"She doesn't know that. We can't read thoughts. Tell her how you feel. Tell her what motivates you to behave the way you do." We can hear what the other person says. We can only guess what they're thinking.
                              
"You make it sound so simple." Jake seemed exhausted.
                              
"In theory it is." In real life it's terrifying.
                              
"Okay, I need to get hammered. Party this weekend?" Jake had a very subtle way of changing the subject.
                              
"Deal."
                              
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"Weekend!" I yelled to no one. The house was empty. School had been a drag as always. Code had asked me to skip but I was too lazy to move. Yep, too lazy to skip school. How 'bout that?
                              
I still had a few hours to kill before we'd go out. I didn't know what the plan was, but I didn't care. I was looking forward to it because it was a unicorn night, meaning that everyone was going. The guys, Gwen and I. Usually there's always someone who can't go. Not tonight baby, not tonight.
                              
But first, a little nap. What? I couldn't sleep at school because people kept talking. It'd be easier if teachers would just shut up every once in a while. They don't respect sleeping people. They should be ashamed of themselves.
                              
Oh God that didn't make sense. See, I need sleep.
                              
As always my beautiful little nap got interrupted.
                              
I groaned when I heard the door bell ring. I decided to ignore it. If they needed me they could text me.
                              
Now, back to my dream. I believe I was at a beach with Ian Somerhalder.
                              
My phone started buzzing. "Oh for fuck's sake." I muttered to myself. It was Chase.
                              
Open the door you lazy woman x 
                              
Oops. I checked the mirror real quick. My clothes were a little wrinkly but my hair and makeup were still intact. Close enough.
                              
"You were napping, weren't you?" Chase said with a huge grin on his face when I opened the door.
                              
"Yes, you interrupted my beauty sleep." I mumbled.
                              
"Aw, you don't need that." Okay, he was forgiven. "You sleep enough at night, you don't need two beauty sleeps." He added. Not forgiven. Nope.
                              
Not even when he hugged me. Not even when he kissed my forehead. Not even when he kissed my lips.
                              
Well, maybe when he kissed my lips.
                              
After a snack. Oh yes, we had a snack ritual, as couples do. Anyway, after a snack we went upstairs because I wanted my bed. It was calling to me.
                              
Chase took a look around when he entered my room. I hadn't realised he'd never seen it. My room was simple and messy. A few band posters on the wall and that's it. I'm not often in my room except for when I'm sleeping.
                              
"I was expecting Barbie posters." I shook my head. I had missed the sass. I was glad he was back to his normal self, rather than sick and tired.
                              
"How's your throat?" I asked to make sure he was healthy again.
                              
"I'm perfectly healthy and pain free." He said proudly. Cute, as if being healthy was a huge accomplishment.
                              
He walked closer to me, invading my personal bubble. I didn't mind. He could be in my bubble whenever he wanted.
                              
"You know, I never got to thank you for taking care of me." He said suggestively. I could already feel my heart rate speed up.
                              
I put my hands on his chest and was glad that his heart rate matched mine.
                              
"How are you gonna thank me?" He answered by smashing his lips against mine with a hunger I hadn't felt before.