" I love you." I say to a sleeping Wesley.

" You finally said it."

Or not.

" You messed up my moment, Adams." I complain, flicking his nose.

His eyes flutter open and I smile at him. I feel his hand reach under the covers to touch my waist.

" No, You cheated, you knew that I wanted to be awake when you finally said it."

" I love you." He blinks at me.

I see him lean close and I meet him halfway, to connect our lips. A small moan slips out when he lightly squeezes on my waist.

I sigh in contentment, when he breaks the kiss and starts peppering kisses on my face. " My bluebear." He says against my forehead.

I place my hand on his chest, right where his heart beats. He leans back to look at me, and we find ourselves simply staring at each other.

" So, nervous about today?" I ask.

Today is the day that Wesley Adams gets back in the courts, as a player. I am actually excited to watch him in that atmosphere. When I was finally able to return to school again, I didn't waste time in spending the rest of my afternoons, watching him during practise.

Wesley can be quite stubborn when he wants to, he proved it when he made it clear, that he wants me to be present with him during practise, whenever I got the chance. He had once told me that it felt more special, when I am with him through practise, and just about anywhere.

Because of how much time I have spent around the team, they have now gotten used to me being around and I am now, friends with a few. To think Wesley would be at ease with me and his teammates, getting along, but the opposite has happened.

Wesley Adams has grown quite possessive, and prefers if I watch him alone, whatever that means. He might think that I had not taken notice of his discreet glaring at his teammates, whenever they talk to me or ask to assist me, with my books and staff, but I have.

He's even pulled a few guys and had a word with them. I can remember one time, when we were out and a few of his teammates, joined us. One of the guys, was just about to sit next to me, but Wesley literally jumped to his feet and told the guy to move, so he could sit next to me.

Ridiculous, I know.

Anyway, everything has been going pretty well, I've been visiting dad quite alot lately and we've been spending alot of time together. Especially during the weekends.

Wesley even got the chance to make his first visit and see dad's place, he was so surprised when I had told him that I now call Owen, dad. He admitted that he once had his suspicions about Owen being my dad, but he was quick to throw the thought away.

To him, now that it's been made clear that Owen is my dad, Owen has become more scary to him. Those were his words and not mine.

I have no concerns about dad and Wesley, because I've seen approval, in dad's eyes. Dad knows that Wesley really makes me happy and that I'm inlove with him.

I mean, my first boyfriend and I got it right. This is an achievement on its own. Wesley is just right for me and I see no other.

I've been meaning to tell him, to look him in the eyes and let him know that I love him. This morning just felt right and I didn't want to hold anything back. I know that he had been waiting for me to say it back, after the first time he'd said those words to me.

He never once put pressure on me and I believe this is one of the many reasons I love him. He is so patient with me and he's shown great  understanding too.

When he looks at me, my stomach begins to do some crazy things and my heart, beats hard. One look from him is able to make me blush like crazy, I can't even help myself.

It is the same thing as of now, because him just taking in my features, causes my face to warm up and I want to hide away, until I can cool down.

" You will be there."

" You never answered my question." I say.

" You are my answer. You'll be there, so I have no reason to be nervous."

Gosh.......And there he goes again with words that melt my heart.

I peck his lips before rolling over, so I am above him. I peck his lips again and lay ontop of his chest. I feel him wrap his arms around me.

" Stay for a little bit." I murmur against his chest.

" Hmm." I feel his fingers combing through my hair.

I close my eyes and allow myself to completely melt into this moment. This morning which had turned out to be a peaceful and intimate morning.

After nearly a month, I have shown immense improvement, something that the doctors are extremely impressed by. I have been focused and wanting more, to get back to my old self. I have also been able to stand infront of the mirror and look at my scars.

Each time I look at them, I say, 'I am a survivor.' I've begun to really see what Wesley, dad, and Aiden had been telling me all along. As for the nightmares surrounding what happened that night of the fire, talking about it and seeing the freedom I gained, when I refused to die and my survival, has presented this new normal that my heart is growing attached too.

