love is underrated.

Chapter Ninety-Five.

My head felt like it was splitting. This morning was the first I've felt by far. I didn't know hangovers could get this bad. As I came to my sense's I felt Chase's arm wrapped around my waist. His warmth was nice but the floor beneath is was hard and cold. I turned around to be greeted by his cheeky smile. "You too?" He asked as he looked at my squinting eyes. I hummed in agreement and nodded too. I lifted the blankets to tuck my cold arms into the warmth and I was greeted by I view I didn't wish to see. "Jesus." I said screwing my eyes shut. I'm too hungover to see my best friends dick right now, or ever. "What you didn't mind last night?" Chase laughed. My mind filled with scenes from the shower. "Shit." I breathed remembering our drunk state from last night. "You didn't have to sleep naked." I stared at the ceiling to hide the blush in my cheeks. "I did, you got my boxers all wet remember." he chuckled some more. "God we really were that drunk." I laughed it off and Chase did too. "Thinking about it now, like ew gross." Chase added while he sarcastically gagged on his finger. "It's weird to say the least." I turned laying back down on his chest. 

Chase and I both knew this wouldn't happen again. He's been the only constant in my life and making things messy would ensure I'd lose him and out of everyone I know that would hurt me the most. I lay thinking about all the amazing people that have came into my life that I don't talk to anymore. Theres Noen, Jackson, Bryce, Taylor, my parents, and... Payton. I looked down at the ring that was still attached to my finger and I would be until the day I die. I looked up at Chase who had fallen back into a slumber and I was filled with guilt. Even though it has almost been a full year since I had spoken to Payton my heart still longed for him. Nothing has been the same since after him and I know it will never change. There is still that light in me that hopes one day I will be with him again, but most of my knows that he doesn't want me. If he did he would have found a way to call, to text. He wouldn't have stopped out of no where. He wouldn't have left me the way he did. I know I'm happier now but I can't help but think i would have been happier with him. Looking down at this ring is like looking at a life I should have had that I will no longer get anymore. Payton promised to be mine forever. Ever since that day he has been permanently been engraved on my heart and those markings will be there when I'm six feet under. 

I slid out from under Chase's arm and got up off of the floor we had slept on. Going over to the counter, my phone was dead so I grabbed a charger and plugged it in. I picked up Chases phone and I was 3:26pm. Shit. "Chase... We have to get up. The movers will be here at 4." I nudged him lightly. "No." He grumbled putting the pillow over his head. "Up." I Whipped back the covers. He curled in a ball to hid his naked self. "Here." I threw him his back pack so he could get him self dress and I went into the closet to start unpacking the res of our clothes. I was leaving Chase to deal with everything else. As much as I love him and he is my best friend every time I looked at him I could imagine Payton's face if I told him. I know he couldn't care less but I care. It's been a two years since I last saw him so surely I should feel okay sleeping with other people. I don't obviously. It's not like Payton and I split up, its not like he broke my heart or cheated. He just left. Everything was fine with us and I've never had a reason to hate him and I guess it would be easier if I did. 

I showered and cleaned ready for starting to unpack the mounds of boxes that were now cluttering the apartment. Chase was starting on putting the beds back together and I had already organised the kitchen and started on the furniture in the living room. It was nice to have our things here finally and have them starting to fill out the apartment the way I had visioned it. I grabbed two of my boxes for my bedroom and headed in. Chase was just finishing up the bed and the nightstands. 

"Need any help?" I asked setting down the boxes behind the door. "I'm quite the handy man actually." He smirked as he sarcastically dusted of his trousers. "It's not gonna fall apart on my is it." I said lightly pulling on the bed frame. He scowled. "I don't know lets test it." He threw mw over his shoulder before slamming me into the mattress. I snickered at the suddenness as he fell onto the bed with me. "God you bed has always been so much comfier that mine." He said as he stared up at the ceiling. I smiled lightly, without turning his way. "I've had enough of unpacking." I sighed. 

Chase turned to me and pushed my hair away from my face as he looked down at me puzzled. "What's wrong? Don't say nothing Daisy." I knew he wouldn't drop it. "God, I feel so guilty. And dirty." I Whispered as my throat tightened. The thoughts just wouldn't go away. "Is this about last night?We were drunk, it doesn't matter." Chase brushed it off but I couldnt let it go. "It will matter to him I know it." I tear rolled down the my lips and the slaty ness was tasted at the tip of my tongue. "What, Payton? Seriously Daisy. Fuck him. If he cared about you he would be here." He scoffed. "Ouch." I blinked turning my face away from him. "I didn't mean it like that." He moved closer placing his comforting touch on my leg. "He's the one missing out. You shouldn't have to put your whole life on hold because he wanted to leave. That's not fair. He's the one that stopped talking to you and now look at us. We are living the life Dais. I'll always have you back no matter what. And guess what?" He said wiping my tears. "What?" I sniffled. "He will never find anyone as good as you and he's the idiot for throwing it all away." I nodded agreeing with every word that fell from his lips. I knew he was right but it was still a hard pill to swallow. 

"I know what will cheer you up." Chase smile as he walked out the room. I moped getting up from the bed and followed him to the kitchen. He rummaged through my purse getting my car keys. "Come on." He held out his hand as he put on some slides that I had neatly lined up by the door. "Chase.." "No, I'm not telling just come on." He interrupted and I smiled at his forcefulness. I nodded with a smile and slid on some shoes and followed him down to my car. Chase made it clear he was driving and I went round to the passenger side to climb in the car. As I got in Chase was looking on his phone and I tired to peer over to see what he was looking for be he caught on to my sneakiness and turned his phone away.