Chapter 12

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ELOISE'S POV>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>

I wake up snuggled into Chase's hoodie. It smells just like him and it feels warm and cozy. I smile opening my eyes seeing Chase in the room smoking a cigarette. 

"Hey sleepy head", he says.

"Hi", I say smiling. "Why are you smoking?" I ask confused. 

"It helps me get things off my mind", he says with a shrug.

"C-can you stop smoking please". I beg. 

"Why"? He asks. 

"Because smoking can give you lung cancer and it can kill you", I mumble. he was about to inhale but stopped the cigarette on his lip. 

He throws it on the floor and steps on it, and picks it up to throw it in the garbage. 

"Thank you", I mumble. 

He nods, "no problem I don't want to do something your uncomfortable with". I smile, and he smiles back.

"I love you Chase", I say. 

"Love you to Eloise", he says with a wink. I blush and quickly use the hoodie sleeve to cover it up. 

"I love seeing you blush", he says tilting his head to the side. 

"I'm not blushing Chase". I say trying to not smile but terribly fail.

"Mi Amore we already talked about this." Don't be afraid to show the blush I give you". He says with a smirk. 

"And don't be afraid to hide that hardness I give you", I snap back. And his smirk slips off his face and he looks down. 

His smirk returns, "Mi amore I don't hide it". 

My eyes widen, "your telling me you walk around with that, and you don't feel embarrassed". I say shocked. 

He shakes his head, "I want everyone to know how you make me feel", he says. I roll my eyes and turn away from him. "What did I say about the eye roll". He grumbles. 

"You can't do nothing about it", I say poking out my tongue. 

"Not yet". He says.

"Have a good time waiting". I say giggling. 

He smiles while shaking his head. "I love hearing that sound", he says. 

"Thanks", I say with a huge grin. 

"I like your very deep voice", I say back. He smirks looking away. His face turns into a frown for a second but he quickly covers it.

"What's wrong?" I ask. 

"Nothing", he says shaking his head. I seen your face, you look mad about something. I am not mad, he says. 

"You were taking a cigarette", I said.

"And"? He asks confused. 

"You say you only take it when your stressed which means you were stress about something". I say. 

"Look Eloise, I'm fine ok please stop worrying". 

"Sorry your making it hard for me not to worry, you won't express what's up so your bottling everything up" I say my voice slightly raising.

"The problem is I don't know what's going on"! He shouts. I flinch at his tone. 

"Why don't you start from the beginning". I say softy

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