I can't believe I am sitting on the stands, watching both Wesley and Fin play basketball. Well, it's more like practise.

Welsey is just helping Fin to get back to his groove and the enjoyment of the game, but I think what Wes doesn't realise, is that he is enjoying it too. I can see it in his face that he's been taken back to the good days, where basketball was his love.

I am now back at school and I can't say I missed it very much, but it doesn't mean I have to skip alot. I just wish to finish already.

I playfully roll my eyes when Wesley glances at me, throwing a wink my way before getting back to playing.

Gosh, he is such a show off, I swear.

I'm so fixed on watching them that I almost miss Callie and her cheerleading squad, along with a few guys from the basketball team enter the basketball court. I decide to ignore them and continue watching Wesley and Fin.

I see the guys join Wesley and Fin, I tense up when Wesley frowns abit, as they discuss something, only to relax when soon the frown disappears and a relaxed expression takes over his face.

They soon continue with the game.

My moment of enjoyment disappears, when I hear footsteps behind me, before people sit close behind me, way too close, might I add.

The sound of giggles has me rolling my eyes, since they sound so fake.

" Oh my gosh, Wesley looks so hot right now, doesn't he?" One girl says.

" Yeah, I wonder why he even bothered with that hoodie of his." Another one says.

" It was all a phase, Amber said it, girls. "

" She was right, infact, she's always right." The first girl says.

" Like the fact that she can get him if she so wanted." The second says.

In her dreams.

" Well, no one could try going up against her because what she wants, she gets." The third girl says.

" I don't even understand why some girls even dream of getting close to Wesley, not to mention any of the guys in the team. "

" Oh, you mean the nobody's, the unknowns, who belong to the dumpster."

Your ass is unknown.

I frown when I feel something hit me on my back. I glance over my shoulder to see what it was, and I finally see the three mosquitoes.

" Oh sorry, I didn't see you there." I recognise her by her voice, that she's the first girl who spoke.

I can see that she doesn't mean it.

I turn back around to watch the guys. I hear the small snickers before the kick continues on my back again.

" Oh sorry, I didn't see you again." The first girl says.

" Oh, I think that was me." The third girl says. " Sorry, uh, unknown person."

I hear them giggle this time, surely annoying now.

When I feel the shove on my back the third time, I quickly rise to my feet, grab the first girl's foot so fast and hard, that her body slides down the stand and she hits her head hard.

All the girls stare up at me with wide, shocked eyes.

" Don't you ever do that to me again, don't even think about breathing my way, or else I'll have you under my feet before you know it." I grit out these words, glaring at each of them.

I snatch my bag and storm off out of there, ignoring the attention, I seem to have earned.

I am fuming right now and I want to punch somebody so bad.

" Chloe?!" I keep on walking, trying to push back all the violent thoughts I have against those girls.

" Chloe, wait!" I'm jerked around, making my bag to fall to the floor.

" What?!" I huff, staring at him.

He doesn't say anything but stares at me. I find myself sighing out, when we continue looking at each other.

" You're upset right now." He says, pulling me close.

" I'm mad right now."

" Hmm." He nods, cradling my face and leaning in to capture my lips with his.

I sigh against him, all those ugly thoughts melting away along with those feelings, I melt into this feeling of being so close to him, enjoying his lips against mine.

" Should I take your place and go deal with them?" He says against my lips.

" I don't care about them." I say, my eyes fluttering open.

I take a few seconds to recover and get back to my surroundings, since I was so lost in his kiss.

I notice him looking at me strangely, as if he's amazed by something.

" What?" I ask curiously.

" You didn't protest or push me away." He whispers, before a soft smile takes over his face.

What is going on with him all of a sudden?

Our eyes connect through the bathroom mirror, when she enters into the bathroom. It's been so long since we've talked or been alone in one room. I guess today is the day, but I have no friendliness within me right now, since I'm being reminded of earlier with her friends.

I watch her with the corner of my eye, as she walks on to stand at the mirror next to mine, busy applying her lip gloss. She's ignoring me but I'm not bothered right now, since I'm in a foul mood.

" I don't know what your friends are trying to do, but they should stop." I speak up.

" I don't know what you're talking about." She says, washing her hands.

" You know perfectly well what I'm talking about." I turn to face her. " I'm going to say this once, since this might be the last time we talk. Tell them to back off or next time, I wont be so friendly in my warnings."

I walk out before she can say anything, feeling much better after letting it all out. I said what I needed to do and I think it was totally necessary.