I feel like I am living a life of second chance, things are coming together in a way that I've once dreamt, my life would have been like. Things I considered only a hearts desire, have come to pass and now, I'm living the best moments.

I actually have a father, who I am important to, whose intentions are good towards me. I have no reason to fear because he's there to protect me. I have someone to make me feel safe, who'll shield me from harm, someone I can depend on and I truly feel like someone's daughter.

And then there is Aiden, whom is the best part of this life of mine. He is my rock and my bestfriend. He is more than a brother to me, he's like my second dad too. He's taught me so much and practically raised me. He has given me so much love, stability, and freedom in my life.

He's always respected my decisions and he is one person, who trusts me so much. We have an understanding between us, and he's just awesome.

Gosh, my brother is awesome.

Wesley Adams has won over my heart. He sees me and acknowledges the kind of person I am. He has never judged me and his confidence in me being his, does something to my heart. Wesley has seen me in my worst and best, and still, he remained. He is the first boy that claimed the key to my heart and I believe he is the last.

He is the most patient with me and he loves me, despite my scars, despite my resistence sometimes, despite my stubborness. He has given me the best part of him, his heart, because his heart is gentle, his heart has love stored, and his heart has claimed me as his.

I feel all the more blessed with having all these people in my life. I no longer have a reason to look over my shoulder in fear, I have more of a reason to look ahead and live my life. I can honestly say, that I truly have a family.

" I want to ask you something." Wesley asks.

" Hmm."

" What did you think of me, the first time you saw me?"

" That you're an idiot."

He chuckles.

I smile, kissing his skin before shifting slightly so I'm looking into his eyes.

" You were at the edge and attempting to jump, I should have ran then, but I couldn't. I just couldn't walk away."

" And do you think I would have forgotten about you after that night?"

I shrug.

" I just thought things would go back to normal afterwards."

" I couldn't stop thinking about you." He says, his hand reaching out to cup my cheek.

I turn my head to the side and kiss his hand, before shifting up his body, until our faces are close. I look down at him and take in his features.

" So, Wesley Adams. It wasn't long ago that you considered yourself one, to not have anything to offer in a relationship, that it would be a waste of time and that you didn't want anyone in your business....Now, you're in a relationship..."

" No. Now I'm inlove." He corrects my words.

My face heats up.

" And now you're inlove. How does that make you feel?" I ask in a whisper.

I gasp in surprise when he rolls us over, so he is the one hovering over me. With his arms on either side of my head, his chest against my own, his eyes lock into mine and he says, " It feels damn good.  "

With that, he leans down and seals everything with a kiss.

                         *******

" Aiden!" I groan out in frustration.

" I know, I know....I'm sorry. I didn't think this would happen." He explains, taking a step back from me, because of the glare I'm shooting his way.

" Aiden, you should have listened to me yesterday, when I told you to use dad's car today, but no, Aiden James chose to be stubborn!"

" Hey, I'm an independent man and -----------"

" No, stubborn, and right now,  in this mind of mine, six feet under."

He sighs, knowing full well how much hard work it is to hold myself back, from punching him right now.

" Don't worry, I called a friend."

" Not Jackson!" Both me and Ingrid whine.

" Yes Jackson, he's reliable."

" But Late!" We say at the same time.

" Okay guys, that just sounds creepy right now." He says, giving both of us a weird look.

I roll my eyes and face away from him.

Wesley's game has long started and I'm afraid I'll miss it, because Aiden's car broke down, just when I had hope we'd make it. Dad isn't here today because he has a meeting to get to, and Aiden offered to take me to see Wesley play.

Wesley had suggested that we go to school together, and I wouldn't have to go later on, but I told him that I was okay. It is the weekend and I didn't feel like spending most of my time there, I decided to spend it at home. Now I'm regretting not going with Wesley.

Gosh, I'm pretty sure that it won't be long till the game ends. I don't even want to imagine what Wes must be thinking, not seeing me there when I had told him I would.

I mean, I've been watching him practise and just being present with him. Now on the day that he needs me, I'm not there.

No, I have to be there, one way or the other.

