Chapter 4

Cause she's bittersweet
She knocks me off of my feet
And I can't help myself
I don't want anyone else

Their eyes stayed locked as Ned let his mind wander in a million different directions. Looking at her like this he wanted more than anything to kiss her, but he wasn't sure if that would be the best idea. Even as he thought this he couldn't bring himself to look away. His eyes wandered from her chocolate brown eyes to her lips. They were a soft pale pink, full and beautiful as always.

Stop!He commanded himself. With these thoughts running through his head, he was not going to be able to ever function correctly around her again. He didn't even know if they were back to being friends yet. He tried to silence his thoughts, but it was no use.

Ned noticed Moze was very quiet throughout this whole battle in his mind. Should he say something to break the awkwardness he was feeling, and he was sure she felt as well? Before he could consider that thought, for any longer, Moze spoke.

"Why are you looking at me like that?" She asked, her cheeks turning a soft shade of pink. Her cheeks were now the same shade as her lips.

"Looking at you like what?" He asked trying to keep himself from doing something he would regret.

"You were just staring at me like you had never seen me before. Are you feeling okay?" She asked concerned.

All seemed to be forgotten! She was acting like her old self again. She wasn't mad anymore. He couldn't help himself, as a huge grin spread across his face.

"What's with the big smile? I really don't think you are feeling very well."

She lifted her hand up to his forehead and he could feel butterflies forming at the pit of his stomach.

"Gosh Ned! You're blazing hot! I think you should go lay down or something. You don't look too good."

"I'm fine, really. I don't need to lie down. I've never felt better actually!"

Moze just shook her head. "I think you have a fever."

"I don't have a fever; I'm absolutely fine, honestly! People can get hot every once and a while with out having a fever."

"I know, but you're acting really strange." She explained, concern in her eyes. "I think I'm going to walk you back to your house."

"Why? I feel fine! I don't want to go back!" Ned whined.

"You're acting like a baby. Let's go!" Moze said getting up from her spot on the swing.

"You can't make me go anywhere; I'm a big boy I can make my own choices. I would know if I'm sick or not!"

"I'm calling your mom and we'll see what she has to say about all this."

"What am I five years old? There is no point in calling my mom, I'm FINE!"

"Alright I won't call your mom, but than you can at least come in and I'll make you some chicken soup." She told him.

"Chicken soup?" He asked her, raising an eyebrow.

"Yes, chicken soup. My mom always makes it for me when I'm not feeling good."

"But, I feel fine, remember?."

"We made an agreement. You can come in, or I'll call your mom." She explained stubbornly.

Man she would stop at nothing to get what she wanted.

"Okay, okay I'll come in, but it's only to prove to you that I'm not sick. Go ahead make your chicken soup, but remember I'm-

Moze cut him off. "You're fine. Yes I heard you the first time, but you don't look fine and I want to make sure you're okay."

Aww she wants to make sure I'm okay! How sweet! Ned thought to himself.

"Well if you insist." He said, pulling himself up from the swing he had been sitting on for quite some time now.

"Than follow me." Moze said, opening the front door to her house.

As he walked in behind her, his smile turned to a frown. He couldn't believe how long it had been since he had been in the Mosely's house. Everything still looked the same, but it was just an odd feeling to not feel as welcome as he use to.

Ned would come over here almost every day, and she came over to his own house just as often. It was almost as if they were family. They knew their way around each others houses so well. Now he felt like a stranger walking into a house for the first time. It hadn't been that long, but it seemed like forever in Ned's eyes.

"Go ahead and make your self comfortable, on the couch, and I'll make the soup for you." Moze told him pulling him from his thoughts.

"Okay," Ned said simply.

He made his way over to the sofa, in the family room, and smiled to himself. He watched Moze hum aloud as she looked for a pot to put the soup in. From his spot on the sofa he had a perfect view of the kitchen.

"Why don't you get yourself a blanket?" She asked him. She was standing in front of the stove now.

"You just told me I was hot. Why would I need a blanket?" He asked her curiously.

"Because if you do have a fever than you're probably going to get the chills at any given moment."

"Yea, yea, whatever." Ned said as he reached for the blanket that was draped around the back of the couch.

The Mosely's living room was quite homey. There was a fireplace off to the side, and the couch was angled so that it faced the flat screen TV. They had bought the TV as a Christmas present for the whole family last year. Unlike Ned, Moze was an only child. So things got pretty quiet around here.

He wrapped himself up in the blanket and instantly felt more comfortable. Hopefully Moze would sit next to him once she finished making the soup. He wanted to be close to her. He pictured her pressed up against his side, with the fireplace on, and a great movie playing in the background. They would make the perfect pair, why he hadn't seen this years ago he had no clue. He hoped he wasn't too late.

"Can we watch a movie?" Ned asked her from where he was sitting on the couch.

Moze shrugged her shoulders, "I suppose. What did you want to see?"

Ned knew he would get bonus points if he let her pick the movie for once. When ever they watched movies he always chose.

"I don't care, you can pick." He said casually.

Moze almost dropped the spoon she was holding in her hand. "I can pick? Wow you must be really sick. The last time I picked a movie we were like 12."

"I'm not sick, I thought I would be nice and let you choose, for once. We haven't been on the best terms lately, as you know, and this is my way of making it up to you. Is that so wrong of me?" He had her this time.

