Title: P.S. I Love You
Ratings/Warnings: 1-2nd years/Character Death
Notes: Don't die from the (maybe) fluff, please! (I still believe it isn't as fluffy as it is bittersweet) And I used Teddy/Victoire and I LOVE YOU (Also . . . Pippa = their daughter)
ďHe told me to give this to you, if something happened,Ē Andrew Wood said quietly, handing me a letter. A new burst of tears erupted; only Teddy would do this: plan for the absolute worst. I looked up at his best mate through my blurry eyes, seeing that he had broken down as well. We all were; Teddy Lupin was dead.
ďDid you get one?Ē I asked, and Andrew nodded. He sat down next to me and took my hand. Teddyís ring was still there on my finger; it always would be.
ďOpen them together?Ē I asked, my hands trembling. He nodded, and we opened up the envelopes together. I recognized Teddyís messy scrawl instantly.
I know what youíre thinking, Vic; only I would plan for the worst. I had to, though, because I donít know what I would do if I knew I left you, without even saying goodbye. So I wrote you this letter, to tell you all the things I was never able to, though I may sound like a girl.
I love the way your hair smells. (It smells like vanilla, so donít go sniffing yourself) I love the way you laugh; it sounds like bells. I love the way you dance around like a fairy, with not a care in the world, and I love the way your eyes always look amazed at the world. I love the way you look when youíre angry, even when itís at me. I love the way you canít leave the house without your red lipstick, and I love the way you make everyone smile. I love the way you smile when youíre sleeping, and I love how you need your tea to be able to function. I love your sarcastic comments, and I love how you always hit your foot on the corner of the bed every morning.
I canít believe I never told you these things. Iíve always noticed them, even if I never showed it. I know you donít want me to say this, but Iím so sorry, Tori.
Iím sorry I left you so soon, but all the things I said are true. Youíre amazing, and I never wanted to leave you, and Iím sorry. Donít listen to what anyone says about you, because I know you, so I know itís all lies. Weíve been best mates forever, and that will never change. But because I know you, and I know you think youíll never move on, youíll never get over me. You need to try, Tori. I care about you too much to let you pine over me for the rest of your life. The only thing I ask is that you try. Tell little Pippa that I love her, and Iím sorry I never got to watch her grow up. Iím so sorry, Tori.
Iíll wait for you, but take your time
I was angry; he said he loved all those things about me, but did he love me? He never said so, so I didnít know if I believed him. I looked at the note, ready to tear it to shreds. Then I saw the ending.
(Donít get your knickers in a twist, love. I didnít forget)
P.S. I love you
I sighed. Only my Teddy would do that. I smiled, rereading the note. Teddy always was sensitive, and I couldnít help but blush reading all of the compliments. He was a charmer, Ted was. It was one of the many reasons why I loved him. I looked at the end of the note, tracing it with my fingers.
I love you, too.