment and be completely happy. I want to spend every moment of the day with her and every moment of the day that I'm not with her; I'm wishing that I was with her. And I think about her all the time."

I looked back at him, into his eyes and gave him a half smile. "She's a very lucky girl."

He kissed my lips gently. "I'm a lucky boy to have her."

And that's about it. Four weeks later we were stepping off the plane in sunny (for once) Melbourne. Hesitantly, I'd let Ben find a place for us to live. He'd promised me that he had it all under control, so I let him. He was better at that sort of stuff than me anyway. But letting him choose meant that I hadn't even seen a picture of the place he'd picked out. I didn't even know where it was. And we had a housemate – Liam. Ben was so excited he was practically bouncing as he pulled me over to a waiting taxi. Liam had moved down two weeks before, so he'd been there when all of our stuff had arrived. Since we didn't even have any furniture, the three of us had to go shopping. That was going to be a nightmare. "Come on come on." Ben urged, all but pushing me into the taxi. He gave the address to the driver, but seeing as though I'd never been to Melbourne before, that still didn't give me any clue as to where we were going. About half an hour into the drive Ben made me close my eyes. "I want it to be a surprise." He said, looking anxiously out the window. Ten minutes later I felt the car stop. Ben got out, paid the driver then opened my door for me. I tried to peek. "Don't!" Ben cried. "You'll ruin the surprise."

He put his own hand over my eyes, seeing as though he didn't trust me to do it myself. "Ok. Walk walk walk. Step. Step. Walk walk walk. Ok. Stop. Ready?"

I nodded. "Open!" he cried. I opened my eyes. I was staring at a slanting bungalow I expected to fall down any minute. I just blinked. "Ben…"

Ben burst into laughter. "Next door." He said. I turned and my mouth dropped open. We were standing on …street, just down the road from the Melbourne warf. The whole street was lined with huge, beautiful old townhouses that overlooked the water. They were the kind that were built right next door to each other, sharing a wall. Some of them had been renovated. One had this old veranda that was fully enclosed in glass, while others had huge gardens that were so overgrown that the house was hardly visible. Some had been renovated so they were more modern, while others, like the one I was looking at, had been re-done to look classic. The outside had been painted white, with cream lace trim. The garden was fairly wild. Upstairs French doors opened out onto a little veranda that overlooked the bay. Each of the rooms either side of the veranda had huge bay windows. It was prime real estate where we were standing, and I hated to think how much each of them was worth. "You're fucking with me again aren't you?" I asked blankly. Ben just shook his head. Suddenly a familiar figure appeared on the little terrace out the front of the building. "Bout time you got here." Liam said, planting his hands on his hips. I just stared at Ben. He smiled. "My grandfather brought this place just under fifty years ago, before Melbourne boomed. It's been my family's house ever since."

"Why didn't you live here?" I asked, still feeling like he was having me on.

"We did. Until my dad died. Then we moved in with Gigia, then we moved up to Brisbane."

"How much is it worth?" I asked, gazing in wonder at the house.

"Well over a million."

"We can't live here Ben. We'll trash it." I said.

He laughed. "No we won't. Come on. You have to see the inside."

Inside was just as beautiful as the outside. The place had been recently painted. The walls of the living room were a deep burgundy while the kitchen was white. I had a feeling that white paint job might not last too long, with the boys around but I didn't say anything. The dining room, kitchen and living room were sort of all in one, and all had views of the water. The living room opened out onto the veranda. The bathroom was huge and mint green, Liam's bedroom was blue and the spare room, or study was a beautiful sea blue. "Come on." Ben said, tugging my hand impatiently after I spent too long looking around. "This is our room." Ben said, turning around so his back was against the doors. "Let me see." I demanded. Ben pushed yet another set of French doors open with a flourish, and let me in. "oh. God. It's so beautiful."

