There’s a thousand of people in the word that are meant for each other. The ones that see one another for the first time and can never take their eyes off each other and from that moment on, they’re inseperatable.

The bad thing is, is that only fifty percent of them actually find one another. Around twenty percent of the ones that find each other never realize it until it’s too late. Another fifteen percent are the ones that was mentioned before; the love at first sight stories. Five percent are the people that find each other and love one another. Then they lose each other only to find their way back together. Want to know what happens with the other ten percent? They are the ones that have the person their meant to be with right in front of them for most of their lives and finally they wake up one day and realize it.

That’s how Erin felt when she was fourteen She was popular, tall, and chubby with pretty golden brown hair, but had never had a boyfriend. She wanted one badly but she wasn’t going to settle for just anybody. She knew she had found her soul mate, but he just wouldn’t look at her because she was his friend and that’s it even though she did everything in her power to let him know. She flirted, sent secret admirer letters – everything.

Nick wasn’t exactly all that bright to even realize that she liked him in the slightest way.

Things went like that for a while, even though she had been in love with him since she was twelve. Erin tried to change herself in every way to get him to notice her. She lost weight, became a cheerleader since he was a football player, hung out with the football team, changed her hair and wore make up just so he would notice her. He went out with another girl and it broke her heart but she never let him see it.

Finally, on a abnormal hot December day, two days after his sixteenth birthday, Nick was driving Erin home from school. She stayed quiet the whole three miles from the school to their houses, which was only separated from one house. They made it to his house and he asked her in for some cake that his mom had made. Erin was never one to turn down cake, no matter if she was watching her weight to try to get a guy’s attention.

She never even got a chance to get a piece of cake because after walking into the house, Nick kissed her. She didn’t even care about cake at that point. He told her how he finally realized that she was the one that sent him the letters when they were younger. She was embarrassed but after he told her that he loved her too, she didn’t care too much about the letters anymore.

She had finally got him.

They went on their first date the next night. He was sixteen and she was fifteen. They went out once a week for a little while because Erin’s parents wouldn’t allow her to date until she was really sixteen, but she did it anyway. But after her birthday that March, they were together almost every night of the week. He would either be at her house, she would be at his, or they would be at a basketball or baseball game together. They were inseparable.

That next school year, their junior year in high school, they were the most popular couple. They would hold hands walking down the hallways, and would sneak kisses before going into each other’s classes. Once a teacher saw them and would have reported them except that they didn’t want Nick to get kicked off the football team and they had a very important game that Friday night. They would literally make their friends sick because they were so in love with each other. They were so in love with each other, that while their friends were off having sex on Saturday nights in the back of their cars or in one hour motel rooms, they waited.

Nick would get picked on by all of his friends when they would sit around in the locker room talking about their girlfriends and how they were in bed. It didn’t bother him much at all because he knew he wasn’t dating someone that would just spread her legs for anybody like most of the girls in their school. Erin on the other hand would hear all of her friends talk about their boyfriends and was starting to wonder what it was like to be with someone.

So she told Nick.

That April, the night of their Junior prom, they were together for the first time. They went to the prom, but only stayed to have their portraits taken. His grandparents had a small cabin in the next town over, and they went there, spending the night together. After that, everything seemed perfect. That summer was the best because they worked at the same place and was together all of the time.

Senior year came, and things were still perfect. The football team won the State Championship and colleges from across the country were scouting the players from the team to come and play for them. Nick was hoping to play for Tennessee so that he could be close to Erin who was planning to go to college in Nashville. She had already been accepted and it was her dream to go to school there. He wasn’t going to keep her from that so he was doing his best to get a scholarship from a school near her.

That didn’t go too well.

That February he had gotten the chance to play for two college teams with a full college scholarship. The problem was, neither was anywhere near Nashville, Tennessee. He could choose between Michigan State or the University of Florida. He didn’t know what to do at first. He thought about not even going to college and move with Erin to Nashville so that she could go to school, until his Erin hit him upside the head, telling him that he couldn’t pass that chance up. There was a chance that he could go pro which was his dream. She wasn’t going to let him give that up.

So he chose the University of Florida since it was closer to home in Georgia.

They made a promise that they would see each other once a month somehow and talk on the phone all the time. They had basically set that promise in stone by the time graduation rolled around. Their summer didn’t last too long because Erin had to move to Nashville to get ready for school to start and Nick had to go to Gainesville to start summer practice for the football team. They didn’t want to leave each other but they spent their last night together at the cabin again, holding each other before they had to leave each other for the first time.

