If Your Not The One


By: Luna Ace

Summary: She was engaged. So, he had to move on. He tried to move on.


She was dress in a blue tank top and a white miniskirt. Her blond hair was flowing down the back of her head. Her brunette eyes starred at him. He was wearing plaid dress shirt, and loose jeans. They were starring at each other. She wanted him to start. Typical, she thought.

"Hey."

She didn't say a word. She didn't know what to say. She wanted to chicken out. She wanted to run away and hide. But, she knew she couldn't. She was frozen in the same spot. What was she suppose to do now? What was she suppose to say? And, yet he couldn't take it anymore. He turned around and begun walking the way he came.

Warning bells went off in her head. Her ex-best friend was running away from her. She had to stop him. She stood up and began to run after him. The green thicket basket forgotten. She ran up to him and grabbed his arm. He turned and looked at her.

"Chase don't leave me," she whispered.

He looked at her angrily. He didn't know what to do anymore. This wasn't the Zoey Brooks he knew. This was someone different. He began to wonder if this was the girl he had fallen in love with the first day he had met her. Then she was innocent. All, he wanted to know was why. Why did sh forgot the pact? Why did she sent him that e-mail a few days ago?

"Why?" he asked.

She turned away from him. What should she told him? What was it that could convince him that she truly needed him. There was nothing she could do. Nothing at all, and it hurt. The pain she would always see in his green eyes would stick with her. She knew that. And, there was nothing she could do to change it.

"Chase--" she sighed, as she turned around. "I'm sorry for everything. I'm sorry for destroying our pact we made in ninth grade. I just... I don't know anymore. Everything has changed. You. Me. It's been years since we've been best friends..."

"What is it that you want from me?" he said a little to harshly.

Again, she sighed. "I want my best friend." she whispered hoping he didn't hear.

But, he did. He then sighed as he plopped down onto the sandy beach. This was hard for him as it was for her. He knew then and there this wasn't a social call. They were going to try to mend their friendship. And, what made matters worse for him was those feelings he had had for her didn't go away. They never left him. And, yet he had lived his life-- without coming into contact with her.

But, now he was afraid. He reminisced about all the times in high school where they just hang out. Back then their friendship wasn't complicated as it was now. And, he was happy to have those memories. But, truth be told-- he wanted her back. He needed her back. He didn't realize there would be so much at stake in the one little outing.

"Zoey..." he started.

She looked up at him. And, yet what was he suppose to say? He could hear the voice of his best friend, Michael Barret saying: "Tell Zoey you love her." And, it wasn't in Michael's now matured voice. It was he's younger self. The Michael voice he could hear right now was only in high school. Now, that didn't make sense.

"Things are different now you know that. We've grown into different people. As much as I want my best friend back..." he trailed off.

"Don't you think I know that?" she whispered, now plopping down beside him. She was starring into his green eyes. "I was stupid. I wasn't thinking. I didn't think I would--" she had stop suddenly.

"You would what?" he asked leaning into her.

She gulped. She didn't wanted to admit it. But, she knew he deserved the truth. And, before she decided to send that e-mail she knew she would have to come clean. And, hopefully; thanks to Lola and Quinn's request; she would finally asked about his feelings for her. They had reminded her of a time-- beginning of ninth grade-- when Chase had shown up with a girlfriend at PCA. She was going to ask him then, but ended up devastated. Yet, she had hid her feelings well. And, like that she had forgotten about Chase's girlfriend.

"--need you."

"So... that's it then. You threw me away like last week's news?" he asked, angrily as he threw his hands up into the air.

She didn't deny it. She hated herself when she had realized it. And, she nodded just to confirm his suspicions.

"I don't know why I am here then. You should have never had e-mail me. I thought this was going to be easy."

She giggled softly. "No one ever said it was going to be easy. I know what I did was wrong. I threw away about five years of our friendship. I know we need to start over as friends. I just..."

He didn't let her finish. Instead, he interrupted her. "You just wanted to break the only person who loved you from the start."

She did a double take. Wait what? Did he just confess he loved her? No he said loved. Past tense. Wow, she felt screwed. All this time she thought Chase was just a friend-- a really close friend. She continued to stare at him before he realized what he said. And, yet he felt like he needed to leave at this exact moment. He stood up and begun to walk away.

Yet, he had heard her soft whisper.

"You loved me?"


A/N: Cliffhanger! Muwhahaha! I started typing this up Saturday and then realized that what I did was all wrong. So, I decided to retype this whole chapter.

-Ace.