Chase
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The music thumped through the walls of the house, lights flashing across sweaty, laughing faces. The air was thick with perfume, cologne, and the buzz of teenage chaos. Chase stood near the kitchen, a red solo cup dangling loosely in his hand, his eyes locked on her—on you.
You were across the room, laughing a little too loud at something some guy said, leaning in just enough for Chase to notice the way your eyes sparkled when you were having fun. Not with him.
He didn’t even know why he came tonight. Maybe some part of him thought you’d talk. Maybe you’d finally see him—really see him—not just as random rude guy.
But now? You were smiling, your hand brushing the arm of some guy with a too-perfect jawline and confidence pouring off him like cologne. Chase watched the way you tilted your head, that playful sparkle in your eye, and he couldn’t take it anymore.
Without a word, he slipped out the sliding glass door, the night air cool and biting against his skin. He pulled a cigarette from the pocket of his jeans, lit it with trembling fingers, and leaned against the balcony railing, staring out into the dark.
The party’s laughter faded behind him, replaced by the soft hiss of smoke and the pounding of his own heartbeat. He hated how easily you could undo him without even trying.
Maybe it wasn’t your fault. Maybe it was just him, falling too hard for someone who didn’t even know he was standing right there, watching.