I was collecting the coins from the back of the Space Invaders machine when you walked in. I'd never seen you around before, but for some reason I could tell you weren't new in town. The funny thing about it all though, was that the old, battered but still working pinball machine that I had sworn I'd never touch again was what kick-started our friendship. { slow updates }

▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬ A collection of one-shots that I have written all based on songs. ❝ His musky cologne enveloped me, assaulting my senses. I found myself lost in each breath, each touch. Legs tangled, hands intertwined, bodies pressed together, this moment couldn't have been more perfect. ❞ © afterthehurricane 2013. All rights reserved.

Letters To Titus; {21 Memories} ▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬ Titus's stormy grey eyes bore into mine, making my chest tighten. A single thought plagued me. "Could this love get anymore difficult?" As the words flew out of my mouth, the corner of his mouth tipped up, and Titus smirked at me. I guess we both knew the answer to that question. ▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬ Have you ever met someone capable of changing your entire life? Have you ever met someone who's able to change your perspective completely, make you see things differently? Have you ever met someone who showed you how to live your life to the fullest? Have you ever met someone capable of making you love? Paloma has. She met Titus. And Titus met her. Together, they created a love that could only have a disastrous ending. And this is their sad love story.