"I hope you like it," Chase's velvet voice said into the microphone, the way he said it caused goosebumps to form on my exposed skin.

Anyone else may think he was speaking to the crowd in general, but by the way his eyes were focused on me, I had the feeling he was speaking directly to me.

In perfect timing, the guitar played first, Asher starting the song with perfectly played notes. The drums started after that, forming an already beautiful sounding song.

"I had a dream last night we drove out to see Las Vegas," Chase sung, and for a minute I was too lost in his image to focus on the lyrics, before I realized the meaning of prior words. He wrote these words for me. For me.

Chase wrote this... for me.

"We lost ourselves in the bright lights, I wish you could have seen us. Begging for change to get home, or at least San Francisco. Let's put a ten on the high card and spend a summer on the West Coast," Chase continued singing, and his eyes hadn't moved from mine the same way that mine hadn't moved from his.

"Hey, please don't tell me that I'm dreaming
When all I ever wanted was to
Dream another sunset with you
If I roll over when it's over
I'll take this Cali sunrise with me
And wake up with the fondest memories"

I felt the emotion in my stomach first, like warm water that was swirling in a tidal pool. It travelled upwards, into my heart. The times we had spent in front of the lowering sun flashing through my mind. The way he looked at me while he took the pictures, the way he captured me completely. He really did write this for me, didn't he?

"We made love by the ocean
As the waves crashed around you
Sunsets never were so bright
And the skies, never so blue
You opened up into my arms
And we laughed as I held you
I'll never go back to Georgia
Not at least 'til I have to."

The energy of the people around us was palpable in the air, as they began to move to the perfectly played music. They were dancing, jumping around us. They were dancing, cheering. Bella was doing those things beside me, but I wasn't. I was too stunned to move. I was stuck in place, taken by the awe I felt building inside of me by what I was witnessing.

Chase hadn't moved either. The way we were looking at each other was like there was a line of energy connecting us. He was singing to me, I knew it as much as he did.

Like we were the only people in this abandoned park, it was just me and Chase.

"I had a dream last night
We drove out to see Las Vegas
We lost ourselves in the bright lights

Hey, please don't tell me that I'm dreaming
When all I ever wanted was to
Dream another sunset with you
If I roll over when it's over
I'll take this Cali sunrise with me
And wake up with the fondest memories."

The music slowed, until finally it came to a halt. Chase slowly moved the mic away from his face, pulling it away completely. When the crowd of kids in front of us roared their final cheer, a small smile formed on his lips. But still, he looked at me.

"Thank you guys," he called out, finally breaking eye contact and nodding to the people closest to him.

"Girl," Bella let out from beside me. I looked over to her, wondering if she could see the blush that had formed on my cheeks. I felt like I was flying, like I was so many feet off the ground.

He really wrote that for me?  It's like I couldn't quite grasp the fact that I had made such an impact on him. Like he was moved enough by the time we spent together to form his feelings into a perfect melody.

For me?

I opened my mouth to respond to her, but no words came out. I didn't have any words, because like Chase had made a habit of lately, he stole my breath away.

My breath, my words, my heart, my skin... at this moment they belonged to him completely.

"Go get him," Bella nudged me with her elbow, jerking her head toward the band stage.

I followed her movement, seeing what she was motioning for me to observe. Chase was walking towards us, Asher trailing behind him in the back. Chase's confident alter ego was still there, though just barely now. He was staring at me, a hesitant look on his face as he moved closer to me.

We looked at each other, and I would have to be an idiot to not realize what he was doing. He was searching for my reaction, he was trying to gauge how I felt about the song that he had just dedicated to me. I shook my head, wondering how on earth it could be possible I wouldn't appreciate it.

I shook my head, a large smile forming on my lips as I looked back at him. He seemed to notice it at the same time I began moving towards him, the emotion in my heart turning to pure joy. I only took a few steps before my walk turned into a jog, as if the need to be close to him was growing larger by the second.

I saw Chase's returning smile for only a second, right before I was only inches away from him. I didn't wonder if he would catch me or not before I lifted my arms towards him. His arms wound around my waist at the same time my feet left the ground.

He didn't have time to ask me what I was doing, because my mouth met his. Our lips crashed together, a perfect fit as though he had been expecting it. My legs wrapped around him, his hands moved to my lower thighs as if to support my weight. My hands buried themselves in his hair, and our kiss deepened as if it was an automatic response for the both of us.

I heard the cheers and the hollers from around us, no doubt in response to our very public make out session. I didn't care, frankly, I don't think I could care about anything other than the way I wanted Chase's lips to continue touching mine. The way I wanted his hands on my body, the way I wanted to feel him pressed against me even closer than we were now.

I felt Chase's smile against my lips before I was ready to break our kiss. I only tightened my grip in his long hair in response, pushing his face back against mine. He seemed to get the hint, his smile dropping as his mouth resumed it's movement against mine.

His hands tightened their grip on my thighs, and even though his touch was on my legs, I swear to God I felt it in my stomach, like fireworks that had been set freely and continually. Erupting in a perfect rhythmic sequence, the sparks reaching out until they consumed me completely.

When I had finally run out of air, I pulled back, just barely. Only enough that our lips were no longer touching, but our noses still were. I opened my eyes to find his already opened, his brown eyes hooded with a darkness as he looked at me.

"Indie," Chase whispered my name in a way that sounded like low thunder. "Did you like it?"

"Did I like it?" I said back, as if the words he was speaking were foreign. "Chase Sutton, in what world could I possibly not like what just happened?It was perfect."

He paused, no words leaving his mouth as his eyes moved between mine, as if he was trying to figure out whether or not I was telling the truth. He seemed to find the answer, however, and he caught my lips again.

I felt the impact in my chest, feeling like I had fallen through the air and landed flat on my back.

Chase moved back again, but he pulled me even closer against him. I tightened my legs in response, hooking my ankles around his back.

"I don't know how attached you are to staying at this party," he let out, an edge of something I hadn't heard before in his voice, "but I don't want to be here anymore. I only want to be with you, Indie. Can we go back to my place? Or yours? I don't really care where we go, as long as we go together."

I let my hands loose from his hair, running them down his neck. "I'll go anywhere with you."

AN: I didn't write this song, this song is "Jamie All Over" by Mayday Parade. One of my favourite songs and def a writing inspiration for this book.