I disclaim. I own nothing, nor do I want to, unless Brady counts. :)

Men like us

Chapter 1

"Damn it! I always knew you were after Chloe, Brady!" Phillip growled through his teeth as he walked up to Brady, both fists clenched.

Brady stepped back, not wanting to fight, especially not when surrounded by a swarm of people in Salem Place. "Uncle Phil- calm down! I don't want to fight you."

"Don't uncle Phil me! You stole my girl!"

Chloe hugged Brady's arm tighter and he stepped a foot in front of her, attempting to shield her from this maniac.

"Phillip! You are acting psycho again! I don't love you!"

"Yes you do Chloe. I know you do. YOU know you do." He spoke towards Chloe, but his eyes shot daggers into Brady's. His adversary raised the classic Black eyebrow in return and rolled his eyes.

"Did you get dropped on your head recently?" The sarcasm dropping from Brady's voice only increased the "challenge".

"Why you..." Phil swung his fists rabidly in their direction as Brady pulled Chloe away.

"Phillip! Stop! I don't love you! I love Brady!"

Both men (or should I say the man and the mouse) turned, shocked. Chloe's mouth hung open at her own words. Had she really said that? Biting her lip, she averted her gaze.

Brady looked down upon her, his voice soft. "You... you love me?"

Chloe looked up and met his gaze. "Yeah... yeah I do," she spoke, her voice quavering, but confident of her decision.

A 100-watt smile lit up Brady's handsome face. "I love you too," he whispered, his blue pools moist, his arms now wrapped around her.

"Uh, sorry to interrupt this fairy tale moment, but what about ME?" Phil whined, jumping up and down.

"Go fly a kite, UNCLE Phil." And with that, Brady led Chloe off, leaving Phillip to be giggled at by onlookers.

His frustration grew as he became more and more paranoid of the stares he was getting. "What?!!!!" he screeched, causing a little girl to run away crying.

Phil stormed out of Salem Place and sat down on a bench. Unable to keep still, he stood up again and began to pace. Replaying the recent events over and over in his mind, his animosity grew with every second.

"DAMN IT!!!!!!" he screamed at the top of his lungs while giving a nearby trashcan a giant, swift kick.

"Hey!" A voice behind him yelled. "Don't kick Danny!"

Phillip stopped his psychotic actions, turned on his heel, and met the gaze of the most gorgeous hazel (?) eyes he had ever seen, and that was the start of it all...