Things went pretty well at first. They talked on the phone all the time. Erin had even gotten a plane ticket a month after moving to Nashville to fly to Gainesville to see Nick, but her flight was cancelled due to a hurricane touching down in Florida. Then the phone calls started coming every other day and finally once a week went by without them talking.

Erin sat by the phone waiting for him to call but he never did. Then it was his weekend to come see her and he didn’t come. Things started happening one by one until finally they sat down having a conversation and decided that maybe they needed to separate. Their lives were becoming way too busy to even carry on a long distance relationship. They both hated to do it but they knew that it was best.

Erin went home that Christmas only to find out that Nick’s family was spending Christmas in South Carolina with his grandparents. She hadn’t talked to him since they had broken up. That Easter he didn’t go home when she was there and when he went home for a holiday, her family was always somewhere else. It was almost as if they were strangers again.

Then she found out he was dating someone else.

She had a friend that was attending school with Nick, and she had seen him and his new girlfriend hanging out at a club one night. Erin was crushed. They had broken up because they couldn’t really handle a long distance relationship with their schedules, but knowing he was with someone else, kissing and holding someone else, it almost killed her. She was devoting herself to school almost twenty four seven, she wasn’t even considering dating anybody else.

She was even crushed more when she heard that Nick quit school and playing football because he wanted to marry his ‘girlfriend’.

After that she didn’t want to hear anymore about him. She told her family and friends not to even mention him around her. She didn’t want to know. She stopped going home on holidays so that she wouldn’t run into him and she began dating a guy named Christian who was trying to become a country singer. She wasn’t really into country music, but he was cute in jeans and he made her feel good about herself since she had gained a few extra pounds after eating herself into depression the day that Nick got married in their church back home.

That was the last thing she heard about him.

Now she sits in her car, driving down the highway with a U-haul truck attached to her car. She quit dating the Christian guy after he got a record deal and instant groupies. She didn’t want to put up with that. She had to fight girls away from Nick in high school because he was the quarterback and she hated it. There was now way she was fighting them away from a singer.

She looked down at her radio in her car as a song came over the radio. It was a horrible, horrible song. Well a few years ago she didn’t think that; back when she was seventeen that is. That was 1997. Now it’s 2003 and she’s twenty three. Deana Carter’s Strawberry Wine really shouldn’t bother her anymore besides the fact that she thinks of Nick every time she hears it.

She laughed a little, looking up at a sign telling her that Thomasville was 25 miles away. She couldn’t believe she was going back home after graduating college. She always said that she would never go home, but right now she didn’t really have a choice. She studied Creative Writing in college and well, that’s what writer’s do – sit and write. They don’t usually make money and she wasn’t rich. The only way that she could actually sit and write without a job was to move back home. Thankfully her younger brother was away at college and she could have her house and their bathroom to herself.

She was actually scared to move back home. She didn’t know what people would think of the new ‘Erin’. She wasn’t the same person she was in high school. She wasn’t the insecure girl that needed a boyfriend to hold onto when walking down the hallways. She wasn’t’ shy anymore. She was blunt and outspoken and didn’t need a guy to help her be happy; especially one named Nick.

In fact, that’s the last thing she needed.

~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~I try to let it go
I try to shut it out
Cleanse it from my soul
But it stays in place like a permanent stain, Yeah
All I want is to turn you down
To sleep you off
But your memory creeps in and out of my dreams, andHits me like a cold, Hard fist
Why can’t I get over this?Baby to love you once
Baby to love you once
Baby to love you once
Is to love you forever

Erin sat there in the living room of her parent’s home. Her father and uncle had already moved all of her things in and put most up in her bedroom. Then they all went out to dinner and she decided to stay home. She was tired. Plus the fact that she was scared to go out in public didn’t help much either. She figured that maybe she would just stay in her room all of the time, writing, only to come out to eat and shower. Maybe to go get a haircut every now and then.

She shook her head, knowing that she wasn’t thinking logically.

Standing up, she started to walk over to the staircase and began walking up them slowly. The staircase had way too memories. She remembered walking down them the night of her junior prom when Nick came to pick her up before they went to have their pictures taken and then she gave herself to him. She remembered standing there with him, posing for a picture before their middle school graduation ceremony. She remembered laying on the staircase, making out with him one weekend when they were sixteen and her parents drove to Atlanta for the day to pick up a new car.

