Maybe it was the way they seemed to sync together, their movements mirroring each other, never more than a breath behind the other.

Maybe it was the way they seemed to fit so well together, her sliding into the place under his arm as if it was where she was meant to be her whole life.

Maybe it was the way she wore his flannels, tucking them into her jeans- proudly displaying the fact that she was his, and his alone.

Maybe it was the way he always had a scrunchie around his wrist, ready to twist her hair up and away from her face at a moments notice.

Maybe it was the way they said I love you's, breathing the words in the quiet in between spaces- mouthing the words against the other's skin.

Maybe it was here, when they first met- and their story started, maybe that is when they knew that they were goners.  

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this story is
dedicated to
herafterheart
thank you for inspiring me
to write more than i already do.

as always i don't own the twilight saga
those rights belong to stephenie meyer.
i do however own my oc as well as any additional
ocs or non cannon plot lines.

enjoy <3