The room was huge and open, connected to one end of the living room by French doors, and the veranda by another set. The bed, a huge king sized one was in the middle of the room against the wall facing the water, so you could see the water from the bed. It was covered in a pretty white embossed bedspread with a ridiculous amount of pillows piled on it. The walls were white. As you came in the doors from the living room, the bed was on the left against the back wall, while the water was directly opposite. Against the wall directly opposite the doors was a dressing table and a huge walk in closet. In the right hand corner, next to the veranda doors was an entertainment centre. It's doors were open, and I could see a TV, stereo and DVD player. "What do you think?" Ben asked casually.

"I…I…you…" I stuttered. He just grinned at me.

"I thought we didn't have furniture." Was the first thing I managed to get out. I'd thought we would have had to use milk crates and cardboard boxes until we could buy stuff. Ben shook his head. "The whole place is fully furnished. I mean, we can buy some stuff and replace other stuff if we want. But there's even a dishwasher." He frowned. "I don't think it works though."

"I…it's beautiful." I said finally. He smiled.

"This was my mum and dad's room."

"Ben…I can't believe this place. I can't believe you kept this a secret from me!" I accused, hitting him squarely in the chest. "I was imagining some hovel in the inner city, with roaches the sizes of house cats and stuff like that. Not…this. That's for sure."

"We could move into a hovel, if that's what you want." He suggested.

"No." I said quickly. "That's ok." I smiled. "I kind of like it here."

"Kind of?"

"Yah. It'll do for now."

"Oh good." Ben said, coming up behind me and wrapping his arms around my waist. "I'm so glad."

"Thank you." I said, turning in his arms and lacing my hands behind his neck. "I love it here. It's so beautiful."

Ben rubbed his nose against mine. "I wasn't going to bring you all this way to let you live in a hovel Hails. We had to kick the old tenants out, but that's ok. Dad left quite a substantial amount of money in his will apparently, specifically for the house that paid for all this furniture. The house we own outright, so there's no rent or anything."

"I love it." I repeated. Ben kissed my nose.

"And I love you."

For the first couple of weeks everything was perfect. Ben spends part of everyday with the band, rehearsing or recording. At the moment they're just messing around, playing a few gigs and writing new songs. Liam's writing more and more of their songs. He's really getting back into it, and all though Ben very grudgingly admits it, he's a fantastic manager. They're releasing the first single from the second album in a couple of more weeks. I started up at Melbourne uni. Melbourne's a lot busier than Brisbane, so for a little while it really daunted me. But I've made a few really good friends, and I really like it down here. One of those friends got me a job at a nearby bar. Ben and I have had a few fights over this job. It pays really well, but it is kind of…risqué. Ben reckons it's a skanky bar. He doesn't want anyone else ogling his girlfriend. Ben hates it. One night, about a week after I started there, the girl who'd gotten me the job, Lucy, came up to me. "There's a gorgeous guy at table seven whose been staring at you all night." She giggled. "He asked about you. If you get a lot of guys asking after you, if you're single, that sort of stuff. I think he likes you."

I turned around to look. "Where?"

"No don't look Hailey! Be discrete."

"What does he look like?" I asked in amusement.

"Well, he's really tall. And he's got shaggy dark hair that's kind of short and choppy, and these really beautiful, dark brown eyes. He's wearing a dark blue element t-shirt and jeans."

"And let me guess." I said angrily. "He's got a tattoo in Greek on his right bicep."

Lucy looked amazed. "How did you know?"

"Lucky guess." I muttered, storming off in the direction of table seven. Ben looked up as I got near him. "Hailey…"

"Outside." I cut him off, grabbing his ear and yanking him out of his seat.

"Ow! What are you doing?"

I dragged him through the throng of people and out the back door. "Ow!" he cried, looking at me like I'd seriously wounded him when I let go of his ear. "What are you doing here?" I hissed through clenched teeth. "Were you checking up on me?"

He immediately looked guilty. "No…"

"You were! You asshole! I never check up on you!"

