Not really sure how to feel about it.
Something in the way you move
Makes me feel like I can't live without you.
It takes me all the way.
I want you to stay.

The air in the small RV begins to feel thick and she can hardly breathe now. As tears stream heavily from her eyes, her vision of him across the room becomes blurry. She barely sees when he runs his hands through his hair in frustration, the last half hour weighing heavily on him. She lifts her hands and wipes her eyes, trying to appear a little less pathetic, determined to get it together.

He stays quiet as she tries to compose herself. He shifts his weight awkwardly from one foot to the other all the while trying hard to avoid eye contact. Anything he says might make things worse so he waits anxiously for her to dictate the next step. He focuses instead on the rising and falling of her small chest. Rise...Fall...Up...Down.

"How did we even get to this point?" she finally speaks up. Fewer tears are escaping her eyes though her breathing is shallow. "I mean, we're supposed to be this great couple, how did we end up here?"

The desperation in her voice makes him look up into her eyes. He notices the need in them, though he isn't sure what exactly it is that she wants from him. For three years he has tried to give her everything her other boyfriends hadn't been capable of and still. The romance, the constant confirmation that he does, in fact, love her. For whatever reason, it still hadn't enough.

"I don't know Tori" is all he says.

Even though she's standing mere steps from him, she feels a distance between them that can not be measured. Perhaps it is the months of pointless arguments and disagreements finally catching up with them. Maybe it's that they both feel a sense of defeat when it comes to their relationship. Why fight for something that takes so much effort? What benefits are there?

She shakes her head slowly and looks down at the carpet. "This isn't supposed to be this hard" she says, her voice barely audible.

"What?" he asks, not having heard her.

She looks up and into his eyes. "I said this isn't supposed to be this hard" she repeats.

He takes a deep breath and takes a few steps closer to her, making sure to still leave some space between them. "It isn't supposed to be easy Tor. If it's so easy, everyone would have it."

"Yeah, I guess" she replies. She tightens her jaw and inhales in an attempt to keep from crying again. Truthfully, this has been her first real relationship. All the other guys she's dated throughout the years have turned out to be just short stops along the way .It wasn't until she started dating Beck that she started to understand why people yearned to be loved. Prior to him, she had a one-track mind in which her dreams came before anyone else. Now, she thinks about him and how she can make him happy. She thinks about them and a future with him.

"Hey," he says as he further closes the gap between them, "I don't like it when you cry."

She laughs and the corners of his lips curl into a smile. He reaches over to her and takes her hands in his. "Come here" he says and pulls her into him. As his arms wrap around her, Tori feels herself relax. The warmth of his body and the faint smell of his cologne and shampoo are enough to make her feel better. Gently, he runs his hands up her back and through her long hair.

"I know" she whispers.

Beck brings his hands from her hair to her face and wipes away the few tears on her cheeks. He looks smiles again as her eyes become fixed on his. Tori shyly looks away and smiles as well.

"I never meant for us to get to this point" he tells her, his expression becoming more somber. His hands drop down to his sides and he takes a step back.

"I don't think either of us did" she responds, instantly missing the closeness.

"I think relationships get harder after a while" he says.

"Why?" she asks him.

Beck simply shakes his head from side to side and shrugs his shoulders.

"Everyone always says how perfect we are together. Why is it so hard then?" she presses on.

"We're not perfect Tor. We have our issues just like every other couple. We don't get a free pass just because everyone else thinks we do. We have to work at it too."

She takes a moment to digest his words. Maybe she did get carried away by what everyone else thought about them or maybe she got comfortable knowing that they are so good for each other. Surely they are the exception to the rules, right? She shakes her head, answering her own question. Of course they aren't. They're just two people trying to figure out how to fit into each other's lives.

Tori glances down at her watch and sees that it's almost midnight, an hour past the time she was supposed to be home. She sighs, not wanting to leave things unresolved between them. After thirty minutes of one of their worse arguments, they are finally starting to make some progress. "I should go" she says, her voice flat. She looks at him and sees the disappointment in his eyes. He nods slowly.

She closes her eyes, hating herself for having to walk away now. She turns her back to him slowly and starts walking the few feet to the door.

From a short distance, Beck watches as each step she takes becomes heavier than the last. The usual pep in her step isn't there and her curls don't bounce they way the always do. Something in the way she moves lets him know that he can't let her walk out.

"Tori" he calls out, forcing her to turn around once more and look at him.

"Yeah?"

Beck smiles when he sees her eyes light up at the sound of his voice. At that moment, he knows they will be fine. He knows that the pointless arguments are not going to be enough to break the bond they have formed during the last three years. He sighs in relief.

"Stay" he says.

"Beck, I can't" she says, though a small smile is forming on her lips.

Beck shrugs his shoulders. "Call your parents if you have to. I want you to stay."

Her smile widens and she nods her head. Quickly, she turns away from the door and walks towards him. Beck holds his arms out and when she reaches him, he wraps them around her.

Author's Note: Sorry it took a few days to upload this first story, my laptop broke down. Thanks to the (guest) who suggested this song. I hope you like it. I will update once more this week, so if you suggest a song stay tuned to see if I chose your suggestion for the next chapter. If you didn't suggest a song, maybe you should! Review and until next time!