I turn around to face them, Aiden is busy talking over the phone and Ingrid gives me an apologetic look.

" I'm sorry that we're late..."

" I have to be there. It's his first game after so long. I can't miss it." I mumble, running my fingers through my hair.

" I know you want to be there so bad, and I wish there was a way you'd get there fast, unless if you ran, but then that's crazy, because - wait, Chloe!!!"

I'd already took off, the minute she mentioned running.

I hear Aiden joining Ingrid and both now calling me, but I block out their calls and look ahead, with the goal of reaching Wesley on time.

I realize on my way that school isn't too far, from where the car broke down. When I see a glimpse of it, I push my feet harder, knowing that I can't miss Wesley's game.

I want to be there for him just as he has been there for me. This is a big moment for him and I'll be damned if I miss it.

Harsh breaths come out through my nose and mouth, my chest heaving up and down, and my feet and legs burning from pushing my body so hard. I'm even slightly dizzy but I don't care.

The sound of me running, echoes throughout the school hallway.

Hearing the noise from the spectators feels like music to my ears, and with so much force, I push through those double doors. My entrance earns me quite a lot of eyes but my own, frantically search for him as I drag my exhausted feet, much closer into view.

I end up beside the stands, trying to catch my breath as I continue searching for that number 14 jersey. The game looks intense and the crowd has gone wild, I can't even hear myself think.

I'm so sweaty and tired, it's not a good combination at all.

I furiously blink, trying to look for him. When I do see that number, my heart feels like it will leap out of my chest.

I watch him run over to talk to the coach, his back turned to me.

" Turn around, turn around and see me....I'm here, turn around, please." I murmur, keeping my eyes trained on him.

As if he hears me, I watch him glance around, probably in search for me. When his eyes pass by my direction and quickly come back to me, the biggest smile takes over his face.

I smile back and wave at him.

He waves back.

Noticing how distracted Wesley has just gotten, coach catches him by surprise when he hits him upside the head, knocking him out of it. I watch them talk for a little bit, before Wesley nods and glances in my direction again, he throws a wink my way, causing my heart to flip and my face to heat up.

I let out a laugh when I see him lose his focus again, and he stares at me. He literally bumps into Fin, who notices him distracted, and he rolls his eyes.

I gesture to Wesley to get back to the game and focus. He nods at me and turns around, that's when I know that he's got his head back in the game.

I lean my body against the stands, relaxing and just letting myself enjoy watching my hot boyfriend, show off his skills. By the time it's close to the end, I have almost lost my voice due to all the screaming I've done. I've yelled, I've thrown threatening glares to a couple of guys, who knocked into Wesley, and have cheered so much, when he made a shot.

A well deserved win the boys make for the school, and the loudest cheers erupt throughout the room. The atmosphere is crazy and alive, I never once tear my eyes away from Wesley, when he starts towards me, instead of remaining with his team and celebrating.

He doesn't say anything but cups my face and kisses me. Everything and everyone around me disappears, and it's just me and him, in this moment. When he breaks the kiss and rests his forehead against mine, I place my hands on his chest.

" You did good." I say.

" Just good?"

I lean back and smile at him.

" Mmm, you were okay." I shrug, acting nonchalent about it.

He chuckles.

All of a sudden, I am pushed against the wall and he places his hands on either side of my head. My eyes meet him in question of his actions, being so out in the open, but the answer presents itself before he can say anything.

I realise by glancing behind him, that Wesley is using his body as a shield from the many people who are rushing to get out. We remain looking into each other's eyes while we wait, and just by looking at him in this moment, I find myself falling hard for him.

A groan comes from him and I know that someone has knocked into his back. My reaction is to wrap my arms around him and pull him extremely close to me.

" PDA, Miss James." He quirks his brow.

" I want you close to me."

" I'll never be far from you."

" Good, I'm liking what I'm hearing right now."

" Oh really?"

I nod.

" Well, I aim to please."

I shake my head in amusement.

" I'm sorry for being late."

" What matters is that you made it. You were here with me."

Meaning to say something, I catch sight of the glances we earn from the few people left, who are still heading out.

" Your team must be looking for you, go."