As I head on to meet Wesley by his car, my eye catches sight of Amber standing a few feet from me, and this time, she's standing alone. I notice her watching me and by the corner of my eye, I give her a once off, sizing her up.

I tell myself to not bother giving her the time of day or else I'll get irritated. And I don't want to be irritated.

I reach Wesley, who's already waiting for me. He smiles at me and I smile at him, a good feeling already taking over as I look at him.

                          *******

He said I'm opening up to him while I say it's him, whose opening up to me.

He took me to his house and introduced me to his sister's room. Just like I had expected, it was so girly with pink being the main theme of the room. The room felt cold yet warm at the same time, I felt like I got to know Christy through his eyes and the memories.

She sounded like a sweet girl, who wore her heart out on her sleeves and enjoyed collecting music. There was so many CDs and musical records in there, it almost felt like I was at a record shop. The girl surely loved music.

So much emotion was present on Wesley's face, as he told me about her and some of the things she did. I found myself smiling throughout, listening to him tell me all the good stories.

What surprised me the most, nearly shocking me, was the fact that he admitted to being tired of holding a grudge against his father, and that fighting with him, is not what both his sister and mother would have wanted.

I asked him about the sudden change, and his answer did a number to my heart. He told me that he'd been feeling cold and empty, while entertaining all the negative feelings he had against his father, that during that time he cut off communication. He realized that he didn't want to lose that warm and good feeling he has been receiving in my presence.

He believes that if he holds on to those feelings of resentment, he's afraid that he might lose all the good moments when he's around me.

Letting go was the biggest step and he was willing, to set his sister free. These decisions he was suddenly making, felt right and a weight was lifting off his shoulders. Yes, he would miss Christy and ofcourse the memories would be there, but setting himself free from that guilt was no child's play, he was making peace with the fact that it wasn't his fault and that he did all he could, to be there for her.

A letter from her, in her last days, also played a role in helping him in this next step in his life. She had expressed how much he means to her, her decisions, her dreams for him and how much she loves him. Wesley told me that it felt like she was talking to him face to face.

The soft smile on his face as she spoke, made my heart to smile too.

                      *******

Looking at his side profile as we lay next to each other on his bed, I think about how he is such a nice guy yet he doesn't know it. He has a genuine heart that he is not aware of and similar to his sister, he wears his heart out on his sleeve, that and then some, makes him attractive.

I guess he feels me staring at him, and that's why he turns to look at me. We simply just stare at each other, letting our eyes to do the talking and get lost in conversation.

Our hearts reflect through our eyes right now, and we've both lost ourselves to this moment.

He suddenly smiles as if he understands something, just by looking into my eyes. I don't know how or why I notice it, but his smile changes, it's a different type of smile, it's one of contentment.

The longer I stare at him, the more my heart reacts and yet again, I smile, under the influence of his eyes, smiling at me.

Aiden calls me as I head up to my room. I turn back around and go on to the living room, where the pizza infront of him, tempts me so much that my stomach starts to grumble.

" I thought the pizza would have gotten your attention." He says.

" Well, it does now." I say, grabbing a piece and quickly placing it on a serviette, since it's still hot.

" Where's Ingrid?"

" She's gone back home."

" Did you two have a fight?"

" No, why would you think that?" He asks, surprised.

" Well, you two are always together, so it's kinda weird seeing the one without the other."

" Are you trying to say we are joined to the hip?" He asks in amusement.

" You said it, not me."

He playfully rolls his eyes.

" Anyway, I called you here because I wanted to talk to you about something."

I nod, gesturing for him to go on.

" It's about us possibly moving."

" Oh."

' I can't lose yet another person whom I care about Chloe. If you were to leave me, I'd probably lose my mind, you can't go. You can't leave me.'

Wesley's words ring into mind at the mention of leaving.

" I think we shouldn't leave just yet." My head snaps to Aiden.

" Really?"

" Leaving now just doesn't feel right, because for the first time, we've really settled well in a place. This place."

I nod, understanding his words.

" I've never seen you as comfortable anywhere, as I've seen it here."

I open my mouth to remind him of his words. " And I know what we said about being too comfortable. I just think this one time, let's try to make it work for a little bit longer, I mean, there hasn't been anything suspicious or to convince us to act now."

'What about the navy blue coloured truck you've been seeing? ' My conciousness reminds me.

' No, I saw that it was someone else but not him, I can't live a life of paranoia.' I answer it back.

" Chloe?" I snap out of my thoughts and look at him.

" What do you think? - I mean, this is our decision, not just mine. So do you want to stay a little bit longer?"

" Yeah, lets stay."

