I know you guys are probably sick and tired of waiting on an update on all my stories. Trust me I will post before this year is over!

I had a crazy summer and that crazy followed me through fall, I'm recovering from it now. I guess summer love does exist, I wish I knew it wasn't a bluff.

IMPORTANT!
This story is based on Tori's point of view. It's based on the summer, its much later think in their 20's. Any questions review and ask!

This is my story. This is the rawest piece of i dont even know what to call this. I experienced this.

LISTEN TO BON IVER 'SKINNY LOVE' AS YOU READ IT!

Look out for any updates in the near future. Thank you for all those have and are still sticking around! I love and miss you all!

Intensity.

It started in a living room.

Sitting on your lap, drunk giggles, drunken flirtatious conversations.

That anchor shirt.

Twining your mustache in between your index finger and thumb.

Getting lost into the intensity of our kisses, only to find out later, that would base how our fucked up relationship would be.

Intense.

Intoxicated by your lips; as they turned upside into that heart melting smile.

Looking back as I left your side, smirking at your goofy grin as you watched me get into a car.

Not realizing that was the start of the complicated whirl wind that became us.

Teasing, intertwining our fingers behind peoples back, and drinking with new and old faces.

Nights became memories.

Weekends became plans.

The pressure of labeling it threw us off.

Trust, loyalty, the laws of attraction became our obstacles.

We fucked each other.

We fucked each other over.

Friends watched and weren't fooled with what we were failing on trying to hide.

We loved on each other behind closed doors, only to come out with an obvious audience.

Friends watched us be all over each other.

Friends watched us argue.

We swore we were done, over and over again.

Yet we always found our way back to each other.

Scratches, bruises, the enlightened noises of moaning never failed to die.

We lay asleep in each others arms, making the bond even stronger.

Going weeks, almost months without seeing each other and when we do its like the time apart never happened.

The movie continues.

The future is arising.

I won't be a call away.

No more kisses, hugs or fucks.

Miles, distance will break us.

And that scares me shitless.

Loosing you is my biggest fear.

Even tho I know you think it's pointless.

I'm only afraid because you are the last person I've let in.

The last person who I gave my heart to and you took it without me noticing.