Endless Summer Chapter 2: Say Goodbye, a wrestling fanfic

A/N: Sorry for the lack of updates, my internet was all weird before, but not it's fine. Expect a few more updated :-)
Also, the song Endless Summer is by Ashlee Simpson :-)

Chapter Two

After the sun was high up in the sky and the day had begun, the two went back inside John's parent's holiday villa. The two washed up and got dressed, Torrie made breakfast for the two.

"How perfect is this place?" asked Torrie with a smile, her smile soon dropped into a frown. "I'd hate to leave this place…"

"Especially because of the beach that's right outside, am I right?" chuckled John as he looked into the refrigerator.

"No, it's just that, leaving this place means… l-leaving y-you…" she stuttered.

"Come on Torrie," he sighed. "We had fun, let's just leave it at that ok… don't ruin my mood,"

"I'm sorry," she apologized as she walked over to him and wrapped her arms around his solid, muscular waist. "It's just that, I really don't want this to end."

"I don't too you know," he sighed in frustration. "I just wish I didn't have to go to wrestling school,"

"Don't then," she said, kissing his shoulder.

"It's my dream Tor,"

"Yeah…" she shrugged as she let go of him and walked over to the couches and lay down on it. "Do you think it would have been better if we never had met?"

"W-what?" he asked in shock, slamming the fridge door shut, he grabbed his plate of food and stuffed it in his mouth.

"You heard me…"

"Well I don't know," he shrugged, "I've had so much fun, I really have…"

"Fun? Is everything just for fun?" she asked in disgust, rolling her eyes at him.

"Yeah," he said with his mouth full of food.

"So, this was just a fling?"

"Well yeah, I mean… doh we weren't gonna get married. We knew I was going to leave but still we kept seeing each other…"

"Well I don't know… hmm maybe we were in love?" she said sarcastically. He smirked.

"We're too young to be in love," he said softly with a smile.

"What the Hell are you talking about, you tell me you're in love with me and now you're talking a load of nonsense, saying that you're not?!" Torrie shrieked, she got up off her seat and glared at John.

"Of course I love you!" he assured her as he stood up and followed her around the room.

"I don't wanna hear it," she sighed.

"But there are two loves in my life," he explained. "Wrestling and you. It's a hard decision to make you know!"

"Yeah… real hard!" she said sarcastically, rolling her eyes. He shook his head and grabbed her by the wrist. "Don't touch me!"

"Oh come on!"

"Don't 'Oh come on!' me ok? You can wrestle any time you want ok, but true love is hard to find!"

"No it's not…" he argued. "I mean, we fell in love in three weeks! But this wrestling opportunity is once in a lifetime! We aren't desperately in love anyway!"

"Well I am," she sobbed with tears dripping down her face, she rubbed them away angrily as she sat down on the floor.

"Don't cry," he sighed in frustration. "You're not the one who's making the hard decisions here,"

"Oh really?" she sniffed. "So I broke up with my long-term boyfriend just to see you – now that isn't a hard decision?"

"No," he chuckled.

"It's not funny," she said in a strict tone.

"I know it's not but, you can get any guy you want, why me?"

"So you're saying you don't want me?"

"No, I'm asking you, why do you want me,"

"Well cos you're extremely lovable... and hot," she smiled.

"That is true," he joked, trying to get her to cheer up. She looked at him and frowned. "What?"

"Screw it John, you can wrestle anybody and whoever you want, anytime! Heck, you'd probably break your head and die on the way, or something like that… But you will never, ever, ever, ever, EVER… fall in love again!" she said fiercely.

"Oh you'd be surprised!" he said arrogantly with his arms folded and a lop-sided smile. "You say that as if you're my first girlfriend or something!"

"Well I'm your first hot girlfriend!"

"Actually…" he said scratching the back of his neck. "I've had hotter,"

"I hate you," she glared. "And I'm being serious as well, you can't take ANYTHING seriously can you? You always have to mess around! Always, always, always!"

