I open my eyes and smile at the sight of Chloe getting dressed. We slept in the treehouse. I can't remember, but I think I was enjoying the moment cuddling with Chloe and fell asleep. I have never been more happy to wake up.

Chloe turns around and sees me looking.

"Were you staring at my cute butt?"

"Guilty as charged, officer cheeks."

Chloe jumps onto the mattress.

"Your puns are getting weaker, is this love stuff making you soft Maxine?"

I push her and she tumbles.

"Shut up dork!"

She sits again and comes closer to me.

"You love me though, come on, come on!"

She pokes me in my ribs. When she realizes that I giggle, because, of course I am ticklish she starts tickling me.

"No- No Chloe! Please!"

I lay down and try to get Chloe to stop, but she keeps tickling and I keep laughing like a retarded seal.

"Say the magic words!" she teases.

With all the strength I have left, I try to say the sentence without breaking down in laughter.

"Chloe Price is the most beautiful girl ever."

She stops tickling and laughs proudly.

"Did it never occur to you that that was one of my flirt moves?"

Now that she mentions it, yes. I sort of did, but I thought I was imagining it.

"I was to busy trying to figure out how to stop my crush for you. I should've payed more attention."

"What about the time I dared you to kiss me?"

"We did it a thousand times before, I just thought you did it with everyone after a few beers."

She pretends to be shocked. I know it's staged because of the way she's over exaggerating her gestures.

"At arms! Ye doth offend me, ye dorky peasant!"

"Where do you even find the time to learn those words?"

"You know William has that weird love for old english."

Just hearing her dad's name brings me back to our childhood.

"We should watch some movies with him. I always loved movie night at your house."

"Not until you apologise."

She pouts and tilts her head.

"You are irresistible babe, come here."

I kiss her. As we part I stare deeply into her eyes.

"I'm sorry for calling you a slut."

"You didn't."

"I was thinking it."

"Fuck you, Caulfield."

She pushes me and pins me down onto the soft mattress.

"Even though it was the worst apology ever I, the generous Chloe will accept it."

She kisses me, and the whole world along with all my worries disappear. I run my hand through her soft blue hair and try to be closer. It's physically impossible, but right now in this moment, it feels like nothing else exists.

It's just me and Chloe. A loud alarm makes us take a break from our make out session. Chloe rolls her eyes when she sees it's her phone. It's not an alarm, someone is calling her.

She answers the call while I wrap my arms around her like a sloth.

"Hello?" I can hear Rachel's voice on the other end. I try to ignore it as the conversation continues until I hear my name.

"You can't seriously be dating that lowlife hipster."

Shots fired. I can't stand hearing her talk about me like that. My blood starts boiling at the sound of her voice. Fucking bitch.

"Shut up Rachel! If this is going to be about Max I might as well hang up and go back to making out with her."

"Go to hell Chloe, I am done with you! Don't you dare call me if that wannabe photographer leaves you."

"She would never do that. Go suck Frank's dick some more."

I can hear Rachel tearing up on the other end. Damn Chloe, that was really hard. I didn't know this had such a huge impact on her.

"You and Max belong together, both of you are backstabbing bitches who can't be-"

Chloe hangs up before Rachel could say another word and throws her phone across the treehouse.

"You fucking cock sucking whore!"

Chloe screams as she sits up. I put my hand on her shoulder. I have never seen her this pissed and upset at the same time. Those things Rachel said, they were harsh and hurtful, but Chloe took them very serious.

"I'm sorry," Chloe says as she puts her hand on mine. "I just... I don't know. I wish it was diffrent."

"What do you mean?"

"Fuck, I don't know. That she could just be ok with it; with us."

I understand her. If I was in Rachel's position I would probably been disappointed, and maybe mad, but I would never call Chloe just to scream at her. Or maybe I would. I shouldn't overthink this. I should be happy I'm the one who's laying next to Chloe.

"We got class in an hour, you want to go to two whales and grab some pancakes?"

Chloe's mood switches from pissed to hungry in no time.

"Oh, hella yes. Get dressed hipster!"

She throws my shirt at me and I quickly put it on.

"I'll drive," Chloe says swinging the keys around her finger.

"Well yeah, I can't drive stick."

"What! You are joking right?"

"Nope, I can only drive an automatic."

"Psh, that's not even driving."

We leave the treehouse and walk to the car discussing my driving skills. Who am I kidding? I'm happy if I make it out of the drive way. I crashed my dad's car this year. He was so mad I wasn't allowed to go on the camping trip with Warren that weekend. Which was more of a favor than a punishment.

We pull into the parking lot and step out of the truck.

"Good morning, girls."
That guy Frank walks up to us before we can walk into the diner.

"What do you want?"

"Calm down Price, I just wanted to know where Rachel is."

"I don't know."

"What do you mean, you don't know? You guys are basically glued together."

"Frank, I really don't know where she is, we kinda had a fight."

Frank looks confused with a slight hint of disbelief.

"Any idea where I might find her?"

"Jesus dude, why are you so obsessed with her?"

This is going downhill.

"It's none of your business why I want to see her."

"No, actually it is."

Chloe crosses her arms and takes a step closer to Frank. Why is she doing this? Why am I doing nothing shouldn't I back her up or something? I just stand there frozen in the conflict.

"Fuck off, punk."

He pushes Chloe backwards. Chloe wants to launch a punch at him. I try to grab her arm but something already prevents Chloe from hitting Frank. A dog jumped Chloe and is barking like a maniac at her. She holds her arms in the air and slowly walks backwards.

"Tell your dog to back off!"

"Pompidou, here boy." Frank commands.

The dog obeys and sits next to Frank still growling at Chloe.

"I'm going to walk away and look for Rachel. Don't pull that shit again, because next time you'll lose your face."

Frank walks away before Chloe can give an answer. She puts both her middle fingers up behind Frank's back. She is really taking all this harder then I expected. This must be hard for her. Rachel calls her out for a cheater while they never dated, and Rachel was doing it with Frank, and maybe even Jefferson.

No matter how hard this is going to get, I will stand by Chloe 'til the end.