Such Great Heights

A/n: Thank you everyone! I love reading your reviews. And yes, I was very cruel last time for ending so dramatically like that, but as a New Years present I will post another chapter to wrap all that stuff up.

The Chapter dedication/shout-out/whatever you want to call it: I'll try to do at least one a chapter seeing as I've started this already so might as well keep up with it.

Vhs09- for being one of the nicest and most awesome people out there

Lil Cwick- for being such a loyal reader/reviewer all the time, and for being so darn smart

Disclaimer: Blah, blah, blah, yada, yada, yada, do I really have to keep saying it? Mr. Schneider says hi though.

Ps, I said brown last chapter, I did mean blonde I swear, thanks to the always awesome Kitten for noticing.

Chapter 6 (6 already? Daaaamn homie).

They will see us waving from such great heights

'Come down now,' they'll say

But everything looks perfect from far away

'Come down now,' but we'll stay.

Her words echoed in his mind. Like a chanting incantation they repeated over and over in his head as he slept. Her face swam through his dreams with the expression it had last night. So serious, so upset. He tossed and turned in his bed unable to shake her last words to him from his mind.

"Chase Matthews I like you, a lot. Act upon it before I decide to walk away… I don't want to give up on you, but I will if I have to."

Had last night been like all of Chase's dreams he would have pulled her into an embrace and kissed her with an intensity beyond anything she could ever experience in her wildest dreams and he would never let her go.

But in real life Chase didn't have the courage to release his inner Romeo so he just looked away, possibly pushing away the girl of his dreams for all eternity.

He shot up in his bed and looked around. The clock on the wall read 10:50. Over on the couch Logan and Michael were sitting together whispering quietly amongst themselves.

"He's awake." Michael said suddenly in a louder voice than what he had been previously using.

"Chase…" Logan started looking at him.

"What?" Chase snapped back viciously, he could tell this was going to be a bad day because he was in a wretched mood.

"Zoey came back to her dorm last night… that wasn't supposed to happen. The plan was you guys were going to spend the night here. And when she did come in, she didn't look all too happy, and she had a few choice words for you." Logan began.

"Words that I didn't know Zoey even knew." Michael added in. Logan nodded.

"Chase, what the hell did you do last night? Now of course Zoey already told the four of us, meaning me, Michael, Nicole, and Dana but I want to hear it from you."

"I didn't do anything." Chase muttered.

"Exactly." Logan replied. "You had every damn opportunity in the world; Zoey practically threw herself at you. And you. Did. Nothing." There was a hint of anger in Logan's voice and Chase wasn't quite sure why.

"Why didn't you go for it man?" Michael asked. Chase just sat there.

"For the record, the night ended with your girl in tears, Chase." Logan added still sounding angry.

Chase looked at him with widened eyes.

"You messed up. Congrats." Chase sighed.

"Well what am I supposed to do now Logan?" He asked, getting out of bed and standing up.

"We already have that planned." Logan replied.

"You're coming with us." Michael added on. The two teenage boys both grabbed a barefoot Chase clad in nothing but his boxers and dragged him out of the room.

"Indecent exposure?" Chase asked. Logan pulled off his sweatshirt and gave it to him. Chase pulled it on over his head. "Now where are you taking me?"

"Room 101." Michael and Logan said together. Chase immediately planted his bare feet firmly into the carpeted hallway.

"No."

"Plan B." Logan said to Michael. Chase looked at him and suddenly his was being grabbed from underneath his arms by Logan and his feet were lifted up by Michael. He tried kicking his way out but the two together were surprisingly strong. Chase eventually gave in and just let his body hang limp between the two of them.

They reached the girls' dorm and put Chase down. Chase stood and leaned against the wall.

"My feet are cold." He muttered.

"Get rid of your sour-ass mood Chase, you're fixing last night's screw up." Logan said.

"Not if you don't stop being a snappy little bitch I'm not." Chase snapped back.

"Fine, I'll stop if you do."

"Fine."

"You guys done yet?" Michael asked. Logan and Chase both nodded. Michael knocked on the door. Dana opened it and acknowledged the three of them. Silently Michael, Dana, and Logan walked inside.

"You wait here." Logan whispered. They closed the door and Chase sighed and slumped down the wall to sit on the floor. He ran his fingers through his untamed hair and rested his head against his knees.

A few minutes later the door opened and an also barefoot Zoey walked out in her pajamas, wiping the sleep from her eyes. Chase noticed that she looked terrible, and that it looked like she had been crying.

Logan was right. He thought to himself.

"Hey Chase." Zoey mumbled, sitting down next to him on the floor, barely awake.

"Did they wake you?" Chase asked quietly.

"Yeah but I don't care, it doesn't matter." She replied.

"Look Zoe, I'm-" Chase began but was cut off.

"Don't bother Chase, you have no reason to apologize, I understand completely." Zoey said with a hint of depression to her voice. She stood up to go back inside.

Chase swallowed the lump in his throat and reached up to grab her hand.

"Wait." He said looking up into her eyes. He stood up and stared at her, trying to search her face for the answers he was looking for to get over his fears. Her face cried out for him to hold her.

So he did. Cautiously and awkwardly at first, Chase pulled her into him and wrapped his arms around her body, burying his face in her hair. For a moment Zoey just stood there and Chase was afraid he had made a mistake and was going to look stupid but then Zoey's arms wrapped around his back from underneath his hold on her and she rested her head gently in the crook of his neck.

"Zoey." He breathed out. Her soft eyes looked into his waiting for his next words. "I love you." He whispered.

And with that, his hand reached up to caress the side of her face and then gently pulled her into him as his lips met hers for the first time. He was soft, and gentle, and he could feel her smile under his kiss as she began to respond, her hands pressed against the soft muscles in his back, his fingers laced her hair, brushed up against the back of her neck.

She broke away and looked at him and whispered "Me too," and then kissed him again. He felt her tiny lips press up against him and inside his mind he was jumping for complete joy beyond all belief, fireworks were going off and choirs of angels were singing his song strong and loud.

She pulled away again and looked at him. "And I mean it." She said firmly.

"And I do too." He replied with a soft smile across his face.

He pulled her close and kissed her on her forehead allowing his hands to run through her hair and slide down her back holding her close to him, not wanting to let her go. She allowed her one hand to lace fingers with his as her other trailed along his upper arm resting itself on his shoulder.

"You're beautiful." He whispered.

Fin.

A/n: This is the shortest chapter ever, but I wanted to end on this particular scene because it fits beautifully and I don't want to ruin it by putting more stuff after it.

Happy New Year.

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--fiery