“Stop it Erin,” she said out loud to herself as she reached the top of the stairs and began walking down the hallway to her room. She crossed her arms, yawning slightly. It had really been a long day. It was basically a twelve hour drive from Nashville to Thomasville and she only stopped a few times to eat and to find a restroom somewhere. She sighed, walking into her bedroom and paused.

Boxes were everywhere and there was still her Mariah Carey poster on the wall. You could tell the poster was old. It was before Mariah Carey had some kind of breast surgery because now she was a lot bigger. She stepped into her bedroom, closing the door behind her and looked around some more. The room had too many memories too, but she wasn’t even going to get into them right now. Maybe it was a mistake even coming home if all she was going to do was think of old memories that are just that – memories.

She looked over at some pom-pom’s that were in the corner and smiled, before walking over to her window, sitting down in the chair in front of it. She used to love to sit and look out the window when she was younger. When she was little, the older girl that lived next door would always pose in different outfits in the window across from hers and she would watch her, hoping that one day she would be that pretty and to have boyfriends coming and picking her up to go to dances and dates.

Then she did become that only to have it all end.

Suddenly out of the corner of her eye, she looked in the front yard of the house beside her neighbor’s, seeing someone. It was Nick. She froze, looking out at him as he threw a football to someone. She couldn’t believe how good he looked. He looked a lot better than he did in high school. He had gained a little weight and looked really good. Suddenly someone else came into view and it was his little sister, Julie. She tried to tackle him and he moved out of the way, causing her to fall to the ground.

Then she looked up at Erin’s bedroom window. Erin looked at her, as she pointed up to the window and Nick turned around, looking up at her.

“Shit,” Erin said as she fell out of the chair, laying flat on the floor. The last thing she wanted was one of the first things that had happened since she had been home. She rolled over on her back, putting her hands over her face thinking that maybe he didn’t see her. There was a good chance he thought his sister was seeing things because why would she, Erin, come back home?

She moved her hands from her face and sat back up. She crawled back up to the chair and peeked over the top to see Nick standing there looking at the window.

Shit.

I can’t kick your affection
I’m sick of trying’ to you’re like a bad addiction
Running’ through my veins
You’re the habit I crave, Yeah

Some kinda voodoo in your eyes
Has my head hypnotized

Baby to love you once
Baby to love you once
Baby to love you once
Is to love you forever

He moved his hand up, waving at her and she waved back, sinking back down on the floor. The last thing she wanted had already happened. She sat there, looking around her bedroom at all the boxes she had to unpack. Maybe coming home was a really bad idea. Maybe she should just pack back up and go somewhere else. Maybe Jacksonville? She could get a part time job to make enough money to get by on her own or get a roommate, although she loathed living with someone else unless they were family or her boyfriend. Not that she had ever lived with a boyfriend, but still, the concept seemed nice to her.

Then suddenly the doorbell rang.

Erin put her hands over her face, shaking her head. She didn’t want to get up and answer that but nobody was home. She knew who it was and didn’t want to do it at all. Maybe if she didn’t go, he would finally just go away. That was a pretty good plan. She sat there, looking around until the doorbell rang again and she stood up, looking out the window to see that nobody was outside anymore.

It had to be him.

She walked over, looking in the mirror, realizing she looked like shit. She threw her hand in the air at herself, realizing she wasn’t trying to impress and walked out of her room, and ran downstairs. She had no idea why she was running but maybe the faster she ran the quicker it would all get over with. She reached the door, taking a deep breath before opening it up to see Nick standing there and she froze, looking at him.

“Hey, you’re moving back home?” Nick asked as Erin stared at him. Not talking for almost 4 years and that’s the first thing he says to her. She rolled her eyes in return and looked back at him, realizing he was still cute, and a lot cuter than he was at fourteen, “Hello?”

“Yeah, I’m moving back home,” Erin said as she looked down and back up at him, “but why do you care?” She wanted to hit herself for asking that. It made her look jealous. Not that she was jealous of anything. Okay she was jealous of a lot of stuff when it came to him, she just didn’t want him to know that.

