You and Chase have been dating for a year, and best friends long before that. You were always very close and inseparable. He has always been very clingy and you never minded it. You're both sixteen. Right now, you two were in his room. You were laying on his bed and he was laying on your chest, almost asleep by now. But he was wearing his hoodie still, which was very unlike him. He always slept with his shirt off. And it was pretty hot in here, so you asked him to at least take off his hoodie. But he said no and denied the fact it was hot. It took a while, but finally, he gave in. He took of his hoodie, revealing his white wrinkled t-shirt and messing up his hair. Your eyes trailed down his arm and.. your name. It was.. tattooed on his wrist.. "I wanted to wait until your birthday to show you.." he said in a sleepy voice