"I'm being serious ok! And YOU have a problem with being such an uptight bitch!" he said angrily. "You're just so fussy and you make everything about you! You take everything far too seriously as well! This was a summer romance for crying out loud! I wasn't gonna settle down with you! I wasn't gonna marry you! I hate that you have your life planned out to the minute, don't you just live for the moment? Can't you be a little less carefree? I mean, take a chill pill or be more laid-back. Don't get a stroke or anything… God…"

She looked down on the floor embarrassedly, biting her bottom lip. John breathed heavily, his face red and hot. He then shook his head and regretted what he had just said to her.

"I'm sorry Torr," he apologized in a softer tone, looking sorry.

"No," she said firmly, "You aren't sorry. I should be sorry, I mean I am SUCH a bitch! I should just leave instead of wasting your time!"

"No, don't be like that!" he groaned as he threw his arms up. He was annoyed at how she always had to make a scene out of something small.

"No! You're absolutely right!" she said heading to the bedroom and throwing her belongings into her rucksack. "I'm just too serious! I mean, we're eighteen – almost nineteen – why do we need to be serious?" John rolled his eyes at her sarcastic comment.

"Look I'm sorry…"

"Yeah right! Sorry – you say that word ALL the time, but you don't even mean it! You say it so often, but you repeat the same mistakes over and over again. 'Sorry' is totally meaningless to you!" she shouted in annoyance. She left the room and picked up her beach towel on the kitchen stool.

"But I REALLY am sorry! Genuinely!" he said grabbing her hand and gripping it tightly.

"John, let go of my hand, clotting my blood circulation won't kill me ok?" she said, he smirked before stepping in front of her.

"Please don't go. We have a few hours left, we could spend more time with each other!"

"Not that you'd really want to spend time with me anyway" she said as she headed to the entrance door, she reached for the handle but he put his foot against the door. "Step aside!"

"I love you, please stay" he pleaded. He then kissed her hungrily on the lips, his hands cupping her face tightly. His hands then slipped around her waist and he rested his head on her shoulder.

"John, no! We are not going to do this again!" she screamed pushing him away coldly, his back hitting the door shut. Never had he felt so rejected, he almost wanted to cry. He watched her straighten her crumpled shirt and opened the door for her. As sad as he was to leave her, he had let her go.

"Goodbye John, I hope I've been a good shag…" she said harshly, glaring at him as she walked out of the door. She walked straight ahead, not looking back once. She didn't want him to see how hard she was crying. She bit her lip and held it in and let the tears pour down, it always hurts when you bottle up your emotions inside of you. She brought her purse out of her bag and took the picture she and John had taken and tore John's picture away, throwing it behind her.

"Goodbye John," she mumbled. "I'll never forget you,"

He watched her leave, that'd be the last time he'd ever see her. He sighed as he wiped a tear away from his eye. She wasn't anything to cry about, he assured himself. She was his first girlfriend, but definitely not his last. What he said to her was harsh and people go over the edge and say something they don't really mean when their angry – and that's exactly what happened to John. He knew that once she walked out, she would never come back to him again. He would always remember her though, and always have a place for her in his heart.

We laughed, we cried
And all the while we felt so alive
It was you and me

You grabbed my hand and made me see
What it could feel like
And what it might be like
You wrote my name in the sand

In this endless summer
We will be together
And i dont want this feeling to ever end
Looking back in november
Feel the sun and remember
That when our time has finally come to pass
Somethings last
Somethings always last

Save goodbye
Keep it frozen in december
I need the high
To get me through the ever after
Cause now that it feels like
Its far from what it was like
When you wrote our names in the sand

It's not what it feels like
Its far from what it was like
When i wrote our name in the sand
In this endless summer
We will be together
And i dont want this feeling to ever end

Looking back in november
Feel the sun and remember
That when our time has finally come to pass
Somethings last
Somethings always last
Somethings last
Somethings always last

We laughed, we cried
And all the while we felt so alive
It was you and me

A/N: How did you like it guys? Please read and review!

Remember...I heart Torrie and John!