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Last on How to Rock Love Notes…(Chapter 8)

"Stevie, why can't you trust me?" I say pulling into her driveway.

"I don't know it's like this whole thing is way too good to be true and- I"

I stop by giving her a kiss, it's not long but it's meaningful.

"Stevie, I love you."

Stevie POV

Oh my god. Oh my god. Zander just told me he loved me. He loves me. No one has ever told me they love me. I guess I'm being too quiet because it looks as though Zander has actually lost confidence, which I didn't think could possible happen.

"Stevie, are you gonna say something because I've never said that to anyone before and…"

"Zander, I love you too." I smile at him.

"Really?"

"Of course." I state, leaning in to kiss him. But, before I can reach his soft lips he pulls away. "Are you okay?" I ask.

"Yeah I just…" he starts thinking of the right thing to say, "I just want you to know that I really mean it." He says looking into my eyes. I thought I was going to burst into tears. Zander use to be a player, a guy who didn't care about feelings. But, know he's just changed, in a good way his walls are down and he's finally let me in. And, I finally let him in too.

"I do too." I say, "And I always will." Talking like this. It was foreign to me, being all lovey-dovey. I use to make fun of the couples who did this. Now I see what I was missing out on.

"Now that kiss that was going to happen like thirty seconds ago…" he smirks, "Can we you know pick up where we left off?" he playfully questions.

"Hmm, where did we leave off?" I tease, giving him a grin.

"Well…" he says leaning in closer, "Right about here."

"Um, I'm still not sure can you make it clearer?"

"Does this refresh your memory?" he asks about a centimeter away from my lips.

"You know it does." I whisper leaning in to close that gap. I put my hands around his shoulders; gradually I start running my hands through his hair on the back of his head. He rests his hands on my hips as we kiss each other passionately. The sparks I feel are like I have never felt before. I guess love really does impact you. And I think I could get used to it.