opposites attract | chase hudson

*ellie's perspective*

i was surprised that the door didn't just completely cave in when he hit it, my heart skipped a beat but i could tell that it was coming, perhaps even more than he did. spending the amount of time we had together you learn to understand someone's body language and the way their mind works, sometimes even better than they do themselves.
chase's breath was shaky and every muscle in his body tense, i finally understood what people meant when they called him overprotective.
swirls of dark and messy hair rested on his forehead, almost covering his eyes. their normally bright and icy blue hue had shifted into something darker, more passionate, and the more i looked at them the more they pulled me in. their deep darkness spilling over, filling the whole room and the air around us.
he removed his hand from the dent in the door and slowly lifted it to my face, wiping away the remainder of a tear. i intertwined his hand with mine and gently graced his already bruised knuckles with my lips in a soft kiss.

he had been avoiding eye contact the whole night but now he finally locked eyes with me, and i felt closer to him than ever.

the sound of music and partying on the other side of the door grew distant, fading slowly into the background, and all i could hear was our breathing. neither of us could hold back anymore, we were both still upset but right then it didn't matter. i crashed into his embrace and he wrapped his arms tight around me, lifting me to my tippy toes. i rested my face against his warm chest and dug my fingers into the fabric of his hoodie, nothing seemed to be close enough. he held me so tight i could hear his heartbeat in my head and the rise and fall of his chest with every breath he took, and the panic and confusion finally faded. for the first time that night, my shoulders relaxed and the anxious shiver i didn't even notice had been there disappeared.

-i love you, he whispered into my hair and the soft crack at the end followed by a sniffle made me pull him even tighter. the familiar smell of his cologne wrapped me in a blanket of comfort and warmth, i'm stealing this hoodie later, i thought to myself. when we finally managed to let go of each other, his hoodie was wet with both mine and chase's tears and we couldn't help but laugh at the emotionality of it all. quiet giggling soon turned into hysterical laughter mixed with crying and we had to lay down on the bed because of the stomach ache it brought.
-i love you too, i replied once our laughter had died down and he turned to look at me. i ran my hand through his tangled hair and he pulled me into a deep kiss, our faces still wet with tears of both sadness and joy.