"I was worried about you Hail! God, is that a crime? It's a sleazy club filled with drunken guys. I saw the way the men in there looked at you. I haven't seen so many asses grabbed since I played footy in year nine."

"That's it Ben! That's all that happens! You've seen how many bouncers are in there!" I cried. "Nothings going to happen to me. I don't need you to be my protector!"

"Well excuse me for wanting to take care of my girlfriend." Ben yelled, his dark eyes flashing. "I mean, look at you! Look what you're wearing!" he said, taking in my black singlet and short denim skirt. "Those men are drunk, and they're leering at you, and no wonder! I don't give a shit how many bouncers there are Hailey! Stuff could still happen!"

"And I can't take care of myself?"

"No! You can't! Those guys are drunk, they can't think rationally and some of them are twice the size of you. You're just a kid Hailey! You're barely 18!"

"And you're so much older and wiser!" I spat. "Just fuck off and leave me alone Ben. This is my job, my life and my money. I have to support myself through uni you know. I don't have a rich family that can do it for me."

"Where did that come from?" he asked angrily. "Is this about the house?"

"No. It's not about anything other than you pissed me off by coming here and telling me what to do. So go home."

"How will you get home?"

"Lucy will give me a lift. That is, if I decide to come home." I smiled meanly. "If I don't decide to shack up with one of those guys in there. There's a guy at table 12 who's already asked for my number twice tonight."

Ben's face turned ashen. "Fine. Do what you want Hailey. Have fun." He said, turning on his heel and walking away. I felt bad then, but got over it pretty quickly. I was really pissed that he didn't trust me enough to take my word that I was safe.

I did go home. Of course I did. Lucy dropped me off. Liam was watching infomercials when I walked through the door. "Hey." He said. "Ben told me what happened."

I sighed and took off one of my earrings. "Yeah?"

"Yeah. I know he was out of line Hailey. But you know how he is. You know what an emotional basket case he can be. You know how much he loves you. He just wanted to make sure that you were really ok. After dad and after me, he doesn't want to run the risk of losing anyone else, especially not you." Liam said quietly. I sighed. "Is he in the bedroom?"

Liam nodded. I smiled at him. "Ok. Goodnight." I said, walking towards the doors. I sighed again. Ben had stuck a note to them. Go away. I'm sure that guy at table 12 would only be too happy to give you a bed to sleep in.

I had to laugh though. He'd left the doors unlocked. I opened them and walked in. I heard the tell tale rustle of sheets and knew that he'd been waiting up for me. Now he was pretending to be asleep. I took off my other earring, put them down on the dressing table and sat on the bed beside him. He turned his back to me. I bit my lip to keep from smiling. He's like a child. "The guy at table 12 was busy tonight." I said. There was silence, then "that's not funny Hailey." His voice was muffled by the pillow. I smiled to myself. "I know. I'm sorry. I shouldn't have yelled at you Ben. I know you were just worried about me. But you have to understand, that I know what it's like there. And I wouldn't work there if I felt uncomfortable. But it pays well, I like the other girls and I like earning my own money."

"I was worried about you. What if some other guy decided that he liked you as much as I do and tried to take you away from me?" he asked sullenly.

"Is that what this is about? You were afraid that I'm going to leave you?"

"No. Well, yes. But also cause I don't like the thought of you working there. There's too many…men. And you don't seem to get this Hail, but you're a very pretty girl, and guys are going to want to…" he trailed off.

I sighed and wriggled my way into his arms. "Baby. I'm not going to leave you." I said, kissing his bare chest. "Ok? Don't worry about it. It's just a job. There's plenty of people to make sure that nothing happens to any of the girls there. And besides, I have to make a total dick of myself in front of someone before I fall in love with them." I sighed. "Don't worry so much ok? You'll give yourself a hernia." I looked up.

"Are you crying? Why are you crying?" I asked. Ben wiped his arm across his eyes.

"Because. You scared me tonight. I worry about you baby girl. I really didn't like some of those looks you were getting."

I sighed. "Does it really upset you that much?"

