A/N: THE SONG IS THIS CHAPTER I DO NOT OWN. IT IS SUNG BY TAYLOR SWIFT, SHE OWNS IT NOT ME!

Tori's Pov

I woke up freezing. Man, where was Seth when you needed him? I put on a sweatshirt and flipped onto my side to check my phone for any new messages. There was one from Seth. Don't freak, I gave him my number before I fell asleep last night. I opened and read the text,

U? Me? Date 2day? Noon?

I smiled to myself before replying,

Sure can't wait. Xoxo Tori

I got out of bed to get ready. I had an hour and a half before noon. I put on a black short sleeved shirt, and jean shorts. I put on make up and sunscreen. I put on my pink flip flops that showed off my newly painted pink toes. The manicurist had put a white flower with a jewel in the middle of it on my two big toes. A silver toe ring glistened in the morning sun. I straightened my hair while watching the morning news. It was supposed to be 80 degrees today, awesome!

Before I knew it, my doorbell was ringing. I jogged down the stairs yelling, "I'll get it." I opened my door to see Seth standing there with no shirt on, not that I was complaining. "Hey, come on in. Are we going swimming?" I asked, indicating to his bare chest. He shrugged. "Sure. I don't see why not. I mean, if you want too." He offered. I nodded and told him I'd be right back. "Just make yourself at home. The worst that is going to happen is you're going to see my sister, who isn't a morning person." I chuckled, whispering the last part quietly. He laughed at sat down on the couch. After he sat down, I sprinted up the stairs. My parents went back to Missouri to double check that we weren't missing anything. My horse, Cookie, was being put in a stable just out of Forks.

I reached my room and pulled out a green and white striped bikini. I put my hair up in a pony tail and ran back down the stairs with my original clothes on top. "Taylor, I'm going to the beach." I called, dragging Seth out the door. Our house was a beach house; you could just literally step out on the sand. We walked on the beach for a couple of minutes before he picked me up bridal style and ran to the cliffs. He paused at the edge of the cliff. (The low cliff.) I climbed out of his arms and onto his back; I snuck around and gave him a kiss on the cheek. He laughed and leapt off. I squealed at the quick adrenaline rush. The warm water pierced our toes first. Then it was covering all of us, fast. I swam to the surface of the water. Seth was already there, waiting for me. He hugged me tightly, placing a kiss on my wet head. "Your hair smells good." He randomly stated. I rolled my eyes and kissed him. I reached up and smelled his hair, "Ditto." I suppressed a grin. "No. Seriously, what shampoo do you use?" he said, curiously. "Um… Suave Sleek." I told him. "What shampoo do you use?" I asked in an odd tone. "Axe." He snorted. This was a really weird conversation to have while your swimming.

I giggled as he pulled me towards shore, holding me at the waist. We got out of the water. Seth handed me the towel I had packed. I had brought an extra large (one I stole from my dad) one so that Seth would have part of a towel too. I wound the towel around him and sat in his lap. We talked and talked and talked. We talked for an hour. We talked about favorites, school, his werewolf being, and one thing we had in common: how much we had missed each other over the years. I loved how comfortable we were together. How we could rely on each other so much.

We left the beach when we were hungry. I liked to cook, so we headed back to my house. I got out all of the ingredients needed for fried eggs and bacon and got to it. We had a TV in our kitchen so I cooked while Seth watched a Washington football game. I placed the six fried eggs and five pieces of bacon on a plate in front of him and sat down to eat my plate of two eggs and three pieces of bacon. It was amazing to watch him eat. It was like a bottomless pit. I poured him a big glass of coke and watched him down it in a minute. "Jesus." I whispered when he was done. He laughed and turned off the TV that had been on mute. At that moment my sister walked in. "Hey Tay," I signaled, making her turn around. "You remember Seth?" I asked her. "Oh hey," her high voice chimed. "Hi." Seth said, giving her a hug. She pulled some pizza out of the refrigerator and placed it in the microwave. After the beeping was done, she sat across from us and ate her pizza. I grabbed Seth's hand across from mine and squeezed it. Taylor teasingly raised her eye brows. Seth and I blushed scarlet red and I decided we should just go up to my room. We laughed all the way up to my room, leaving Taylor downstairs on the phone with her boyfriend. I turned on the radio when we got up stairs to a nice country station I liked.

I sat down on the bed and watched Seth stare at the guitar in the corner. "Do you play?" He asked me. I shrugged. "Yeah, but I'm not good." I said. "Play something." He told me handing the guitar to me. I shrugged and strummed a couple of cords,

I've never gone with the wind

Just let it flow

Let it take me where it wants to go

Till you open the door

There's so much more

I've never seen it before

I was trying to fly

But I couldn't find wings

Then you came along

And you changed everything

You lift my feet off the ground

Spin me around

You make me crazier, crazier

Feels like I'm falling and I

I'm lost in your eyes

You make me crazier,

Crazier, crazier

Watched from a distance as you

Made life your own

Every sky was your own kind of blue

And I wanted to know

How that would feel

And you made it so real

You showed me something that I couldn't see

You opened my eyes and you made me believe

You lift my feet off the ground'

Spin me around

You make me crazier, crazier

Feels like I'm falling and I

I'm lost in your eyes

You make me crazier,

Crazier, crazier,

ohh...

Baby, you showed me what living is for

I don't want to hide anymore... more...

You lift my feet off the ground,

spin me around

You make me crazier, crazier

Feels like I'm falling and I

I'm lost in your eyes

You make me crazier,

Crazier, crazier

Crazier, crazier

He kissed me gently as I laid the guitar down. I snuggled into his chest and fell asleep there. That was the first night he spent the night.