A hesitent look displays on his face. I know that he doesn't want to leave me alone.

" I'll wait for you."

Relief washes over his features when his parents call me over, and he takes my hand, taking me to them. I smile as I watch his mom embrace him and his dad praise him. I notice his ears turn slightly red, when his mom starts showing such affection in public.

He whines about her babying him infront of me and that she's embarassing him, she simply rolls her eyes and continues until he literally escapes, making up an excuse of the coach wanting to see him.

On the way out, his mom and I get into a casual conversation, with her mentioning me even sleeping over at their house for a weekend. Hearing her make plans for lunches and visits for the near future, makes me realise that she really wants to get to know me.

We seperate on the way out and I head on in another direction. As I had said that I would wait for him, I do so much closer to where the teams lockeroom is. Because of standing for so long during the game and not to mention, running like a mad woman trying to make it to the game, my feet are quite exhausted and that's why I sit crossed legged on the floor.

It's not long that the guys start to come out and Wesley is among the first guys to come out. A smile instantly takes over as he takes notice of me, and he says goodbye to his teammates, already walking over to me.

The few guys that walk past me greet me along the way and I wave in respond. Wesley pulls to a stop and narrows his eyes at one of the guys, who playfully throw a wink my way, but I roll my eyes, not taking him seriously. Wesley watches him for some time, until he glances back to me, continuing his way over to me.

I watch him crouch down infront of me.

" And why is my Bluebear sitting on the floor?"

" I was waiting for you."

A soft expression takes over his face.

He takes my hands in his and pulls me to my feet, before he surprises me by picking me up. I wrap my legs around his waist and my arms around his neck.

" What are you doing?" I breathe out, feeling my face warming up by his actions.

I see his teammates give me knowing looks, while others smirk at me.

" I'm taking my girlfriend home."

He glances over his shoulder and calls Fin, who's just come out of the lockeroom.

" Fin, my bag!!" That's all he says before walking off with me in his arms.

I rest my chin on his shoulder and let him carry me to his car.

" What am I, your chauffeur?!" Fin calls out, taking Wesley's back and following us.

" Don't worry, he'll pay you." I say to him.

" No I won't!"

" Stop being mean Wesley."

" I'm loving you, that's more than enough, right?"

" You're so cheesy, gosh." I laugh.

" Now look who's being mean." He complains.

I roll my eyes and bring my lips close to his ear and say, " I love you baby."

He literally pulls to a stop and leans back to look up at me.

" Did you just -------"

" Get a move on love birds, we don't have the whole day." Fin says in passing.

" Shut up!" Wesley says, continuing his way.

The two carry on with their banter on our way to Wesley's car. He then places me onto my feet and unlocks his car, before opening the door for me and lets me in. I borrow his phone and start texting Aiden, telling him that I will be home late, since I'll be spending my afternoon with Wesley.

He tells me about me being right about Jackson, and that he was certainly late. He apologises for the delay and tells me to congratulate Wesley on his behalf.

Being done with my conversation with Aiden, I place Wesley's phone aside before giving the two friends my attention. I finally put a stop to their banter, and the two end up giving each other playful glares.

I roll my eyes at their actions and call them childish. They both poke their tongues at me and I can't help but facepalm myself, for how childish they are acting. When Fin mentions a party that one of his teammates is hosting tonight, I see his whole demeanor change.

He is quick to say no and that he has plans. I frown at his change in attitude, being curious about the kind of plans he has that I don't know about. Fin gets the hint and lets it go, he changes the subject and talks about their own plans, something about a boys night out. I tune them out and and switch on some music.

" So, what important plans do you have tonight?" I ask, after Fin leaves.

Wesley starts his car before glancing at me. " My plans with you."

He drives out of school and I'm left to question myself.

When on earth did we make plans?

                       ******

I swear that I have been scrolling my mind for any plans that Wesley and me, might have made in the past few days, but I come out blank.

I mean, I would have remembered if we made plans, but this time, I can't even remember a thing. Maybe Wesley made a mistake and thought we did make plans.

Hearing his bathroom door open, I turn around.

