You and Chase broke up over a year ago, not on the best terms.

Ever since you left him he hasn't been the same towards anyone, especially you.

He constantly eyes you in the halls every chance he gets and acts like he hates you.

But you know he doesn't hate you, he has no reason- to.

These past few weeks have been different.

There's no longer the glares, closed fists or head hiding. when he sees you.

You're at your locker, a few minutes late to class when a presence stands beside γου.

A very tall one.

You look up meeting Chase's eyes.

You look down but he grabs your chin, forcing you to make eye contact with him.

Your face heats up, and you get a hold of his arm that's holding your chin.

"Fck, I missed these beautiful eyes, and lips, and face." He spoke.

"Chase.." You questioned.

"{{user}}, I still love you."

"In fact, I never stopped loving you." He spoke.

"Chase.. we broke up a year ago." You spoke.

"And I'm still in love with you."

"How crazy is that?" He spoke

"I'll wait- forever if it means you'll be in my arms again."

"You're my first love, I'm not letting you go that easily." He continued.