Love Beyond Time, The Rewrite {PriceField Fanfiction}

Just Us

"Max, I can drive you to school, really it's no trouble." Chloe swings her keys around her finger and anxiously awaits my answer. I have never seen her so excited in a situation that involves school, especially Blackwell.
"No, seriously Chloe, I think I'll make it on my own. Besides, the fresh air on the way to the bus stop will do me good."
"But imagine how much faster you can get there by car!" Chloe leaps out of the couch and throws on a black jacket. "Chloe, are you deaf? I don't..."
"Please Max, let me drive you. It will give me an excuse to hang around campus and check up on some friends before step-ass evicts me from," she uses air quotations, " "his" school property. I swear, the guy's got a complex with power."
I don't know why she wants to drive me so badly, but on second thought I don't mind spending some more time with her. Last night we had a moment. It felt like one of us should have kissed the other. Nothing happened and Chloe didn't bring it up this morning, we just ate breakfast as normal, straight, recently re-discovered friends. For some reason that really frustrated me, normally Chloe is always looking into things too deep, yet this time she just acted like nothing happened. As if we didn't wake up in eachothers arms, our lips only a few inches apart. Waking up next to her, almost on top of her, made my heart stop for a second, only to beat insanely fast a few seconds later. I want to have that feeling again, but in a scenario where I don't have to keep my feelings a secret.
"Ok, just promise me you will stay out of trouble." Chloe nods and opens the door for me.
"When have I ever been in trouble?"
...
We are nearing Blackwell. The entire car ride I was replaying last night, contemplating whether or not I should tell Chloe I have feelings for her. Not just some feelings, a lot of them. When people reunite after years, specifically best friends, shouldn't it feel more comforting and relaxed? Shouldn't that person make you feel exactly the same as the years before you parted from them? Because, Chloe does not feel like my best friend anymore. I trust her way more than a best friend, I want to give her more than just my friendship. I want to love her and that scares me. We just reunited, I can't just drop out of the sky with some love declaration. Not to think of the possibility that she might not be into girls at all.
"What's up with you Max? You have been suspiciously silent the entire morning." She says, shooting me a quick look full of concern. "Is this about last night?" Chloe aks, the tone of her words confuses me. It was a serious tone, not something Chloe does often. This can mean she either hated or secretly enjoyed it. I can play this two ways, tell the truth or play dumb. Option two clashes with my morals, but it seems to be the best choice in this situation. Chloe is a hard ass, but she overshares quickly when she thinks the other person doesn't understand her.
"What about last night?" I bluntly ask, while staring out of the window. Chloe rolls her eyes. "You know exactly what I'm talking about. We fell asleep hugging, kind of more as just friends." She looks at me, eyebrows raised. I shrug, acting as if I have no idea what she's talking about. Chloe sighs and lowers her voice, "Your hand was kind of groping my left boob and I may have been groping your cute butt." There's the oversharing, mission accomplished.
"That sounds kind of gay Chloe."
"Exactly..." Chloe's mouth curls up into a smile as she turns her sight back to the road.
"I kind of liked it." She admits with a mumble. My heart raises again, this is good news, very good fucking news. I feel so relieved. My ears start to heat up, and I can feel the color red appearing on my cheeks. I don't hide it, there is no shame here just love.
"I am so fucking relieved." I say, nervously laughing to mask the fact that I'm nervous. I try to accept and alter my hesitant and shaky feelings, but they always seem to take control in one way or another. Chloe awkwardly laughs with me. When the silence returns, I don't know which way to look. Should I be looking at her, my feet, out the window?
I choose scenery over beauty, but to my surprise the car isn't moving anymore. We are parked at Blackwell and I didn't even notice that the car had stopped making noise.
The school bell rings, but I don't move. I feel a strong urge to smash my lips against Chloe's, and maybe even surprise her with a little tongue.
Wow Max, calm down, don't jam your tongue into her mouth yet, take it slow you prude.
"I..." I take a deep breath and try to let my heart slow down while still willing to be as truthful as possible, "I have never felt these kind of feelings for... for anyone."
Chloe throws her neck back and stares at the ceiling of her old and rusty truck. She listens carefully, somehting I'm not really used to of her. The next words she might say can either make or break this entire, newly-discoverd, crush.
"Does it bother you that it's me?" She asks. I give her a confused look. "Is it because I'm a girl or your best friend?" Chloe continues, still avoiding eye contact. It sounds as if this isn't the first time someone like me, a straight girl, fell in love with her.
"No, that doesn't bother me. What bothers me is that... I... I don't understand how this..." I point form me to Chloe, "happened." I can feel my anxiety taking over, resulting in me using elaborate hand gestures as I continue, "Suddenly we are more as friends. Why? How? When did you, you know..."
"Fall for you?" She adds, glaring at me from the corners of her eyes.
"Listen, Max. I find it best to not think about why or how feelings boil up. I find it best to just listen to them instead of acting out against them. Because, one way or another you will fall to them, always."
"Well, what do your feelings tell you?"
Chloe smiles softly and closes her eyes. "They are telling me to kiss you." She turns to me, her eyes full of love and a slight hint of sexual desire.
She tenderly places her hand on my cheek, and strokes it with her slim fingers, while leaning in closer until our lips gently touch.