Still Into You.

"Take it slow this time, yeah?"

You had said weeks ago. And did Natalie want to take it slow?

NOPE!

But, but, but, but, she'd take it slow for you. Again. Whatever it takes to get you back in her arms. Whatever brings your lips back to hers and your heartbeat against her ear. She'll take it.

So what happened for you to tell her to keep it slow?

Well...

You two used to date—she would flirt on field, in the locker rooms, anywhere until she could get you back to her trailer to blast Nirvana while making out or cuddling. It was perfect. In a way. And then she started drinking and smoking more, leaving you worried and exhausted after having to nurse her all night, just for Natalie to do it again in the morning. She started flirting with other guys, teasing and on-top-of-the-clothes stuff.

So you broke up with her (common sense).

Though, she was still into you. Very into you.

And ever since the plane crash in the middle of bum- nowhere, surrounded by trees and your soccer teammates, she wanted to make amends. Just in case y'all died. And by amends, she means: "get back to together" type of making it up to you.

And you did eventually come around after she proved it to you—(continously pleading and begging while you tried to sleep, avoiding any male species while surviving out here and even in the cabin, always helping out, stuff like that). But, on one condition:

Take it slow.

Natalie wasn't one for that, you know? She was normally a 'em then dump 'em since the alcohol.

But it was you. And she'd do anything for you.

So while in the little borrowed time you had in the cabin, peace and quiet with the sun shining, she took that as a chance to play Paramore and, whatcha think, make out.

I don't know why I keep making yall cheerleaders, but I'll change if someone asks for a request.