So, this story is based on Taylor Swift´s song "All Too Well" (hence the title of the story). Don´t forget to review, say whatever you want, even if you didn´t like the fic, tell me what I´m doing wrong and I´ll try to fix it.
I don´t own Glee (if I did, it wouldn´t be such a crappy show). I don´t own the Taylor Swift song. All rights goes to Fox and Taylor Swift.
"Life's short, you have to enjoy the little things, the simple things. Time goes by too fast, and you'll never know what will happen tommorow. And something that starts little but turn out to be a big part of your life, might go away in a second. And all is left are the memories. Memories that, now, you wish it could happen again. Now you wish that those little things would keep on happening forever and ever..."
That summer is something she would do again. That summer that felt like would never end, but it did. And now from the big windows in her room, she can see that convertible, a red mustang, racing down the street. And just the sight, for a couple of seconds, of that car brought back so many memories.
His blond hair was all messed up because of the wind. He was singing some song, just belting out loud whatever was on the radio, while driving around the city. She was laughing like crazy, she realized she was happy like she has never been before. Sam was a goofball. with him she would do stuff, she would'nt do with anyone else.
Then, while he was driving down the main street of their little town, he just stopped singing. He looked at her, smiling, and just kept staring, forgeting about anything else.
"Sam, look at the road!" He did, but every once in a while he would look back at her. And he would smile at her like she was the only reason to live, and to him, at the time, she was.
But now that was just a memory. All the good times were gone. All the little things were gone. He was gone, and that´s what she misses the most.
Suddenly, her phone rings, and all of her thoughts goes away. She looks at the phone screen and she sees his name. That breaks her heart, because she knows that can´t be good.
"Hello"
"Hey, soo… it´s Sam. Hi"
"Hey, Sam. How are you?"
"I´m good. So, I got a box with a bunch of your stuff, maybe you can pick it up later."
"Yeah, sure. I will"
"Great! I´ll see you later then!"
"See you later then"
She hangs up the phone. It´s over, he´s moved on. She gets up, and starts to pick up his old stuff. And then she realizes that he still have that scarf. The one she forgot in his house when they started dating.