Ben shrugged. "Then I'll find another job." I said, leaning up to kiss him slowly. "Ok?"

He nodded. "Ok."

I lay my head down on his chest as he ran his fingers through my hair. "Love you baby doll." He said, picking up my hand and kissing it. I sighed again. "I love you too Ben."

I did end up getting another job. But things were kind of weird after our fight. Ben started acting really strangely. He was out a lot more, and I'm come home from uni or work and he and Liam would be having these really in-depth conversations that would stop the moment I walked in. Ben started acting really nervous around me. He could never sit still, and when I asked him where he had been or what he and Liam had been talking about he'd just change the subject. Liam started avoiding me. We couldn't hold a full conversation without him having to excuse himself, and he stopped looking me in the eye. I started to get a really bad feeling that only worsened when I overheard Ben talking to my dad on the phone one day. "I know she'll be shocked Mr Atkinson. But I really think that now is the right time. I would never hurt on her on purpose, but…yes. I know. I'm sorry about that, I really am. Ok. Yeah, sure, that's fine. I'll speak to you later then." He hung up the phone and whirled around as I walked in the door. "Was that my dad?"

"Oh. Ah," he looked like I'd just caught him with his hand in the hypothetical cookie jar. "Yeah. I'll talk to you about it later Hails. I'm late for…something."

And he just about ran out the door. That night I rang Danielle in tears, convinced that Ben was going to break up with me. He was secretive, anxious and uncomfortable. I was sure that he knew that he'd made a mistake bringing me to Melbourne with him, and that he was asking my dad and Liam for advice on how to tell me he wanted me to go home. That's why Liam was acting so weird around me. He felt bad. I was so upset, but I didn't want them to know that I knew.

The following Sunday the three of us were supposed to go to Gigia's for lunch, like we did every Sunday. Liam went early in the morning, saying that he had to pick up something on the way. That left Ben and I. Ben was even more nervous that usual. If I hadn't known what was going on I would have thought that he was on drugs, he was shaking and fidgeting that much. We were both really quiet, hardly saying anything to each other. I was positive that he was going to break up with me today. When he told me we had to take the bus cause there was something wrong with his car, I knew he was wanted to tell me in public in the hope that I wouldn't make a scene. "What's wrong with the car?" I asked blankly. Ben swallowed.

"Uh, the carbonator has run out off…carbon."

"The what? Are you sure?"

"Yeah, Hailey. I'm sure. Hurry. We'll miss the bus."

I followed him to the bus stop at the end of the road. Ben was fidgeting more and more and I swear he'd broken into a sweat. I felt like crying. I should never had fought with him over that job. The bus was a couple of minutes late. When it did arrive, Ben just followed me on without a word. We sat in the back row. The whole trip passed in silence. When we got half way between the MCG and St Kilda where Gigia lived, Ben suddenly started talking. "Hails. Do you remember the first time we met? I mean, officially? On the bus?"

I nodded, totally confused. "I acted like such a tool." He smiled. "But you totally flustered me. I couldn't believe how pretty you were. Are." He corrected himself. "Still are. Oh god, I suck at his." He muttered to himself. He looked back at me. "You made my heart beat so fast, I honestly thought I was going into cardiac arrest. I felt like there was a family of butterfly's living in my stomach. I was such a dick because I wanted you to notice me." He looked up at me, beautiful brown eyes unreadable.

"You know I love you. And you know that I care about you so much…"

I had a feeling there was a but. A really huge but. A but that went along the lines of, 'but. I think it's time we ended this. It was fun while it lasted. Goodbye."

He took another deep breath. "You've been there for me ever since we met. We've been through so much together, and I know I couldn't have gotten through the accident, and Liam's problems without you. You're my rock Hail, and I can't imagine my life without you…"

Huh? This wasn't in the script. He suddenly fell off the seat. "What's wrong?" I asked in confusion, looking down at him. I slid off my seat and joined him on the floor. "Did you drop something?"