" Hey Wes, when did we make....plans?" I get tongue tied when my eyes meet the sight of a half naked Wesley, with a towel wrapped around his waist.

My eyes grow wide and my heart starts beating hard.

I quickly turn around and face my back to him.

" Wesley Adams, really?!" I shriek.

" What?"

"You know what...You're, you're....."

" I'm what?"

"Get out of here Wesley."

"Why?" Oh gosh, he sounds close, I can feel his body heat behind me.

" Because this is highly inappropriate."

A low chuckle comes from him.

" Chloe Ann James, you're my girlfriend."

" Yeah, so?"

I gasp when I feel his arm wrap around my middle, and pull me to his chest. " So, I don't see any fault in my girlfriend seeing me like this. I mean, it's actually her right to see me anyway she wants."

My eyes grow extra wide at what he just said. I feel him pepper kisses along my shoulder, the trail of his kisses dangerously drawing close to my neck.

" W-Wesley, what are you doing, someone might walk in." I say nervously, with my heart beating hard against my chest.

" No they won't."

" Wesley, sweetheart --------" I knock him with my elbow on his middle and literally throw myself on the floor, behind the bed, just when the door bursts open.

" Aah!!!!" I hear two different screams and when I glance to Wesley, my own scream slips out and I quickly shut my eyes. Hiding my face in my hands.

Oh gosh, his towel fell and I saw his behind.

" Wesley Adams, have you no shame, cover yourself!!!" And his mother is here.

" Mom, w-what the hell, why didn't you knock?!" I hear him shuffling around.

I'm pretty sure he's covering himself right now, but I won't uncover my eyes until I am certain that the coast is clear.

" How was I to know that you would be flashing yourself right now, wait, Chloe?"

Throw me in a hole right now.

" Yes mam?!"

I hear footsteps come closer to me but I still don't open my eyes.

" Oh dear, I'm so sorry about this, I don't know what's wrong with this boy, seriously. Come on, lets go."

I slowly uncover my face and open my eyes, blinking a few times.

" Wesley James, get out of here right now. Can't you see that she's still traumatised?"

" No, it's okay. I'll go downstairs." I don't wait for anyone to say anything, but literally bolt out of the room.

I can't believe that just happened.

I know that I will need a moment, to recover.

" I heard screaming, is everything okay?" Ms Anita asks, when I enter into the kitchen.

" Y-yes, we saw a bug and Wesley got a fright."

" Oh, makes sense." She nods, continuing with her work.

I raise my brow at that.

I pretend to not see him as he finally comes down later, I keep my eyes on my food. I'm trying to better prepare myself at this moment, before I have to look at him and that I should not see that scenario that played out earlier.

" Okay, I should listen to you more often." He says as he sits on the opposite side of the counter.

" I thought we established that the first time we met."

" Hey, can we get out of here?"

" Where do you wanna go?"

" Anywhere, as long as it is with you."

I look up from my plate and meet his eyes.

" Okay." I fall under influence of his pleading eyes.

He sighs in relief and gets off his stool, I do the same. He soon takes my hand in his and leads me out of the house, announcing to his mom that we're going out.

The drive at first is silent and comfortable, but not long. We stop just a few miles from his house and I watch him get out of the car and walk on to open the gate. He returns and drives through the yard, my brows raise when I see a cute double story house ahead.

" You said that we had plans." I remind him.

" We do."

"I don't remember making any plans."

" I did."

" Hmm." I give him a suspicious look but don't say anything, letting him have his way.

When we park infront of the white coloured house, I turn to him.

" So, where are we?" I finally ask.

" My childhood home." I sit up straight.

" Okay, it's cute." He chuckles.

" Come on, take a walk with me." He says, moving out of the car.

Okay, I love Wesley, but my feet can't take anymore long walks. I did the most with my feet today and there's nothing more, that I would like then to rest my feet for a bit.

I let out a sigh as he comes over to my side and open my door, I get out and he locks the car. I prepare myself for the walk but instead, he crouches down before me, with his back to me.

" Uh Wesley, what are you doing?"

