What are you still doing here? Don't you know that your girlfriend is leaving today? I don't think she's coming back either. I mean she's going off to college in Massachusetts. That's like all across the state, man. Do you have any idea how many guys she's gonna meet?

Bucky, I have to let her go. I can't stop her from going towards her dreams. Besides, I never knew you were such a romantic.

I'm not. Please, I can get any girl I want. But you, you're different. She's the only girl you're gonna have a chance with. 

Oh, thanks.

All I'm saying is, you gotta at least try. Let her know that you love her. That you don't wanna be just friends. Tell her the truth.

But-

But no. Now go get her! She's leaving in twenty minutes!

Charlie rushes off to his VW Buggy parked right outside. Starts the car, and speeds away, heading for LAX.

20 minutes later...

Oh god, am I too late? It was stupid of me to drive over here. Why'd I listen to Bucky?

"Charlie?"

"Samantha!"

What are you doing here?

I came here t-t-t-to see you off.

Aww how sweet. My flight actually got delayed a little.

Now boarding Oceanic 815 to Boston, the attendant announced.

"Hey, well that's my flight. It's been really nice seeing you again." She gives Charlie a quick peck on the cheek and hugs him, picks up her luggage and makes her way over to the ramp.

"Wait. There's something I wanted you to know..."

"Can you just call me when I get there?"

Well, actually no, because you didn't give me your number to the place you're staying at.

But you do have my cell phone number.

Oh right..

"Well, Charlie, I really have to go. I don't want to miss this flight and have to wait another three hours for the next one. Bye! Call me!" She saunters passed the security detector and into the airplane. She finds her seat and settles down. Her phone vibrates.

New Message from Charlie. Gee, I told him to call me, but this wasn't what I expected. She opens her inbox. I love you. 
Samantha rushes back to the airport terminal, pushing through the other passengers. 
"Excuse me, coming through."

Charlie stands outside thinking, what did I just do? She's not gonna give up her hopes and throw away her future for me. Suddenly, he spots someone pushing through. Black, messy hair twisted up into a loose bun. That could only have been Samantha.

She looks up straight through the crowds, directly at him. She slowly walks up to him.
"Did you really mean what you said?" 

"Yes, I did."

And at last her lips meet his. It was passionate and sweet. They didn't want to let go but they came apart, embracing eachother in a tight hug.

"Why didn't you tell me this sooner?"

I didn't want to interfere in your goals.

Last call for Oceanic Flight 815

"Your plane is leaving, you should go, I don't want you throwing away your future."

"But I'm not, because my future involves you. I love you."

What are your parents going to do? You got a full ride scholarship to Harvard. And your clothes, I mean they're being sent over to Boston.

Oh Charlie, so like you. Thinking about things that don't really matter. I'm pretty sure that I can just get them to send it back to my house. Besides, I got accepted to Stanford, too.
And about my parents, I'm sure they will understand where I'm coming from. They married for true love. My dad left Dartmouth to be with my mom. And now I'm gonna stay here in LA to be with you. 

Charlie couldn't believe what he was hearing, but he understood it all.
"I've always loved you, and always will." They envelope eachother for another sweet kiss.
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Okay, so this just popped up in my mind this day and I just kept on typing. I can't believe it because I like corny sometimes, but corny is corny, and I don't like it. You know what I mean? I guess I might have based this somewhat off that episode of Friends where Rachel is going off to Paris and Ross proclaims his love for her. AND I've always wondered what happened to their clothes or the stuff they left on board the plane. Nobody ever thinks about that except for the lovey-dovey part.