"Ah, no."

"Then what are you doing on the floor?" I asked, looking around on the ground for whatever it was that he'd dropped. "Hails, sit back in your seat."

"What are you doing?" I asked in confusion.

"Just sit back will you? Please?" Ben buried his hands in his pockets nervously. I sat back in the seat. He took a deep breath and looked up at me. I looked back at him, so confused. He suddenly smiled, and his eyes became really clear. "I can't imagine my life without you," he repeated. "And I don't want to. I want to spend every minute of every day of the rest of it with you. I want to get old and wrinkled with you. I want our dentures to fall out together. I want to complain that there's something wrong with my cup of tea and about how much I hate teenagers and loud noises and the government and I want you to be there to pat my hand and tell me to just turn down my hearing aid. I want that, Hailey Atkinson. I love you." He took another deep breath, got down on one knee and pulled the most gorgeous ring I'd ever seen out of his pocket. He looked up at me and smiled the most beautiful smile I'd ever seen.

"Marry me."

I just stared at him. "What?" I choked.

"Marry me." he whispered. I sat there in shock. I couldn't think. I couldn't breath. I did the only thing I could think of to do – I burst into tears. "Ben…" I stared at the ring.

"Is that a yes?" he asked me. I looked at him, down on one knee on the filthy floor of a Melbourne city bus, holding out this ring to me and looking so gorgeous… Suddenly everything made sense; his nervousness, Liam's secrecy, the late night phone calls to my dad…

"Yes." I choked. "Yes. Yes Ben, I want to marry you."

Ben looked like he was going to cry himself. He slid the ring onto my finger. I looked up and suddenly became award that every passenger on the bus was staring at us. Even the driver was looking in his rear-view mirror more often than he was looking at the road. I looked at Ben then I looked back down the bus and held up my hand. "I said yes."

The whole bus exploded into whistles and cheers as Ben climbed back onto the seat and kissed me. The driver even beeped the horn a couple of times as sort of a fanfare. It was the most surreal experience of my life. "I wanted to do it on a bus." He whispered. "Cause that was where we were when I first realised I was in love with you. It began here, so I wanted it to end here." He gently kissed both my cheeks. I was still crying. I couldn't stop. "I love you so much. You just made me the happiest boy on this earth." He said in my ear with a laugh. I let out a half sob, half laugh. "I love you too. So much. But I thought you were going to break up with me." I sobbed. Ben just laughed.

"Never ever ever. Not after all that we've been through sweetheart. That would just be a waste." He said. I nodded and wrapped my arms around his neck, kissing and hugging him fiercely as the bus gently rolled to a stop. "Look." Ben said. I lifted my head from the crook of his neck and looked out the window. We'd stopped outside Gigia's house, and the driveway was packed with people. My parents were there, as well as Ben's mum and Gigia. Jared, Mackenzie, Dan and Chase were holding a sign up that said 'congratulations Ben and Hailey' and jumping up and down like crazy people. I laughed. "Why do I get the feeling you planned all this?" I asked Ben, looking out the window and making eye contact with Liam. Liam just grinned.

"We're getting married." I said in disbelief, turning back to Ben. "I'm going to be someone's wife. Oh god. I'm going to be the little woman."

Ben shrugged. "Well, I could be the little woman if you really want me to be, although I would kind of prefer to be the man…"

I laughed. I'm getting married.

Oh god.

I'm getting married…

What's Sean going to say?

THE END

*Cry* how emotional was that! Oh, I want a Ben! Sigh. Well, it's over. That's it. But, if you like my stupid writing style and my retarded humour, check out my new story Mirrabooka. The language is kind of confusing in the beginning, but I promise that you'll get the hang of it. It's going to be a good story, and if you've ever wondered about the Australian outback or have wanted to visit it, read this. If you want to go to Australia, think Aussie's are hot or just like my stupid stories, read it. I like it a lot already.

