It's almost midnight, Jerry went home claiming that he has a big bed he can sprawl out on, rather than sharing a bed with two girls or sleeping on the floor. Taylor is passed out next to me. We came up to my room after watching the last movie they picked, some freaky ass shit that has me looking to my open closet. Assholes.

None of my brothers were home yet, and I'm going to be pissed if they're not up and ready to go to Harry's tomorrow morning. I sent both Vin and Vance a text telling them so, but not surprisingly, I haven't heard back from them.

My phone buzzes and my heart picks up, Me and Chase have been texting almost all night. It has me completely giddy and just so confused. I hate to assume that he likes me, but it seems obvious at this point. Why else would he be at a bar, where I'm sure there's tons of girls, and he's texting me. Not to mention he put his number in my phone, like he had this planned already. Gah. I hate over thinking shit, and I feel like that's what I'm doing.

I look at Taylor, her blonde hair is all over, her mouth is parted, and her breaths are even.

"Taylor am I over thinking this?" I ask her.

I put my pointer finger on her chin then move it like she were talking,making my voice a little higher, "Yes, yes you are bitch."

I move my finger away and sigh, "I knew it! Thanks Tay."

I laugh at myself. Taylor lets out a snore and rolls onto her side facing away from me.

"Good chat." I mutter. My phone vibrates and I pick it up off my chest, swiping it open.

McSwoony: Yes.

And there it is. He rather be texting me than being 'busy'.

Okay. Alright.

My palms are sweating. What do I say back? I look at Tays back, "What do I say?" I whisper. My phone vibrates in my hand, but Chase hasn't sent another text. I go back into my messages, and see Vin has. A simple text telling me to be ready by 9am. I set an alarm for 8:30am and sent him a quick one word response.

Back to Chase...

Me: I'm flattered, glad I can keep you out of trouble and disease free.

That's playful, right? I don't want him to know how much his response really mean't. I put my phone on my chest, and I wait for his response.

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I'm startled awake by the vibrating on my chest, and the loud ringing. Shit. I grab my phone and turn off my alarm. Taylor groans next to me, "What the fuck was that?" she mumbles.

"My alarm. Sorry."

She mumbles something incoherent.

"I'm going to the junk yard, I'll be back."

"O-Kay." she whispers then she's snoring.

I rub my face and open my phone to see if Chase responded because I obviously passed out before he did.

He did, and more than once.

McSwoony: Haha real cute.

McSwoony: You fall asleep?

That was sent about 7 minutes after the winky face.

McSwoony: You fell asleep.

McSwoony: I must be boring.

Three minutes later,

McSwoony: Sweet Dreams.

I smile wide, and clutch my phone to my chest. I hear lots of movement out in the hallway, doors opening and closing, the toilet flushing. I jump up from my bed and quick get dressed in jeans and a tank. I throw my hair up in a messy bun. My door whips open, "You ready?"

"Shhh!" I glance around my closet door at my brother and point to Tay who's still sleeping, "Yeah, I'll be right down." Vin ducks out and closes the door. I grab my boots from the closet and leave my room. I jog down the stairs and drop my boots at the bottom, then enter the kitchen where Vin, Vance, and Chase are. I pause and take in the scene, Vance and Vin backs are facing me, Chase is sitting at the middle island. He looks up, a smile slowly spreads upon his lips. I'm instantly nervous. My brothers turn around, and I look at Vin, "Dude, you seriously need to knock before coming in my room."

He rolls his eyes. "You ain't got nothing to see."

"I hate to break it to you, I'm not ten anymore."

Vin puts his cup down and walks to me in two strides, he scoops me into a hug and squeezes me, then proceeds run his hand all over my head making a mess of my hair. I try to push away from him, but it's useless. He's much bigger and stronger than me.

"You'll always be ten, but I'll knock." He kisses me on the head, and releases me, walking back to the counter he was just leaning against. I don't even look at Chase, totally embarrassed. "Asshole." I mutter. I bend over, pulling the hair tie out of my hair and redo my bun. I stand up and put my hands on my hips.

"Alright, we ready?" Vance says.

Vin is grinning over his cup.

Asshole.

"Yup!" I skip out of the kitchen, and sit on the steps to put my boots on. The guys walk pass, Chase being the last. He pauses, and I look up at him, then at my brothers who are walking out the front door.

"Sleep well?" he asks with a smile.

