'Photosynthesis is a plants way of feeding themselves. Taking sunlight from the sun and water from the soil, the plant then-'I sighed, shutting the science book. Too much studying for one night.

Without my consent, my eyes darted over towards my curtain-drawn window. I bit my lip, wondering what he was doing.

Reaching over, I pulled the curtains away and leaned back onto my bed.

Wow. I just realized how small my room actually is…

Looking out and quenching my curiosity, I sweat dropped when I saw that his curtains were drawn.

"Well…there goes my source of entertainment." Glancing around the room, I saw a rolled up pair of socks on the floor. Groaning, I knew my mom would want me to put them away. "A messy room's a total turn-off for a guy, honey." She'd always say.

Picking up the ball, a sudden idea struck me. Scrambling over to the window, I lifted the glass. Purely concentrating, seeing as I only had one shot at this.

Thunk. Score!

Quickly scrambling to shut the window, I jumped back onto my bed and picked up the book. Glancing over the top, I noticed Sasuke holding his cell up to his ear with a raised eyebrow.

He grabbed his sketchbook and a Sharpie and started to write something. I pretended to read but looked up when I heard tapping.

What'd you throw?

I put on a confused look and grabbed my own sketchbook

Nothing. I'm studying.

He laughed, flipped the page and wrote some more.

With an upside-down book?

Upside down…?

I looked at the words and noticed –with a blush – that the words were upside-down. Crap.

…More challenging?

He shook his head and wrote again.

Try again.

Chuckling, I shut the useless (in this situation) book and placed the sketchbook in my lap. Writing in my bubbly lettering.

Would you believe a pair of socks?

I leaned over my bed and flipped my radio on. Chris Brown's Forever blared through the speakers. I smiled and started to bounce to the beat.

Again, I heard that tapping sound.

Yeah, since I see then in the garden.

Right…I'm going to have to get them back somehow.

Anyway, what's up?

He started to write, but then froze in mid-stroke. He rushed towards his bed and picked up his cell phone and, with a sigh, shut it.

Fight with Ino.

He took it down and started to write some more.

I'm guessing I just made it worse.

I raised an eyebrow now.

How?

Threw the phone on the bed to talk to you.

Gosh, how does he do that?! We're only writing and he manages to get my heart beating faster than normal.

If you can see that I'm the one that understands you.

Been here all along, so why can't you see?

You belong with me?

Whoa, since when did Chris Brown have a girl's voice?! A voice that sounds like…Taylor Swift.

Oh. The song must have changed.

Standing by and waiting at your back door.

All this time how could you not know?

Baby, you belong with me.

You belong with me!

I grinned and started to dance randomly.

Hey, I can't help if Taylor Swift is an amazing artist!

Thunk! Well, that stopped my dancing. And turned me a dark shade of red.

Sasuke was smirking his Uchiha smirk. The very smirk that made me fall in love with him.

I grabbed my sketchbook from under my bed and, after placing a piece of paper by my pillow, started to write.

What'd you throw?

Nothing. I'm studying.

I could feel my eye twitch.

Hardy har har.

What, it's the truth! He pointed to his upside-down math book before bursting out into laughter.

With a growl, I shut the curtain and fell back onto my bed.

Wait…what's that sound? Lifting my head, I noticed it was the paper I had found on my sketchbook.

"Huh. What's this say?" The sound of crinkling paper filled my ears as I opened the paper.

I love you. Bubbly and in cursive. Well…I can see why it was under my bed.

Thunk!

I sighed and placed it on my sketchbook.

Thunk!

"This is probably the closest I'm going to be able to tell him."

Ring ring. Ring ring.

Confused at who would call at this late hour, I picked up my phone.

"Hel-"

"Open the god damn curtain." Click.

I blinked. Leaning over again, I opened the curtain.

You seriously need to stop-He flipped the page-that.

I gave a cheeky grin and stuck my tongue out. Looking down at the paper again, I bit my lip. Thinking.

That annoying tapping sound again.

What are you thinking about?

Should I tell him? I mean…it could make or break our relationship…

If I should tell you something.

He faked a hurt look.

Can't you tell me everything?

Not everything, that's for sure. I looked at the note again.

Fine. If you tell me something first.

What?

Do you like Ino.

He seemed to hesitate before writing extremely slow.

Not really. I…like someone else.

My heart seemed to kick into overdrive. Sucking in a deep breath, I grabbed the paper.

I love you.

I didn't dare to look at him, not wanting to see his reaction. After I was pretty sure he had read those eight letters, I dropped the paper onto the floor.

After sitting in silence – save for the radio that was still playing – I heard it.

That tapping sound again.

Scared, I looked up.

And my heart skipped a beat.

I love you too.

You belong with me,

You belong with me!