The picture perfect memories were scattered all around the floor. She's reaching for the phone because she can't fight it anymore.

The pain and heartache are taking over her every waking being.

Do I ever cross your mind? She wonders

It happens all the time for her

Do you know how some people lose control after a huge breakup? Like they can't deal with it?

That's her.

It's quarter after one, 1:15AM, as she says "I need you now."

She said she wouldn't call again, but she's lost all control so she's saying "I need you now."

She doesn't know how she can do without him, it hasn't worked out well so far.

All she knows is that she needs him now.

He takes another shot of whiskey, and he can't stop looking at the door

All he wishes is that she would come sweeping in the way she did before

She was his beauty. His everything. They had a fight and broke up a month ago. But....

He hasn't been the same.

Do I ever cross your mind? He wonders as he downs the alcoholic drink

It happens all the time for him.

It's quarter after one, 1:15AM, and he slurs "I need you now."

He stated he wouldn't call, but he's drunk and he's saying "I need you now" in his drunken state.

He doesn't know how he can go without him, it has just resulted in drink after drink after drink.

All he knows is he needs her now.

She jumped in the taxi, telling him to head to the masquerade dance.

He jogged out of the bar, running to the dance.

He runs inside, looking for her.

She quickly pays the driver and runs inside, heels clicking against the cement sidewalk.

She looks around for him, which she thinks should be easy since he's 6'3.

He weaves through the crowd in black, all dancing up a storm.

She slips through men and women, all buzzed from the beverages served there.

He spots her, stopping and eyes full of hope.

She finds him, and runs to him.

He does the same.

She reaches him.

He caresses her cheek with his thumb, resting their foreheads together.

She closes the space between them, locking them in a sweet kiss.

He pulls back and rests their foreheads back together.

I need you. They both think. And they decide to vocalize their inner speech.

"I need you now Krystalle."

"I need you now Scott."

Soooo my mom was listening to a vvv sad song called Need You Now by Lady Antebellum and I got inspired to write this. And I chose Scott and Krystalle because why not?

Note: These events have nothing to do with Stitches and Scars. This was for shits and giggles.

Bye guys!!