"Yep." I slip my feet into my boots and start tying the laces. "How was your night?" I ask curiously.

He shrugs, "Okay. Got boring once the girl I was talking to fell asleep on me."

Oh.

"Ouch. You must've bored her to sleep. I'm sure you had others to occupy you though." I stand up and he moves closer to me causing my breath to hitch. I have to tilt my head up to look into his blue eyes. His hands go to my hips, holding me in place, I feel his thumb on the inside of my hip. Oh my gawd. What is he doing?

He smirks, "The only girl I wanted to occupy me.." he scans my face, "was you." He winks then turns, walks out the door, leaving me completely speechless.

He's left me a puddle in more than one way, I gather myself the best I can and rush out the door, grabbing my sunglasses and slipping them on top of my head. Chase's truck is parked out front, and I can see them sitting inside the cab. It would make sense to take his truck, as we all have smaller cars, the truck gives more room. Surprisingly my brothers are in the back, leaving the passenger seat open for me. I open the door and heft myself up. Chase has his sunglasses on, but his smile is wide.

"You okay?" he asks, "You look a bit flushed."

Asshole.

"Yeah, I'm good." I mumble and close the door, I slide my sunglasses down onto my nose.

We start driving, it's awfully quiet, I turn to see what they're doing in the back. Vance's head is tilted up towards the ceiling of the car, his sunglasses covering his eyes, and his mouth is slightly open. He's fast asleep. If I was sitting next to him, I'd pick on him hardcore. I turn to look at Vin who is on his phone.

"What time did you guys get in last night?" I ask Vin.

"Later than I wanted to."

"And him?" I point to Vance.

Vin laughs, "I think he came in shortly after I woke up this morning."

I shake my head.

Vin leans forward between the front seats. He taps Chase, "Yo, did you meet up with Nic then?"

I stiffen, and very slowly look over at Chase. Are you fucking kidding me right now? He did NOT just touch me in the house and say what he said when he was with someone else last night. I can feel the anger rising, literally feel it take over my body. I look away from him, watching the world zoom by outside the window. I'm clenching my jaw so hard, it's hurting. I don't even want to hear his fucking reply.

Chase laughs, he actually fucking laughs, "No, I told you she was with her friends."

"Dude." Vin says, his tone sarcastic.

"Actually.." Chase pauses and it forces me to look at him. He puts his hand into his front pocket and pulls out his phone then hands it to me. I'm instantly confused. "V can you send Nic a text for me, just send something nice, like good morning beautiful."

I glare at him, not that he can see it, but if looks could kill, he'd be dead. He's lucky. Not only would my look kill him, if it were possible, he's lucky my brothers are in the cab with us. This stops me from telling him what he can do with his fucking phone. I school my expression and my temper the best I can, forcing a smile on my face as sweetly as I can.

"Sure. I'm sure Nic is SO lucky." I say with as much sarcasm as possible.

Chase smiles so wide, I can see his molars. I can't fucking believe this, or him. I want to scream, I want to cry, I want to punch him. My brothers are right, men are fucking pigs.

I swipe open his phone, push on the little envelope icon. 'Nic' is the first name in his messages, I don't even see my name, and we were texting last night too. I should text her and tell him that Chase is a dickhead. I smile to myself, I am such a bitch, but fuck him. I don't even try to read what they talked about, even thought part of me wants to, I just can't.

Chase is a dick, and you should run far, far away from him.

I stare at what I wrote in the message box, hesitate for a second then press send. I smile and hand it back to him without looking his way. A minute later my phone vibrates and pings. The only person I can think of, that would be texting me right now, is Tay. I open my bag, and pull my phone out of the front pocket. I have a message from 'McSwoony', what the hell? I swipe my phone open, go into my messages to see the text from 'McSwoony'. The text I just sent 'Nic' sits in my inbox. It takes me a second to register what just fucking happened.

I can't help the smile from spreading, and I laugh. The anger I just felt is replaced with relief, and happiness. I am 'Nic', and he told my brothers about her, well me. I laugh a bit more, and take a deep breath, I hold my phone to my chest. I guess it's a good thing I don't have a super power that can kill with one look, I'd be pretty sorry right now. Vin isn't even paying me any attention, he's still talking to Chase, but I feel Chase's eyes on me. I rest my head against the seat, a smile on my face, watching the trees blur by.

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