" Yeah?"

" Yes, I want to stay." I nod, being sure of my decision after pushing back every worrying thought.

I think of my time here in this place and how I've found my footing here. It's no longer just Aiden and me, but there are other people in our lives too and my thoughts, connect themselves to Wesley.

" And why are you smiling?"

" Huh?" I snap out of my thoughts.

" You were smiling just now."

Was I?

" Well I'm glad we had this talk, I'll be in my room if you need me big brother." I say, adding two more slices of pizza before escaping to my room.

" Chloe!"

" Goodnight Aiden." I say, not being able to control the smile that takes over my face.

My cellphone starts to ring just as I come out from the bathroom, after preparing a bath for myself. A smile takes over when I see that it's Owen calling.

I've missed him and I can't wait to see him again.

" I thought of calling you yesterday, but I wasn't sure if you would answer, since you're always so busy." I speak up first.

" I would have called back, you know. "

" I didn't want to bother ---------"

" How many times must I tell you that you could never be a bother to me?" 

I don't say anything.

" Chloe, you know I don't like it when you go silent on me."

" I didn't have a response to what you said."

I hear him sigh before he speaks up. " So tell me, why I was the last one to hear that you weren't well?"

" It wasn't that serious, it was just a stomach ache."

" You were not okay, that's enough to make me worry Chloe. Or what, you want me to come there to determine it for myself that you're okay?.....You know I'll annoy you."

A smile of amusement takes over.

" I think I'm the one who'd annoy you. Anyway, when are you coming back home?"

Instead of an answer, I'm met with silence.

" Owen?"

" I don't know." My smile slips off my face and disappointment sinks in.

" Oh, okay. " I say.

" Chloe, I'll try to come visit you even if it's for a whole day. I'll ---------"

" It's okay, I get it."

" Chloe ----------"

" Aiden and me decided to stay for a bit longer." I decide to change the subject.

He grows silent for a little bit longer than before, and as I'm about to ask if he's still online, he says something. " Are you both sure about this?"

I frown abit. " You don't think so?"

" It doesn't matter what I think."

" No it does, you're family and I trust you with my life."

" You are both old enough to make the decisions. "

" I'm not satisfied with your answer."

He chuckles. " Okay then, I've always wanted you to grow up with normalcy in your life, I wanted you to settle down in one place for a bit longer with no fear. So hearing this, it surely surprised me, but I'm relieved that you guys are giving the place a chance."

I smile at that.

" And all that's left is for you to --------- " I cut myself short, knowing where the direction of the topic may land us. " I should go now."

" Okay, but you'd better eat and look after yourself. I don't ever want to hear news of you not taking care of yourself."

" Yes, I will Owen, it was just a moment of carelessness."

" Chloe." He says in that warning tone.

" Owen." I mimick his tone, making him to sigh out. " Don't worry about me."

" That's impossible."

" You know, with the way you worry, I'm pretty sure you'll worry ten times more, when you have your own family, you know, your own kids. "

" You make me sound old."

" No, you are great and believe me when I say that you will be an awesome dad one day. I just know it."

                            *******

'Okay then, be mine for the time you have remaining here.' Those were his words to me before he said some more stuff, that had my heart racing.

I'm taking his words to heart right now, because I've made the decision to explore this, whatever it is that is between us. It's something that only we know and feel, and I want to give it a try, to being more than friends with him.

I am waiting to tell him when he comes by later, since he told me that he would go help out Fin set up for a party, he's hosting tonight. Wesley kindly refused to join the party but offered a helping hand, to get everything ready, before he came over.

Aiden and Ingrid had plans tonight but Aiden was still stuck at work, he'd be a little late and therefore it's me and Ingrid at the house. I was anxiously waiting for Wesley and I felt impatient.

I don't know why I have been trying to resist for so long, when my feelings were so clear as day for him. He is the first guy I've ever felt like this towards, and making the decision to give this a try, felt right and I found my heart jumping.

It's been a few hours or so and it's in the early night, it's a little dark out. I frown a little, that he hasn't come by yet. Thinking of him deciding to stay at the party, crosses my mind, only for me to push it back, because I know that Wesley won't break his promise to me.

I check my phone again for any missed calls, though I've been sitting next to my phone this whole time. I sigh when I don't see either a missed call or message.

' Where are you?'

I send him a text before heading out of my room, not wanting to be occupied with so many thoughts and driving myself mad with waiting.

I see Ingrid watching tv and being intuned with whatever she's watching.

" He hasn't called yet?" She suddenly says, though her eyes are trained on the tv.