“Well I saw a car with a Tennessee plate and then you looking out your window, and I haven’t seen you around here in a while -”

“Well I’m sure you’ve been busy -”

” – and I was just wondering if you were back for good,” Nick said as he stopped talking and rolled his eyes, “But I guess so if you’ve moved back home. I read that you graduated in the newspaper,”

“Yeah I heard about you quitting school to marry some girl,” Erin said as she crossed her arms, looking at him, “Thanks for the invitation,”

“I didn’t send you a invitation -”

“I said it sarcastically -”

“Well okay,” Nick said as he looked down at his shoes and back up at her, “Well I guess I’ll see you around then -”

“Well I’m sure your busy living your own life -”

“I live back at home too,” Nick said as he backed up a few steps on her front porch and turned around, walking off. Erin stood there watching him until she finally backed up, and shut the front door, staring at it. That’s not what she had planned for her first night home. Nothing was going as planned.

She walked back into her living room and sat down in a chair, staring at a picture of her and her younger brother. She acted like a complete jealous bitch. She wasn’t jealous. She was mad, yes, but she was never jealous. They made the decision to break up because they would rather go to school. Of course he found the other girl more important than school, football, or his future career and gave it all up for that other girl instead of her.

Okay, so maybe she was jealous just a little. Maybe deep down she really was jealous because he decided football over her, but then gave it all up for someone that he hardly knew. Maybe that pissed her off just a little. She rolled her eyes away from the picture of herself and her brother, and looked at a graduation picture of herself from high school. She knew deep down that she still loved him and had never really stopped since she was a kid. Maybe coming home was a huge mistake.

“I should just leave,” she muttered to herself as she reached over to the phone, calling someone. Then at that moment, her parents walked in the front door and she paused looking back at them.

“We’re home Erin,” Mrs. Green, Erin’s mother, said as she walked into the living room to see Erin holding the phone, “We saw Nick outside if you’d like to go over and say -”

“Oh no,” Erin said as she nodded her head, looking at her mother, “That’s okay. I’ve already seen him. I don’t wish to relive it,” she said as she stood up and her father walked into the living room and sat down, “I think maybe moving back home was a mistake -”

“Nonsense,” Mr. Green said as Erin looked at him, while he looked at her over the top of his glasses, “You’re staying here,”. Erin sighed, crossing her arms and looking over at her mother who sat down in the chair where Erin was sitting, “You shouldn’t have to run away from Nickolas,”

“Yeah,” Erin said as she looked around. She pressed her lips together and looked down until she noticed her mother looking at her, “What?”

“Why don’t you go unpack?” Mrs. Green asked as Erin nodded her head no. She walked from the living room, into the kitchen. The kitchen looked the same as it always had. It hadn’t changed a bit. She opened the back door and walked down the steps into her backyard and looked around.

The built in pool was still over to the left and she smiled, seeing that her father had already had it cleaned up for the summer. That was a good thing. She could bring her laptop out by the pool and work while tanning. A slight breeze started to blow and she pushed a few strands of hair out of her face as she walked across the yard to a huge wooden swing set that was built up on a huge oak tree. Her father built it when she was little and it was still in good shape after all of these years.

She sat down on a swing, moving her hands up the robe and held on, as she swung back and forth lightly. She blinked her eyes a few times, looking at her house and smiled. It did feel kind of good to be back home. It was nice having her parents around and it was nice to be in a place where she was comfortable.

Then something caught her attention out of the corner of her eyes.

She looked over to her left to see Nick in the backyard with his father, tossing the football this time. He didn’t even notice that she was on the swing set, watching him. She watched him as he laughed, throwing the ball to his father who didn’t even catch it. The old guy was never really good at football. She didn’t know where Nick inherited it from. Nick ran his fingers through his light brown hair and stopped when he noticed Erin watching them.

Great.

She rolled her eyes, looking back over to her right at the swimming pool and began to swing back and forth a little, pushing on the ground to go higher. Maybe she was swinging higher because she was nervous as to whether or not Nick was coming over. She could sense him. She knew he was coming towards her. That only made her swing higher.

“Can I swing?” Nick asked as Erin stopped pushing on the ground and looked over at him. She shrugged her shoulders and looked down at her feet, dangling towards the ground, “So how are you?”

