Double Trouble

Catching up

I was unable to move. My feet had grown into the floors and my hands were holding on to each other so tight that my knuckles turned white.

And then he started walking over, and a million thoughts rushed throughy my mind all at once. How we met, his snarky comments, me walking in on him naked in the shower, the tension between us at the lake house, our first kiss, and even the damn werewolf-dream.

And of course the night that everything that never should have happened, happened...

"Kate," he said as coming over to me. Once again I melted to the ground. I hadn't even thought about him in so long, yet him just saying my name sent shivers through my body.

He smiled, in his familiar boyish way despite his more manly looks. And before I got to say anything he went in for a hug.

I let out some sort of noice as his warm body pressed in to mine, and suddenly, somehow, it felt safe and I got out of the transe that the sight of him had put me in.

"Chase," i nearly just breathed out as he pulled away. "It really is you. And you've cut your hair."

He let out a laugh as he looked down for a second before going his hand through it. "A lot has change since last time I saw you."

I smiled, though him saying that gave me a rather unpleasant feeling. I managed to laugh, rather awkwardly, pinning my look down into my folded hands. "Yeah, like what? You've got yourself a girlfriend or something?"

It didn't strike me how awkward that must have sounded untill I had said it. I was probably not in a position to ask about his love life since we were practically strangers.

He looked surpriced to be asked that cause his eyes widened. But after a moment a familiar side smirk apperead, making me damn sure that some things never changed.

"Kate, woah, haven't seen you in half a decade and that's the question you ask me first? Would that mean you like my new haircut?"

Yeah, some things never change, for better or for worse...

"I don't know why I asked that," I said honestly. "In fact, I hope for your sake that you have someone."

Now that might have been a lie...

He smiled and bumped his hand into my shoulder, which felt odd, before crossing his arms, which is when I noticed that they too had definetly gotten bigger.

"Well," he started. "I'm happy your saying that, cause in fact..."

My stomach dropped. In fact what?

"I'm engaged," he finished.

My head suddenly started spinning a bit. "Engaged?" I bursted out, forcing on a smile that probably was way to big to look sincere. "But- but we're only like, twenty-two! Oh wow, okay."

He let out a laugh before turning a bit serious. "You're fine with that, right?" His voice sounded awkward and I believe we both knew that this was a strange situation.

"What? Yes, obviosly, why wouldn't I be?"

He sighted out. "Good. But hey," he bumped my shoulder again - what was up with that? "We should definetly catch up then. Eat out or something. And you could meet Holly."

"Holly?"

"That's her name. My fiance."

"Your fiance, yes, indeed." I smiled, afully awkward I had to assume. Nothing felt right here. In front of me stood practically my first love (or at least one of them) and acted like a completely different person. Beside from his one comment he was basically a stranger. He would not stop smiling, fistbumping my shoulder, and he was fricking engaged! The Chase I knew would never be engaged at such young age, perhaps never at all.

I never even imagined him, really, in such pure manner, falling in love with a girl.

Especially not with someone other than me...

The realization of how jealous and self sentered I must have sounded if he had read my thoughts, was embarrasing, and I pretendet to myself that I was fine with all of this.

"What do you say? Dinner tomorow? If you want to bring someone you could too."

I was brought back out of my messy mind. "Yes," I answered, not sure if I had said the right thing or made the worst possible desition ever.

Did I really want to meat the woman Chase was going to marry? And without a date myself?

"I don't have anyone to bring though..," I slowly said, awkwardly. "I'm single."

His eyes widened. "Oh, of course..." He looked confused for a moment. "You have had a boyfriend since we- I mean, since you and Blake were a thing?"

No Chase, since WE were a thing.

Him correcting his sentece hurt more than I wanted it to. But there was no way that I could show him that his words effected me even to this day.

"Well obviously I havn't been single for five years," I laughed, wich made him smile boyishly again.

"Well I mean, if you hadn't that would not exactly be surpricing. Remember Kate, my last memory of you, you weren't exactly that experienced..."

And with that, the magic dissapeared. I couldn't deside if his comment made me cringe or just straight up angry.

"It's a long time since we saw each other, Chase." There was most definetly some snarkiness in my tone.

He put his hands up in defence which actually made me even more annoyed. "Sorry, obviosly. But dinner date then?"

I took a second before slowly nodding. "Sure. Why are you here though? I completely forgot to even wonder."

I for sure had no memory of reading his name from the guest list

He smiled boyishly, once again, "Actually, my fiance, Holly, is H. Bailey."

My insides froze. The hell?

He pointed at something behind me and as I turned around I saw the most beautiful rapper, H. Bailey, standing a couple meters behind me, talking to some other important and definetly famous people.

Never in a billion years had I guessed that Chase would end up with her. Did I mention she was straight up dashing? Her white cocktail dress fit her curvy body perfectly, as she stood there bedazzeled in golden jewelery. Her hair was dark brown and reached her just below her shoulders. And it was thick and healthy as hell. Was I to believe the tabloids it was even real.

I nearly had to pull my jaw up from the floor.

"I would have introdused you two now, but we don't want to go public yet. You're practically in the celebrity world yorself, you would understand?"

I just nodded, unable to speak.

"And Kate?"

Another nod.

"Blake is in town too. If you would like to, I can invite him to."

I froze, yet again.

"We're over all that drama now," he continued. " I promice it won't be awkward. I mean, it's not like we are teenagers anymore anyways, right?"

If he by that meant that our emotions were more stable now, I was probably a teenager after all.

But there was no way I was planning to sit oppose to Chase and fricking H. Bailey, single as my dad after cheating on my mom when I was just a child (we'll go through that later) so I did the only thing that seemed reasonable and agreed. "I'm in."

He smiles and gave me another God damn shoulder fistbump before walking over to his beloved rapper-fiance with the most stupid grin ever.

I was left alone not even having any clue as to how I was feeling. Was I sad that he had moved on? Repelled by his strangely happy personality where his overly cocky comments only made me cringe, or just jealous? And exactly what was I jealous of?

But I grabbedy my phone and wrote the strange dinner date into my callendar, actually feeling a little exited, yet terrified, about it, as I managed to walk to the kitcken and check up on my staff as I planned to do before being interrupded by mr. Utterly Confusing.