She froze in her spot. "I guess not. But, this means I can pick any movie at all? Even a really sappy chick flick?" She asked eagerly.

Ned groaned slightly, "Yes any movie you want, even a sappy chick flick."

Moze pumped her arm in the air. Truth be told she was always a hopeless romantic, although she hardly ever dared to show that side of her. She preferred to keep that side of herself private. Ned of course knew this seeing as he always made sure he could choose the movie, not wanting to watch a romantic comedy.

Having Moze happy was the best part of his day. When she was happy, she lit up the whole room with her smile.

"Soups ready!" Moze exclaimed, as she took down two bowls from the cabinets above the stove and got out a package of crackers from the pantry.

"Alright," Ned said not bothering to get up from his position on the couch.

"In order to eat it, you have to get up. What do you think I am? Your maid? I made the soup and now you can come get it." She said laughing a little, but there was now a hint of bitterness in her eyes.

Had he said something wrong? Ned thought back to what they had been discussing before, and nothing horrible came to mind.

"Why do you look so confused? Get up you lazy bum." She said playfully.

He assumed there was no winning this argument, and he did want to stay on her good side for as long as possible, so he made an effort to get up.

She was smiling at him now.

"You still haven't decided on a movie yet." Ned told her, pouring some soup into his bowl.

"I guess I haven't." She said, now filling her own bowl with soup.

Ned finished filling his bowl and was about to sit down at one of the chairs around the kitchen table, when Moze stopped him.

"We can eat in the family room if you want." Moze said, "Then we can eat while we watch the movie."

"Okay, that's cool, but you still haven't told me what movie we're watching." He said making his way back towards the couch.

"That's for me to know and you to find out!" She said mysteriously.

"Fine, fine." Ned said as he flopped back down onto the couch. He grabbed his soup that he had put on the coffee table and took a big sip. It tasted warm and delicious, the perfect combination.

"This is actually really good!" Ned said impressed.

"Of course it's good, it's my mom's recipe and we both know she's a hell of a cook." Moze responded, making her way towards the entertainment center. She pulled out a movie that Ned thought looked vaguely familiar.

She opened up the case and popped it into the DVD player. She hit play and the opening credits started.

"What exactly is this again?" Ned asked her curiously.

Moze made her way towards the couch and sat down next to him. Not as close as Ned would have liked, but he couldn't exactly complain.

"It's the Notebook." She told him beaming.

"The Notebook? What is that? Is it that weird movie where the guy tells a story to his wife because she forgot her life with him?"

Moze laughed. "Yes, that's right! How do you know what this is about, anyway?" She asked. "Don't tell me that in your spare time you watch romance movies."

Ned laughed now too. "No! My mom made me watch this with her. She was crying like a baby. I just laughed for most of it."

Moze looked horrified. "You did not!" She said reaching over to slap him on the arm.

"I did!" He told her truthfully.

"This is one of the most romantic movies of all time, not to mention incredibly sad, and you laughed."

Ned just nodded.

"Remind me again why I hang out with you?"

"Because you know you can't resist my smooth moves." He said leaning up against her now.

"Yea, right!"

"So does this mean we're friends again? No more fighting?"

Surprisingly she didn't move away from him. "I guess, but I'm still mad at you."

"Right, let me know when you're not mad any more."

She shrugged, "You'll find out eventually."

All was quiet for a while as they both stared at the screen. Ned didn't hate the movie too much, but it's not like he would admit that to her. Every once and a while his gaze would flicker from the screen to Moze. She looked so beautiful, just as she had earlier.

All of a sudden the urge to kiss her came flooding back to him. She just looked so incredibly breathtaking that he couldn't help himself. All their friendly banter today made him realize that maybe things could be going in the direction he was hoping for.

She tore her gaze from the screen and looked at him, their eyes connecting again.

He couldn't resist it any longer. He reached a hand out to cup her face and before he could stop himself, his lips were on hers.

She responded right away. Kissing him with great passion when all of a sudden she seemed to have realized what she was doing. His arms were snaked around her waist and her own arms were wrapped around his neck. She dropped her arms and gave him a push. So hard in fact that he hit the ground.

"WHAT DO YOU THINK YOU'RE DOING?" She shouted angrily.

Ned was startled, and not to mention breathless. He had no idea what to say.

"You do this to me time and time again, and you think I would learn. Just leave!" She ranted.

"I don't want to leave." He said, his voice small.

"Then why did you do what you just did? Let me guess, was it because you like me? Ha-ha that's a good one."

Ned felt himself crumble inside. He pulled himself up off the floor and made his way to the door, he closed it behind him with out another word. Somehow he had screwed up once again, but he couldn't help himself he didn't want to be with anyone else. It was Moze he wanted.

I guess it's true what they say, he thought to himself. People do crazy things when they're in love!

Cause she's bittersweet
She knocks me off of my feet
And I can't help myself
I don't want anyone else

A: N :) I'm back! Unfortunately school is starting soon, so I won't be able to update quite as frequently. So please be patient. I hope everyone enjoyed this chapter; it's on the longer side for once. Another crazy ending I know, but that's my favorite part, leaving my readers guessing about what's going to happen next. PLEASE REVIEW!!

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