“Fine,” Erin said as she looked up and straight ahead at her house, “I just graduated college and I’m going to live at home again while I write my first book,”

“You changed your major?” Nick asked as Erin started to smile a little and looked back at the pool, “I thought you were going to that business stuff and stay in Nashville,”

“Things change,” Erin whispered as she looked back over at him, “I mean obviously you know that,”

“And you learn from your mistakes,” Nick said as Erin stared at him, “I mean I learned my mistakes when I quit school and now I can’t go back, at least not by scholarship,”

“Well you wanted to marry someone,”

“And now I’m divorced,” he said as Erin looked away and Nick started to laugh, “It lasted a whole nine months. It was the worst mistake of my life,” Erin sat there listening to him tell her about how his little wife of nine months cheated on him and got pregnant by someone else. She wanted to laugh at him and tell him ‘I knew it wouldn’t last’ but she didn’t. She didn’t say anything. She just sat there, looking away and listening to his voice; something that she hadn’t done in a long, long time.

“Sorry about your marriage,” Erin said as she looked down at her watch and back at her house, “We all move on and get over things,” She closed her eyes, rolling them back in her head. That was not the right thing to say at that time. She felt like an ass now.

“So did you move on?” Nick asked as Erin opened her eyes and looked over at him. Maybe she wanted to tell him no, that she never really got over him. That she still thought about him every night before bed and that time she saw him outside of her bedroom window, all of those old feelings came drifting back.

“Yeah I dated a guy for a little while. You ever heard of Chris Stephenson?”

“The country singer?”

“Yeah, I dated him before he got a deal,” Erin said as she laughed a little, “He was nice, but eh, it didn’t last very long,” she said as she took a deep breath and looked away, “Not as exciting as getting married and all you know,”

“I’m glad you came home,” Nick said as Erin paused and looked around, “I mean, I kinda missed you,” he said as he stood up from the swing and put his hands in his pockets, looking at her as she looked back up at him, “I missed you a lot so I’m glad that you’re home. Maybe we can become friends again.” Erin smiled, and looked away wondering what was going on in his mind, “Maybe we can get back together.”

Then she paused.

“I don’t know about that,” Erin said as she looked back up at him, “Friends would be cool. Wanna come over and play Barbie’s tomorrow?” she asked as Nick started to laugh at her.

“I’ll see you later,”

“Bye,” Erin said as Nick smiled at her and turned around, walking back towards his house. She sat there watching him for a minute until she finally looked back down at her feet, smiling. It was actually sort of refreshing talking to him. She looked back up to see him walking backwards, looking at her and she smiled, waving at him.

~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~I’ve come to one conclusion
That there’s just no substitutionBaby to love you once
Baby to love you once
Baby to love you once
Is to love you foreverErin walked into her room a little bit later, after a talk with her mother telling her exactly what happened with Nick and his little ‘wife’. It seems that she had been cheating on him with someone else and he refused to put up with it, so he filed for divorce and moved back in with his parents. He had been working at a part-time job at the mall and was attending the community college, trying to finish his degree. She asked her mother why she never told her this before, but then again she knew why. Everybody in town knew she didn’t want to hear anything about him again.

She walked over to her chair, sitting in it sideways and looked out the window again, smiling. Talking to him was really nice but there was no way that anything could come of it. They had their time together and they had their chance. It just didn’t work out. It didn’t work out the first time and there’s no way that it could work out a second time.

She looked back out the window to see Nick standing outside of his house again, with a basketball in his hand. He was probably playing with his brother or something. He was always doing something. He must be the way he was in high school. He couldn’t sit still for very long. He always had to be doing something.

“Erin,” Mrs. Green said as Erin looked up to see her mother standing in her doorway. She looked at her and then looked back outside, wondering what her mother wanted, “Are you okay?”, she asked as she walked across the room and sat down on the edge of Erin’s bed.

“I’m fine Mom,” Erin said as she smiled a little, looking over at her, “Just the talk we had and seeing Nick again. It’s just a little emotional that’s all considering everything that happened. He even said ‘Maybe we can get back together.’ But I don’t think that’ll ever happen. I don’t know if I can get over what he did. He just ended everything just like that,”

“You both chose school over your relationship. You were just eighteen,”

“I know, but I’m not eighteen anymore,”

“He’s not eighteen anymore,”

“I realize that,” Erin said as she turned around in her chair, looking at her mother, “I’m just not going back there again, that’s all. I came home so that I can work on my book and all, that’s all. I didn’t come home to get my heart broken again,” she said as she looked around her bedroom, “And I think I need to redecorate my bedroom. It’s a little out-dated,” she said as she looked up to see Nick standing there in her doorway and knocked on the door lightly, “Uh -”

“Hey,” Nick said as Mrs. Green turned around and looked at him. She turned her head back, looking at her daughter, “Did I interrupt something? Your dad said I could come up here -”

“Oh no,” Mrs. Green said as she stood up and turned around to walk out of the room, “You didn’t interrupt anything at all,” she said as she smiled, walking past him. Erin looked up at him and Nick put his hands in his pockets, not knowing what to say.

