Disclaimer: Hmm...if I owned Common Law, there would be so much TravisxWes that we all would explode! c: sooooo, no. I own nothing...

Wes' POV:

"You seem like a real grown-up with a lot of potential."

Honestly, who does this 'Morgan' guy think he is? 'Travis 2.0' my ass.In my opinion, this guy is nothing compared to Travis. Though I wouldn't say that to his face. His ego is big enough. At the moment, this Morgan guys is in my face telling me I "need a new partner" and "Travis is holding me back"

Again.

Who the hell does he think he is?

"Travis does drive me nuts sometimes..." I said to him with a hint of a smile. "I mean , there are sometimes i'd like to take him where they won't find the body. You know what I mean?" In an instant, the smile on my face was replaced with a frown.

"But he's my partner. Only i'm allowed to talk about him like that. You dont know him: what he's done, or what he's capable of doing. So you should just shut the hell up. That's some professional advice for you." He immediately went silent.

Heh, serves you right asshole.

His eyes lingered behind me for a good five minutes before he rolled his eyes and walked away.

"Okay..." I mumbled to myself as I watched him walk away and returned to what I was doing. Well , that is until I felt a pair of eyes watching me. Should I look up? Was it some stalker-weirdo who was waiting for me to be alone so they can kidnap me?

...Okay, so i'm a bit paranoid, so what?

As soon as looked up, I was met with a happy looking Tavis wearing the brightest smile I have ever seen. I could swear his face was going to rip in half any second. While I was wondering how long he was standing there, he spoke up.

"Man, I knew it!" He shouted with a smile.

"Travis, if you're talking about you starting the food fight, I'm pretty sure we all knew it." I said just to piss him off.

"Dammit Wes," Travis complained "you know that wasn't what I was talking about!"

Now he had that cute little pout on his face. God, I love those lips. No wonder he had so many women chasing after him. What I would give to just ki-

"...-es? Wes! Are you even listening to me?"

"Huh?" I snapped out of my daydream at the mention of my name.

"I said thank you."

Woah.

Did he just say what I think he said? Isn't this the part of the dream where the flying monkeys come in?

Yeah, don't ask...

"Uhh...Travis, are you okay? You do realize you just thanked me, right?" I said with so much suprise that he seemed a bit annoyed.

"Yes, Wes-"

"Hey, that rhymed."

"Will you just let me finish!?" Travis nearly shouted. I chuckled as that infamous pout of his came back. This was too much fun.

"What is it, Travis?" After a minute of silence, that bright smile that had appeared on his face moments ago was back.

"Well I heard what you said to that asshole a minute ago. You didn't have to stick up for me...but you did. And I appreciate it. So...thanks. I guess."

He ended that with his eyes on his shoes and a blush slowly rising to his cheeks. It was no where near the blush that flooded my suprised face.

"Ohh, you heard all that?"

"Yeah."

"Ehm. Well then...you're welcome?" It came out more as a question, but judging by the way he looked up at me, I knew he understood.

"So, do I really drive you nuts?" I laughed a little.

"Do you really have to ask?"

"Heh, I guess not," he smiled a bit before sitting on the edge of my desk. "but is it the good kind, or the bad kind?"

That had me thinking. Of course when he drove me nuts, it was the bad kind. If his childish actions, constant rule breaking, and non-stop flirting with everything that breathes are anything to go by, then yes. It is the bad kind. But even though that is true, I can't help but love that about him...

Love.

Love?

Did I really love Travis?

I know we fight a lot and we might not get along all the time. We are total opposites and yet, I feel like we totally complete each other.

Oh God, am I really that cheesy?

I can see by the look on his face that he's waiting for an answer. That's exactly what i planned on giving him. Now or never, right?

"Well I guess its a little bit of both," I told him honestly. Here goes nothing. "but I guess that's just what I love about you."

Before letting my eyes roam everywhere else around the room, except for those sky blue eyes of his, I caught a quick glimpse of a smirk slowly rising to his lips.

"Do you have any idea how cute you look right now?" I looked up at him, getting lost in those amazing eyes of his. Did he really think I was cute? I don't think my face could get any redder than it already was. At least until he said this. "I guess that's just what I love about you."

With a wink and a smile, Travis began walking away. I was so stunned, I almost forgot to ask him a question that's been bugging me.

"Wait! Travis!" He stopped and turned to me.

"Yeah, Wes?"

Apparently, he didn't understand what I meant by those last words.

"Earlier you said 'I knew it.' What exactly were you talking about?" Yeah, i chickened out. I just couldn't tell him. Yet.

"Ohh nothing," he said with a playful smile. "just that I knew you cared about me."

Your damn right I do.

But he didn't need to know that.

"Whatever Travis, I did that for me. Like I said, only I can talk about you like that." Obviously, he didn't buy it, but he did reply with...

"Yeah, only you."

Only me...I like that.

I guess I can always tell him how i feel some other time.

THE END...

OR IS IT...?

A/N: heyyyyyyyy! :D okay so I was up at 2:00am when I did this so I know its bad...veerrryyy bad. But I couldn't help myself ! So yeah, I hope it didn't make your eyes bleed and your nose cry...because I don't have nearly enough money to cover all of your medical bills...sorry. :c