I frown a little. " Who?"

She turns to me, before giving me a ' really ' look. I turn away from her, not wanting to admit to anything.

" I saw you checking your phone a couple of times, when I passed by your room earlier."

My face flushes when the picture of me doing that, comes into mind.

Gosh, I must have looked ridiculous.

" I did the same with your brother." My head snaps to her, surprised by her admittance. " I must have looked crazy but I didn't care, I just wanted see him and tell him how I felt."

" You did, didn't you?"

This time, it's her face that goes beet red. " I kinda jumped out of bed in my pj's, washed my face and ran to campus, just to see him."

I gape at her. " You didn't!"

She nods. " I did. I barged into his class and called out to him."

" What happened next?" I ask, eager to hear the rest of the story as I join her on the couch.

She chuckles. " He looked both shocked and weirded out by me showing up in my pj's. He finally came out and I said I liked him, that I wanted him to be mine, I don't want to waste time with dating, but he must be my boyfriend. "

" And what did he do?"

" Well, he shut me up with a kiss and said, can we talk later?"

" Gosh, I can imagine his face."

" I wish I took a picture that day, but it's locked into memory."

" So basically if you didn't take the first step, he would have been too chicken to actually do it."

She nods.

" So what you're actually saying, is that I should be you in this situation?"

" Well, I'm not saying anything." She says in a sing song tone.

I give her a ' really ' look, making her sigh.

" Okay, that's what I'm saying."

" I don't know..." I say hesitently.

" Come on, grow some lady balls and do it. "

I quirk my brow at her and her face heats up. " I just think it's the most romantic thing."

" I'm not really the romantic type."

" I don't think so." She shakes her head in disagreement.

If only she knew.

" But I think you should try this, and let him know that you're intentions are clear."

I think this over and after some time, I find myself nodding without thinking.

" Okay good, I'll go get the car keys."

" Shouldn't I get dressed?" I ask, looking myself over.

" There's no time!" She says through a giggle, rushing out of the living room.

I shake my head at her excitement.

I can't believe I am doing this.

Through out the whole trip, my leg has been bouncing up and down nervously, my heart has been racing so much because of how nervous I am feeling. I can't believe that I am going to a party that I had no interest on going to. But with Wesley coming into mind and my need to see him, and to express that I want to try this out, makes me eager to go reach there in time before he leaves.

Having been to Fin's house before, it's easier to direct Ingrid on where to go.

" We are here." She says.

I let out a shaky breath before I turn to her.

" I won't end up looking stupid, right?" I ask nervously, needing her to convince me one last time that I made the right move.

She shakes her head with a soft smile. " I might not return with you later."

" I think I'll go now." I say, scrunching up my nose as I give her a weird look.

I get out of the car.

" I'll come with you!" She comes after me and I hear her try to catch up with me.

We let the loud music guide us to where the party is happening. Thankfully, it's happening at the back and there is an entrance there, so I don't need to go through the front door.

We go through there and are welcomed by so much activity. The music is loud, there's dancing teens, others making out, while others are simply embarrassingly drunk.

We try to break through the many people in our way, while looking for Wesley, hoping to see him soon.

" Do you see him anywhere?!" I ask over my shoulder.

" I don't see his big head anywhere!" I laugh, shaking my head.

I let out a sigh of relief, when we make it to a spot that has less people occupying it. It's closer to the pool. I get a good look at my surroundings, where the dj is busy on the deck under the balcony, and the lighting around him is impressive. There are people dancing close to him and people surrounding the pool, with drinks in hand.

" Oh, Chloe, isn't that him?!" Ingrid taps me on the shoulder, and I glance up to where she's pointing.

My heart jumps when I see him on the balcony, close to the railings and busy talking to someone.

" Wesley!!" I jerk around to face her.

" What are you doing?!" I ask with wide eyes.

" Well, we want his attention, don't we?"

I roll my eyes in amusement before turning back around to look up at him. My heart immediately drops to my knees as a shot of pain hits my chest, when my eyes no longer see Wesley standing alone but him standing pressed against a girl, his lips locked with hers.

I hear Ingrid gasp close behind me.

"Chloe ?! --------" I shrug off Ingrid's hand from my shoulder.

My eyes linger on them for a second longer, my heart breaks here and there. I feel tears threaten to come out and by the sounds of clicks and flashes on my face, I snap out of my trance and storm off, wanting to get out of there.

Ingrid doesn't say anything but understands my need to get out of there, she jumps into the car like I did and she drives off fast, before we can bump into anyone we may know.

