New story... Based off all the fics I have read.

Summer autumn winter spring.

He was always the perfect one. Everyone loved him. He was a role model and a bad boy at the same time. Girls were always attracted to bad boys, and she was not an exception. When she found out he had a crush on her, the good girl, to say she was ecstatic would be a huge understatement. He asked her out, and she accepted immediately. It was Spring.

Days turned into months and then years. Their relationship bloomed like a flower, she liked to say. He would always tease her about this. They had picnics, long walks, romantic candlelight dinners. They couldn't be happier. He asked for her hand after five years of dating, she agreed. They got married that summer.

Marriage life was easy. She could not understand at all why most married couples would say otherwise. They spent their first few years in a honeymoon period before decided to try for a baby on their third. After many times, and still with one single line on the tests, he started to get frustrated. He would lash out, but there was never abuse. He love her too much to do that. One day, they had a huge fight. She had suspected he was having an affair and he had stormed out. She was left alone in the house, sobbing her heart out, that lonely night in autumn.

It was cold. Freezing, in fact. She stood up from the bed, grabbed a sweater and wore it. Looking at the snow falling softly outside the window, she stifled a sob and brushed her tears away. Perhaps, this was it. She was disappointed as well, who wouldn't be at the constant negative answers? She had thought they were strong enough... Apparently not.
A bang on the door startled her, and she picked herself up, heading towards the door. Opening the door, he stepped in. He was shivering from the chill, and had snow in his hair. He was angry, and yet, he couldn't be more handsome at this point. She hurried to the kitchen, prepared a mug of hot chocolate and started the fire in the fireplace. He clutched the mug in his hands, and turned to her, an expression of hurt in his face. She turned away, her heart clenching for she had caused this. Swallowing, he cradled her face gently, and kissed her, pouring all his love into the simple kiss. When they parted, breathing heavily, he hugged her tightly before saying, "I love you. I always have, and always will. You complete me. I cannot live without you. You are my best friend, my partner, my other half, my soulmate. What would I do without you? Please forgive me for these late nights, for lashing out."

She left his embrace, and muttered quietly, "I'm pregnant."

Summer, autumn, winter, spring. Just the simple four seasons of life, and yet a big deal. The ending comes to a close, and the beautiful beginning of a winter begins.

Been long since I wrote a story or a drabble. Here goes, one based off a friend's story.

You see him at the bus stop, your bus stop. He turned, and for a moment, your eyes lock. You wish to continue this game, but he drops it and looks away. 

You see him next near your workplace. You look at him, and decides to offer a smile. He looks at you... as if studying you, and then he turns away, muttering to himself. You are disappointed. You tell yourself it will never work, and you decide to finally believe that girls should never make the first move. 

You complain, you rant. Everyone tries to appease you, telling you that perhaps, it is just a passing fancy, and you will get over it. You know it isn't true, but you nod your head at their words. You offer up prayers, you consult your mother, you asked for guidance. Their words help, but it isn't enough. You finally decide to just observe him from afar, and although it hurts and your heart burns, it is enough.

Then one day, on a day where everything just went wrong, you spot him at the bus stop. You quickly turned away, perhaps thinking that it is just your luck, that nothing is going to happen when he walks up to you and says one word, which just melts you. 

"Hi." 

And it is enough.