I did try to make this a long chapter, but I have to go to school tomorrow and wanted to get it all done before I go back, or else I probably wouldn't have finished it at all. Thanks to…everyone who read. I hope you enjoyed this…saga. Travesty. Whatever. Thanks to my faithful reviewers, off the top of my head because I'm too tired to go back and check…

Midnight owl, TypeSOUR, anonymous, future writer, wicked witch of the north, krazy cutie chick. Extremely, extremely sorry to anyone I missed out. But know that I really, REALLY appreciate all your feedback. This story is dedicated to everyone who reviewed, cause know that if you hadn't reviewed it probably wouldn't have turned into what it is. So this is YOUR story,
(well really it's mine, I own it, but it's definitely dedicated to you.) as of yet, no plans for a sequel. But who knows. The worlds most neurotic couple could be back yet. I'm a bit sad. I'm going to miss the gang.

By the way. Who was your favourite character in this?

goo goo ga ga 00: thanks so much for all your reviews. I'm so glad that you liked the story!

TypeSOUR: my hero. Honestly. I think you've reviewed just about every chapter since you started reading, and I'm really really gratefully. I really admire your own writing, so to know that you read mine is…so cool. Thanks.

Xxxholic: I tried to make this a long one, just for you. Lol. And no, as of yet there won't be anymore funny stories of Ben and Hailey in Melbourne. But hey, who knows where the wind might blow me.

Brandi: well, you jumped on the boat towards the end there, but hey, welcome aboard! I'm glad you're here. Hope you like the last chapter, just before I set sail!

Midnight Owl: you should be ashamed of yourself, missing TWO chapters. Lol. Not really. And yes, the Ben and Hailey saga is completely over. Over. O V A H. but, hey. I have a couple of new stories up. And I do want to update Savannah, but I'm not quite sure what I want to do with it yet. Bare with me here. I'm am very in awe of your writing too, so keep going with that. thanks for all the reviews, they really helped a lot!

Future Writer: thank you so much for all your feedback. I'm really in love with your stories, so to know that you read mine is pretty awesome! and, as a matter of fact, if you couldn't tell from the shameless plug up above, I have started a new story. If you're even kind of interested in Australia, I'd love you to take a look at it!

Tweeter: thanks!

The wicked witch of the north: it's the end! It's over! I'm sorry. It is kind of sad, isn't it. Ben and Hailey are gone. Thanks heaps for all your reviews and feeback. They really meant heaps to me, and it was awesome to have such a faithful reader. A real ego trip. Thank you so much!

Araanaz: that's a really interesting pen name. Lol. At this point in time, no sequel on the horizon. But I'll see. It's weird, cause some stories I finish, once they're done the characters just disappear from my head. While I'm writing, they're in there all the time, and I see things or things happen that I want to put in the story, but when I finish, sometimes they just disappear, but you know. They could be back for a third story! So who knows? Thanks for the reviews!

krazy cutie chic: another very faithful reviewer. Thanks a heap. I'm sorry you don't want it to end. Maybe you could…read it again or something. lol. Or, check out my other stories! That'd be cool. Lol. Thanks heaps for all the reviews, it was really awesome to have you along for the ride.

Feelingshortofstable: lol. I think you might be right. I think they might be destined to be together. It seems there's no getting away. Thanks for all your reviews – you rock.

Pancake bandit: lol. It's not really stopping…it's been going on for 55 chapters. I probably should have stopped 50 chapters ago. But there you go. I really hope you enjoyed it. If you liked this one you might like one of my other stories, New York, New York or Mirrabooka. It's kind of sad that this one is finished though, I know what you mean. Thanks for your feedback and support! It really meant a lot.

nindë isilrá: cool pen name! Lol. Yeah. It's over. And they were meant for each other, I have to say. Sigh. I'm feeling a little bit emo over the end. Oh well. That's life.

Sea~Moon Faerye: It's over. Now it is. Yep, this is the end. Sad, huh? Lol. Thanks for your reviews and support though, it all really made my day (s).