It was around 4 in the afternoon when I left. When I arrived it took me another 45 minutes to find his house. I prepared myself. Smoothed out my shirt, fixed my hair and makeup. I had to be prepared to fight for what I wanted. And what I wanted was him.

I pulled my sisters focus up against the curb. I saw Cam's truck out front. I knew this was the place. It looks just like the pictures he sent me. I turned off the engine and headed towards the house. Nobody seemed to be home. I knocked. No answer. Knocked again.

I know this seems creepy, but I was left with nothing else to do. I checked his Facerange. How could I have been so stupid? Of course! It's Tuesday! He has a game tonight! I drove myself over to the rink. When I entered the stands, they were packed full. The game had a lot more fans than our Ice Hounds games ever had. I struggled to find a place to sit. But I managed.

This game was so intense. I had never seen hockey this rough. It was so different than the games I had watched Cam play back at home. It was 2 minutes into the second period. There he was. Number 67. Campbell Saunders, the boy who once loved me. I know people normally get over things like the eyes, the hair, but I never will. Watching the game made me upset. He didn't know I was there. There was no looks, no winks, no smiles. Of course my bo- Cam did amazing. He always does. After the game, screaming fans flooded the sides of the bleachers, just begging to catch a glimpse of the players walking underneath. I wanted to so bad. I wanted to run to him. To have him call to me as the other players pushed him down the hall. That is all I wanted. But I didn't have any of that anymore.

I did stay on the bleachers. Like the first time. I waited for Cam. The Cam I knew wasn't coming. I watched the ice being cleaned. It wasn't the same. This time, it was a sad watch, before, I was excited. Excited to see Cam. I started to sob. I couldn't control myself. Then, a bang... Something was dropped to the ground. I felt a warmth on each side of my body. I wiped my eyes and looked up. Cam. He had sat down behind me like the very first time I came to his game. He wrapped his arms around my waist, I could feel the heat coming off his body. The sweat on his forehead. He kissed my cheek, then buried his head in my neck and gave me a couple of kisses on the side of my neck.

"Ca-am." I choked back tears.

"Just like the first time you came to watch me." he whispered.

So, like the first time, I turned to face him. Crossed my legs.

"The only part I don't like about you coming to watch me is..." he started.

"Me, getting to see you mess up. Like when you hit that guy with both hands on the stick and no part of the stick on the ice, or... cross checked him?" I finished.

"Maya... You..." he started to cry.

"Listen to me." I said, taking his hands. "I made a mistake with Zig. "

"I know that."

"Shh! I'm not done. I made a mistake with Zig, but the bigger mistake I made was letting you come here without me."

"You couldn't have come."

"I could have tried. I could have drove down to see you more."

"I know you messed up Maya, but I just can't let you go. I understand why you did it. You're only human. I am still mad at you. But I love you, my little hockey fan."

"I love you too."

I drove him back to his place. We both went inside and sat on the couch.

"This is weird. You being all grown up and having your own place." I commented.

"Tell me about it."

He moved closer to me, and gently placed his arm around me. I turned sideways on the couch so I was facing him. I noticed something. Something above his left eyebrow... The scar. I started tracing it with my finger.

"Maya. We have been through too much for me to just let that break us up. I partly blame myself. I shouldn't have left." He told me.

"I missed you so much." I said pulling him towards me by the collar of his shirt.

He softly planted his lips on mine. I have to admit, since he moved, he has gotten a lot stronger. He picked me up and carried me to his bedroom. The faint smell of hockey equipment. Typical. He laid me down on my back and climbed on top of me. He was slowly leaning down to kiss me. First my forehead, nose then my mouth. I think we both knew nothing more than kissing was going to happen, and I think we were both okay with that. After a while, cam took off his shirt and his pants, crawling into bed in his boxers. He gave me a baggy shirt to sleep in. I cuddled in next to him after I turned off the lights.

"It's good to have you back." he told me.

"Now, don't ever leave again." I whispered. My mind started wandering and just as I was about to drift off to sleep, I started giggling.

"What's so funny, Missy?" he asked.

" I am going to be in so much trouble tomorrow.'

Cam smiled and kissed me on the forehead. We fell asleep in each others arms.

The next morning when I woke up, he wasn't beside me. I walked out into the kitchen to see him standing there. Waiting for me. He had on dress pants, with a light blue shirt and a black tie. There was music playing. His CD, that he had recorded of love songs. When he saw me come around the corner, he got down on one knee and pulled out a box.

"Maya... Will you marry me?" He asked, opening the box to show a beautiful ring. I covered my gaping mouth with my hands and started to cry. I nodded and he stood he walked over to me with a smile on his face. He slipped the ring on my finger and embraced me in a hug.

"Now I know, this won't be until after you're done school. But one day... Okay snow bunny?"

I was crying so hard I couldn't respond. I just nodded and snuggled into his warm embrace. That day I left for home. Cam walked me out to my car. We had a long kiss goodbye, I left his place with a smile on my face and a new commitment for forever.