AN: It's amazing the things you can come up with at 3:30 am. This isn't going to be a full on story, it's more like a fewshot. But I still don't know how many parts. lol. Oh, this is obviously AU and I don't own anything.

Prologue

They shared everything, and anything with each other. Growing up they were best friends and when they were old enough to know what it meant to have a relationship, they shared that too.

Ever since they could remember, it had always been about them. They learned how to ride their bikes together, went to school for the first time together, and they had their first kiss together. When they were older and watched as their friends broke up and got together with so many people it was hard to keep track, they decided to try and see other people.

But after a few failed attempts at trying it with other people, they knew there wasn't anyone else they wanted to be with. They fought, they got back together, fought again and got back together again. But despite it all, despite everything they had been through, it always came down to the two of them. They always chose each other in the end.

What they had was something sweet and almost too good to be true. Everyone who knew them wanted what they had and tried to find it, but it was something that could never be duplicated.

Naturally, they thought after high school they would go off to college together and afterwards they would spend the rest of their lives together, but fate had something else in mind.

Music had always been his passion and she had always loved photography. They had both applied to the same art schools but when he was signed to G Major records and she was accepted into Parson's photography program, it was clear that their plans would have to take a drastic turn.

They tried the long distance relationship, but it was just unrealistic to try and keep it going. They kept in touch throughout it all, but over time the daily phone calls and conversations turned into once a week 20-minute conversations. And as he became more and more popular and she started her internship, those phone calls turned into weekly emails and those eventually turned into emails that came once every few months.

It's not that they didn't want to keep in touch; it's just that they kind of outgrew each other. They would always be best friends, but maybe they were suited to be just that. Friends.

So here she was, eight years later and coming back to Toronto for the first time. Eight years. A lot can happen in eight years. People can grow up and change; they can fall in love and start lives with others.

She had no idea what to expect when she came home. Her emotions were a mix between excitement and nervousness. She had emailed Tommy before she left New York but hadn't heard back from him so she wasn't sure if he was going to be at the restaurant her family had arranged for all of them to meet at.

There wasn't time to stop by her parent's house when she got in so she would be seeing everyone at the same time. As the cab pulled up in front of the restaurant, the butterflies in her stomach only intensified as her heart beat even faster she thought it was going to explode out of her chest.

Eight years. Who knew what was going to happen now that she was home.