"Don't you think my brother would have given up on looking for me?" I asked Chase.

"Never." Chase replied.

"Why?" I asked him.

"Because he's met you." Chase replied.

"What's that supposed to mean?" I asked him.

"He knows you're too amazing, sweet, kind, wonderful, and unforgettable." Chase told me.

"He always called me annoying." I said.

"He doesn't mean it." Chase said.

"Yeah he does." I told him.

"No he doesn't, he's a boy. He saids things he doesn't mean." Chase said. "Like me?" He tried again. I rolled my eyes, but a smile escaped on my lips.

"Come on, I made ya smile! I win! You still can't be mad at my after that." Chase said.

"Watch me." I told him.

"You don't mean it." He said. His breath was on my shoulder now. Him inches from me.

"I mean it." I said, not meaning a word of it.

"Do you?" Chase asked again.

"Yeeeee..." I started, but I couldn't finish the word. "No." I whispered.

Then he kissed me.

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Author's Note

Who saw that coming?

Ha ha what do you think Neptune is thinking right about now?

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