I'm embarassed enough, I don't want to get embarassed anymore.

Both Ingrid and I don't speak on our way home, not that I have anything to say. My heart hurts and I feel so stupid right now, I feel played and I regret going there.

I had put trust in his words and actually thought I would try this. Gosh, I hate this feeling of hurt, I had promised myself that I wouldn't fall into such a trap, that I wouldn't be one of those girls who put so much trust in someone's words.

But I did and I ended up with mud on my face.

" Chloe, say something." Ingrid says, joining me on the couch after we had gotten home.

" I have nothing to say." I say numbly, staring ahead.

I hear her sigh. " I shouldn't have advised you to go there."

" It's not your fault."

" Chloe ---------"

A banging on the front door cuts her off, making us to jump slightly. We glance at each other before she volunteers to go answer the door.

" What are you doing here?" I hear her ask someone.

" I came to see Chloe, I need to talk to her." Wesley.

" No, she doesn't want to see you after what you did."

" No I can explain, please, I need to talk to her. Chloe!" I hear him call for me.

The next thing I hear is an argument, more like Ingrid trying to chase him away. I groan out in irritation, jumping off the couch as anger bubbles within me. I march out of the living room to where they are.

" It's okay Ingrid." My voice makes them to stop, both their heads snap my way.

" Are you sure?" She asks and I nod.

She sighs and shoots Wesley with a glare, before leaving us alone.

I turn to face Wesley and only one thought rings into mind, that I really want to punch him in the face so hard right now.

" Chloe --------- "

I turn around and head back to the living room. I hear him follow me.

" What you saw is not what it looks like." I hear him say from behind him.

I turn around to face him.

" Is that your best excuse ?"

" No, and my explaination might just be more stupid."

" Let me guess, you weren't expecting her to jump on you and kiss you?"

" Yes."

" And you pushed her away when you realised that you were kissing her?"

" Yes!"

" How stupid do you think I am Wesley?!" I ask, raising my brow.

" No, Chloe, you have to believe me when I say that I would never, ever do something like that to you." I laugh out a humourless laugh, shaking my head. " No, Chloe, listen -----------"

" Don't you dare touch me!" I push him away when he tries to touch me." Don't come near me or I swear, I will hurt you so bad!"

I see his face fall at my words. I know how much it affects him, when I don't want him to come near me.

" Chloe, I was coming to you, I was just leaving and coming over to see you when that stupid thing happened. Believe me Chloe, please."

" No, no, I don't want to listen to you anymore. You'll just spew lies and try to manipulate me ."

" No Chloe, what I'm saying is the truth. I would never dream of hurting you, when I want you to be mine so badly."

" Shut up!"

" You're the only one I ---------"
The slap I give him on his face cuts him off.

" Stop lying to me!!"

So much emotion swirls in his eyes, as he pleads for me to hear him out.

" You stood infront of me and said we should try this, whatever it is that is between us. I actually believed you and thought your actions and words were genuine, but I was wrong!" I shout.

He shakes his head, taking a step towards me but I take a step back. I warn him with my finger that he must stay away from me.

" I told you many times to not try complicate things, I told you that I preferred safe, because safe protects my heart from such hurts. You didn't listen to me, you didn't.

You were selfish Wesley, gosh, you toyed with my feelings!"

" Chloe, what I feel for you is true!"

" You're lying, you're lying to me!"

" No, I'm not!"

" Yes you are and you know what, I'm glad I went there, so I could see for myself the Wesley Adams, I refused to see all along."

" Chloe, don't do this please, whatever you are thinking of doing." He pleads.

" I regret deciding to stay. "

Surprise flickers on his features before panic, fear, and sadness takes over his features.

" I regret getting to know you and letting you into my heart, I wont make the same mistake again. I won't, I refuse to."

" Chloe, don't say this."

" I want you to leave, leave me alone." I say, roughly wiping away a tear.

" Chloe, please ---------"

" Get out, get out!!" He staggers back, a pained look displaying on his face.

He opens and closes his mouth yet words don't come out.

" I think you should respect her wishes Wesley, and leave."

He lingers looking at me for a bit, before leaving.

I let out a shaky breath, feeling my chest pain more now that he's gone.

I storm off to my room, needing to be alone. I throw myself on my bed, before burying my face in my pillow as I let out a cry, for my hurt heart.

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Our dear Chloe is hurt.😢😢😢😢😢

Tell me your thoughts on the chapter.

Do you think she'll change her mind and want to leave, or can someone convince her to stick to her earlier decision?

Maybe Wesley?