" Get onto my back."

" Seriously?"

" Hmm."

I take a breath before getting onto his back, he stands to his full height, adjusting me well on his back and making sure that I'm secured.

" Wes, you don't have to ---------"

" I want to." He shuts me up completely.

I let him walk us around the house and through a small gate, in which leads to the backyard. The backyard in itself is so nice, it's so clean and there is just something captivating, about the bench swing that's situated in the middle of the yard.

" I'm sorry bluebear." He says right after we take a seat.

" For what?"

" For earlier." He says, looking at me.

" Oh." My eyes cast down. " Well, it's already forgotten....But..." I trail off.

" But?"

" I'm your girlfriend. So, it's cool, right?"

" Hmm."

I peer up at him from under my lashes, noticing his cheeks turn all red.

" Wesley Adams, are you blushing?"

He quickly turns his head the other way. " N-No, I'm just feeling hot right now. It is hot, isn't it?" He stutters, fanning his face.

" Mm-Hmm, are you sure?" I ask in amusement.

He sneaks a look my way and when he sees me looking at him, he quickly looks away again.

" I-I'm just hungry...."

" Oh, you're hungry, lets go then." I say, jumping to my feet.

"W-what, no!" He quickly pulls me back down, making me laugh.

His expression cracks me up so much.

"Where do you think you're going?"

" To get something to eat." I say through a giggle.

He huffs, rolling his eyes. " You're not going anywhere." He demands.

" Yes sir." I do a salute gesture, making him to change his demeanor and laugh.

" You're so annoying."

" I thought I was beautiful, breathtaking  and, and...." I blink up at him.

" You are, it's just that --------"

" You love me too much and your life would totally suck without me."

He cups my face and kisses me.

" Shut up Bluebear." I chuckle, leaning back.

" You talk alot." He says, facing ahead.

" Not more than you."

He sighs, knowing that I want to have the last word right now. We sit in silence for a while and I take the time to get a look at the house.

" So, is this where you grew up?" I ask after some time.

" Yeah." Glancing at him, I see him staring ahead at the house yet he has disappeared in his thoughts.

" Do you miss being here?"

He snaps out of it and looks at me.

" A little bit, but I'm glad we moved."

" Why's that?"

" My last memories of this place aren't so great. I believe that I never actually said goodbye to this place. "

" So is that why we are here, to say goodbye?"

He looks at me.

" Yes."

" Why today of all days?"

" Why not today?"

" Smartass." I mumble.

He lets out a laugh, making me smile.

" Aren't we going to go in? - I mean, we have trespassed into someone's property, why not go all out?"

" Nah, I'm fine with just being here. But if we did the crime, are you prepared to do the time?" He raises his brow in a challenging manner.

"Mmm." I tap on my chin before saying, " Apparently I'm a handful, so I'd probably be kicked out of prison, which means I'd make it. "

" Someone's confident."

" Yeah, it's a James thing. I don't know about you pretty boy...."

" Hey, I ---------" I shut him up with my finger against his lips.

"Baby, don't try to explain yourself, I get it, it's okay."

" Get what?" He asks as he removes my finger, frowning in confusion.

" Your good looks, gosh, it must be a lot of weight to carry. Everywhere you go, eyes follow. And that ass....."I let out a whistle, shaking my head.

I hold in my laugh when he blinks at me, totally stunned by what I have just said.

" Chloe Ann James, are you flirting with me?"

I touch his arm and lean close. " Am I?" I blink at him.

He opens and closes his mouth but words don't come out. I've struck him speechless right now.

I rest my head on his shoulder, letting out a smile.

" So, since we are here, tell me a nice story."

" Hmm, a nice story, huh?"

" Yep. A good memory."

" Okay, I'll tell you a story of my first kiss, it happened right here."

" Mmm, I don't like that story."

" Why not?"

" It doesn't sound interesting at all." I shrug.

He chuckles, kissing the top of my head.

" Well, how about the story of my cuddle buddy, Bluebear?"

" Hmm, I like this one." I snuggle into him, closing my eyes.

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Wow, one more chapter to go.

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