It was our 3rd night at Good Ol' Bentley. I was sitting alone in the damp grass, gazing up at the night sky when he sat by. Chase said nothing and just stared at the night sky too, watching the stars and the hours pass by. I wanted to look at him but I couldn't... I shouldn't. Silence filled the air and it felt like an eternity. I took a deep breath and let out a sigh. From my peripheral point of view, Chase was looking at me, and then he slowly took my hand and let his fingers lace through mine. I looked at him, surprised and confused at the same time. I pulled my hand but he won't let go. He said nothing and smiled at me. My heart kept on pounding, fast and hard. He leaned in closer and I could see the sparkle in his eyes just like the stars in the night sky.
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What If?
Teen FictionStella Martins had always been so sure about what she wants in life... until she met Chase Johnson. What If... she started to fall for him? What If... he's always showing her signs that he likes her more than she thinks? What If... he actually felt...
