Project Rewrite

My girl

"Immature love says: 'I love you because I need you.' Mature love says 'I need you because I love you.' "

-Erich Fromm

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It's almost ten in the evening and Chase and I are inside my bedroom watching Supernatural. I think Castiel grew on him.

I was snuggled in my comforter while he was sitting on the bed, his back to the dashboard.

"Are you planning to stay the whole night?" I asked sarcastically. After the whole taking off his shirt incident a while ago, I just can't seem to calm my heart down whenever he's around.

"That actually sounds great." He answered.

I rolled my eyes. "Seriously, Chase. It's late. Go home." I said as I was pushing him to stand.

"I am serious. Let's start the project now." he smirked.

The King of Smirks everybody!

"You're insane. We can't do this now. I need to prepare."

"Prepare for what?" both of his eyebrows shoot up

"Prepare for everything.I need to clean, buy a mini-bed for you, tell Red." My eyes grew wide in realization "Oh no. I forgot about Jared."

"Who's Jared?" Chase narrowed his eyes.

"Red." I answered in a 'Duh' tone.

His face started to brim red and I knew he was holding a laugh.

3..2..1

"Pft. Hahahahahahahaha! His-name-is-is-Jared? Hahahaha." he clutched his stomach while laughing uncontrollably.

"What's wrong with his name? I think it's rather manly." I defended

"You're just saying that because you like him" he stopped laughing and sat in the bed properly. He had his knowing look in his face again.

"I do not." I said in a higher pitch.

"Sure. Whatever let's you sleep at night." he pinched my left cheek.

"Let's go back to the problem here alright? Red can't see you here. He'll go ballistic."

He didn't say anything for a second. "I'd love to see him blow his mind out." an evil grin was plastered in his face

"Chase." I warned.

"What's wrong if he sees us?"

"He's a bit protective of me. He'll probably beat you to a pulp first then do it to me after just to teach me a lesson."

"He'll never hurt you."

"I know."

"Noted: The subject doesn't want the love of her life see her with a random guy he met a week ago. She doesn't want him to think badly of her."

Bullseye.

"What are you--"

"Just tell me the truth, I'm a Psychology student remember?" He inched closer to me "I read expressions. I know when you're lying."

The Supernatural episode just ended and it's already fifteen minutes to eleven.

People are vulnerable at this time of night and I know that I should put my guards up. But something about Chase's eyes tell me that it's okay to be honest. It's okay to let it all out.

"He's the most important person in my life. I just want him to look at me as perfectly as I look at him."

I saw a slight hurt in his eyes and I didn't know why. Was it because of what I said? Does he think I'm a low kind of girl for thinking that way?