In Love With THAT Twin...

Chpt. 38 My Idiot.

*Chaz's POV*

I pulled up in Chloe's driveway. How could I be so stupid? We were searching for her Math book in her bag when these girls were in Trevland but then Ry suddenly got their attention and I pushed over Chloe's bag back to its place. I didn't even realize that the book I had in my hand, fell into it.

I pulled over and saw Chloe walk, no scratch that, skip towards me.
"What's with the skipping? "
She just grinned at me and handed me my book.
" Too eager to get rid of me? "
" OH c'mon that's not what I meant", she defended.
"Yeah Yeah. Who would look at poor ol' Chazzie when Justin is so charming to them right? ", I pouted.
" Wha- well Justin isn't charming to me okay? Infact he's a skeez", she huffed.
I threw back my head in laughter.
"You two still not talking? ", I gasped between laughs.
" No we aren't", she crossed her arms.
"I mean why should I go and talk huh? He's being a jerk "
" Yeah? What'd he do? "
" Well he was insulting Nick. And then he yelled at me"
"And why are you defending Nick? "
" OH c'mon not you too! What do you guys have against him? ", she ranted clearly mad at me.
" Woah there. Easy tiger. Easy"
"Ha ha not funny"
"Okay sorry", I held my ears and she laughed.
Right then we heard a car zoom past us and pull over in the neighborhood. We turned over and saw Justin get off and walk over to his house.
"Hey Justin?! "
I cupped my hands around my mouth and called him over. I saw Chloe fidget but who cares?
"What up man", he shoved his hands in his pockets.
Typical Justin.
"OH nothing. Just saying hi", I smiled.
"Hi", he shrugged.
"I-I'll get going. See you tomorrow Chazzie", Chloe muttered as she walked away.
Oh damn.

"Still not talking to her? ", I chuckled as we walked over to my car.
He just shrugged in reply.
" Why don't you go apologize? ", I suggested.
" Apologize? C'mon dude. I can't do that. You know why", he defended.
"Yeah I know. But do you really think you're helping?"
"She's all about him", he scoffed.
"Are you jealous? "
"Jealous? Me? Yeah sure", he rolled his eyes.
"What? It's okay to admit. "
"Dude I'm not jealous. Why would I be jealous? "
"Because you she chose him over you? "
He tensed up at that. A little jaw clenching that he thought would go unnoticed. Then he turned back to me.
"I don't care"
"Of course you don't. That's why you won't even look her in the eye? "
" You sound like a pussy", he chuckled.
"Aye c'mon man. I'm tryna be the cupid here", I joked.
"Well then you're fired", he nodded.
"Why don't you tell her? Or should we? ",I asked.
"Not a word. I gotta do this"
"When? "
Everything has its time man", he pressed his lips together.
"It takes no Sherlock to know that you gotta apologize to her first", I crossed my arms.
He nodded as I gave him a pat and got into my car.
"See you tomorrow man", I chuckled as I drove off.
Tell her Justin. Tell her soon.

*Chloe's POV*

I sat down on my bed with my guitar. Sometimes you're really glad that music can get your emotions out. I strummed to a tune that's been stuck in my head throughout the day today. Today was good. I finally got time with Nick, alone.
Claire's gonna be back tomorrow. My little vacation from hell would end. I should be happy tho. Happy that Nick remembers me. He remembers what we had. All of today that I spent with Nick, I was happy. I had fun. I laughed. But I felt hollow. Somewhere. I don't know. It's like I can't shake off this feeling.
Nick made me laugh. But he made me cry due to laughter.
Nick made me happy. But he made me crazier.
I had fun with Nick. But I enjoyed with him.
I was with my Knight. But he was all over in my head.
I'm just so used to having him around and now that he isn't, it's like I lost something. Something I can't fill no matter what. But why can't he accept Nick? Nick is nice. And this unreasoned hate has got to stop. Nick's important to me. But so is he.
"You play really good you know"
I gasped at the sudden voice and then realized I had been playing all this time.
"YOU SCARED THE FUCK OUT OF ME", I yelled as I tried to even my breathing.
He just chuckled as he walked over to my bed and sat down, arms crossed above his head and eyes closed.
"Continue playing"
What the fuck?
"What do you mean continue playing? Mom's not home. Come back later"
"And why would I do that? "
" Because you wanted to talk to Mom? ", I rolled my eyes to which he chuckled again.
" You're Mom's hot muffin, but I can't compete with your Dad. He's the man", Justin saluted.
"Then why the hell are you here? "
" I heard you playing. I came in to get a better view"
"You don't get a 'view' when you wanna hear someone play the guitar", I stood up with my hands on my hips.
He walked over to me and stood closer to me.
Did I skip a heartbeat? Nope.
He snaked his arm around my waist and in one swift motion, pulled me towards him. Our faces were inches away and I could feel his hot breath fanning my face.
Did I have a heart attack? Yup.
"Yeah but you're not just someone", he whispered.
We stood there for what seemed like hours till he broke the moment.
"So what were you playing? ", he motioned over to my guitar.
" Just something random"
"I liked the sound of that", he grinned.
I grabbed my hand and led me towards Claire's room.
"I gotta show you something"
We walked towards her window and I stopped right there as Justin climbed over the window sill.
He turned to me. "You coming or what?"
"No way. I'm not doing this"
"OH c'mon"
"HELL no Justin. I'm not climbing out a window. I'll take the door", I shook my head.
Knowing my luck, I'd probably die.
" Well then good luck explaining my Mom why you wanna come into my room this late"
He's got a point. Pattie would think I'm such a creep.
"Then I don't have to come to your room", I reasoned.
"Then I have to pick you up and take you with me"
"DON'T YOU DARE"
"Well then c'mon", he easily crossed the distance between the two windows and looked at me from his room, waiting.
"Muffin I'm growing a beard here", he whined.
"Nope. I'm not coming"
"Don't make me drag you"
"You wouldn't"
"Are you afraid? ", he mocked.
Oh hell no. He'd never quit teasing me about it.
" N-no", I gulped.
"Then what is it? ", he raised his eyebrows.
" I-I'm well you see actually"
"Muffin"
I looked over to him and he seemed serious. If I don't do this, he'd pick me up and take me with him which I know will cause us both to fall down plus a lifelong teasing about being a chicken but if I do this, I die. Which sounds better? Suggestions anyone?