Chessa

Not Anymore.

Tessa's POV

When I got to the team 10 house, I couldn't take it anymore. I ran up to my room. I laid on the bed, looking over what happened. I thought he loved me. I thought he cared.  I burst into tears. Ten minutes pass and tears continue to roll down my face. I heard a knock at the door. 

"Tessa?" It was chance.

"Go away."

"Please Tessa. Just let me explain." 

"I don't need explaining. I know exactly what I saw." I shot back.

It was silent for a few seconds.

"Fine. Just please come out." He said. "You owe me that date."

"Not anymore." I said angrily. That's all he cared about. He basically cheated on me and expected a date. Great.

*Chance's  POV*

I screwed up. I definitely screwed up. That girl. She was my Ex. Sam. She kissed me. I didn't kiss her back though. She thought I still loved her....I don't. I love Tessa. She stole my heart.  I will love her no matter what. Even when she hates me. 

I sit down resting my head on the door. She had to come out eventually. 

Minutes go by. Then hours. Finally she came out. Without thinking I jump up and grab her face holding it close to mine.

"I love you tessa. No matter what."

There was a pause.

"THen why did you kiss her?" She pushed my hands away and head downstairs

"Really? You're going to just ignore your problems instead of facing them? If you want the truth I'll give it to you. You just need to listen." I begin to say.

She stops and turns around. "Then tell me. Why did you kiss her?"

"I didn't. She kissed me."'

"And why didn't you stop?"

"Because I imagined her as you. She wasn't afraid to kiss me. You would hesitate sometimes. It was nice to actually kiss someone who meant it." I instantly regretted what I said.

*Tessa's POV*

Nice to kiss someone who meant it?! Really? "You think I don't mean it?!" I raised my voice."I've never loved someone like I loved you chance. Apparently you don't see that." 

I felt like I was going to burst into tears again. I was sad yet angry. Chance was quiet. I brushed past him and grabbed the door handle. I couldn't go down stairs. Not when my face is red.I was about to open it but I felt someone grab my waist. I turned around. Chance grabbed my face and put it to his. Locking lips. His hands move to my waist. Pushing my body to his. The moment lasted forever. Finally, something was going right. I pulled away. My angry feelings were gone.

"I bet you meant that." Chance said.

"Yup. I did. I also mean this." I pulled my lips to his once more. I wrap my legs around his waist. The kiss intensifies. As I let go, Chance carries me bridal style to my bed. He hovers over me. I start to take off his shirt. Then he takes off mine.

"Well? What are you waiting for?" I say.

"Nothing now."

We touched our lips the worked our way to the more intense.