“Didn’t we just talk?” Erin asked as she crossed her right leg over the left, staring at him, “I mean,” she said as she looked around, “why are you coming up to my bedroom?”

“I wanted to talk to you some more,” Nick said as he looked around, “Can I come in or do you want me to stand in the door way?”

“You can come in,” Erin said as Nick walked into her bedroom, reaching behind him to shut the door, “What do you want to talk about?”, she asked as he walked across the room, sitting down on the corner of her bed, looking at her, “If it’s about why you’re not married – my mom told me the whole story, even though you told me some of it outside,”

“It’s about us,” Nick said as Erin looked down at her hands which were in her lap, “It’s just that I’ve been thinking about you a lot lately. Your mom told mine a few months ago that you would be coming home to live again and I couldn’t stop thinking about it. I like relived all of these memories and you come home and I see you again and you’re just as beautiful as you always were and -”

“You want it all again,” Erin said as she looked up at him, “But you’re the one that didn’t try to make it work. I tried,”

“I was young and stupid. I went to college without my girlfriend and there were all these things going on and I was a quarterback and could get anything I wanted and -”

“You liked that better than being my boyfriend,”

“At the time, yeah,”

“Nice, while I sat at college heartbroken,”

“I’m sorry,” Nick whispered as he looked down at the floor, “But you’re single and I’m single and we have this whole history, why can’t we just give it another chance?”

“Because we have too much history?” Erin asked as Nick looked up at her, “I just, I came home to work. I didn’t come home to get back with you, especially on the first day okay? It took me too long to try to get over you -”

“Try to get over me?” Nick asked as Erin looked away. She wanted to hit herself in the head for saying that because she knew she had already let it slip, “Does that mean that you aren’t over me?”

“I don’t know,” Erin said as she looked back at him, “I loved you, you know? You were my first kiss. You were my first boyfriend. You were the first person I made love with. I wanted to spend the rest of my life with you. I had our wedding planned, our guest list set and I knew what our kids’ names were going to be,” she said as Nick smiled a little, “But that all stopped a long, long time ago,”

“But it didn’t die?” Nick said as Erin looked down, “I don’t wanna seem pushy,” Erin snorted in return, “but I saw you today and I knew everything that I’ve been feeling the past few months, all of these old feelings, they didn’t die. I had to go out and experience life a little to know that you’re what I want and what I need and I did that.”

“I did too,” Erin said as she stared at him, “But what does that mean? It just means we grew up. You got married and I moved away from here and went to college and lived on my own for like, um, five years, and -”

“You’re the same person -”

“I’m not the same person, I grew up. I’m not this innocent -”

“You were never innocent,”

“Shut up and let me finish,” Erin said as she uncrossed her legs and stood up, walking around her room as Nick watched her, “I’m not the same girl that used to lust after you when we were younger. I’m not the same girl that used to play MASH, hoping that we would get the mansion, the Mercedes, and the three kids. I’m grown and I have my career and -”

“you can’t get over me?”

“I never said that,”

“You sort of did,” Nick said as Erin crossed her arms, looking at him. He stood up, walking up to her, and looked down into her eyes, “I never got over you. You know why I married her? She reminded me of you. That’s why,”

“Is that a compliment?” Erin asked softly as Nick gave her a little smirk and rolled his eyes, looking back into hers.

“Yeah it is. I married her because she reminded me of you and I missed you so much, but I just figured you wanted away from your little high school boyfriend and to grow up in your big city,”

“I just wanted you,”

“You did?”

“It was always you,” Erin said as Nick smiled at her, “And why are you making me tell you this? God you have this like unlawful power over me and I can’t take it. Why do you think I just ignored you the whole time? I knew this would happen. It didn’t matter if you were married or not. It was just always you, ever since we were kids, it was always you,” she said as she walked up closer to him, moving her arms around his neck, hugging him lightly. Nick wrapped his around her, pulling her closer to him and rested his face in the crook of her neck, smelling her hair and smiled.

One look and I was hooked
One touch was all it took
Your lips, your velvet skin
Pulled me over and under and in
To love you once
Baby to love you once
Baby to love you once
Is to love you forever