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A few minutes later, I heard pounding on my door which I had thrown closed after rushing up the stairs.

"Claire, what's wrong!"

"Just go away, Reid!" I cried, my voice breaking the slightest bit.

I knew he had heard it when the pounding stopped and he said quietly, "I'm coming in."

I merely grunted.

I heard my door open and I heard my floor creak as he walked to my bed where I lay, facedown, sprawled.

"Baby Girl…? What did I say?"

"Nothing. It's what you didn't say."

"O.K….What didn't I say?"

"That that kiss meant something!" I cried, lurching off the bed. "I thought, maybe, it meant something! But it clearly didn't, so can you just leave me alone and-"

I was cut off by a pair of lips crushing against my own. For a split second, I couldn't think. Then, I kissed back with every ounce of feeling I had for Reid, ever since we were kids. I could feel it in him, too.

We pulled away for air and he rested his forehead against mine as we panted for breath.

"It DID mean something. It meant that I've loved you since I was 12 years old. And I'll always love you, Claire."

I was shocked. This was Reid Garwin, man whore extraordinaire, saying he loved me. I must have fallen asleep, because this had to be a dream.

But I had to tell him.

"I love you, too, Reid. I have for as long as I can remember."

"That's all I needed to hear."

And he kissed me again.

~Next Morning~

BEEP BEEP BEEP

I groaned. I hated getting up in the morning now. Shane had drilled getting up at ten and eleven into my brain. A sharp pain shot through my chest. I guess I'm still upset about Shane cheating on me. With my best…friend. I felt hot tears worming their way into my eyes.

This was the first time I allowed myself to cry about what happened. But now that I was, I couldn't stop. It got to the point that I was letting out full-fledged sobs. It hurt so bad.

Then I had a thought.

'Does this make Reid my re-bound? No way. I've loved Reid since I was 4. He couldn't just be a rebound.'

I got up and got dressed. As I was wriggling a tight fitting t-shirt on, my phone started ringing. I pulled my shirt the rest of the way on and answered without looking at the caller-ID.

"Hello?"

"Claire?"

My heart lurched in my chest at the voice.

"Shane…?"