"That was before my dad was out on a mission to get everyone to do with Litora Bello arrested."

"You do not need to set foot on the beach." I told him "You just need to take me there."

Running a hand along his jaw, he finally agreed "Fine."

The main doors to the school burst open and Lana rushed out. Her eyes flicked between Chase and I before she focused on me.

"Ella, what happened?" She asked as she looked confused as to why I was outside with the quarterback.

I did not say anything to her as I walked over and embraced her body in a hug.

"What is going on?" She voiced as she hugged me back.

"I need to go." I replied vaguely "I am so sorry. I am a terrible friend."

"Why are you sorry?" She asked before she scorned me "You never wanted to come here in the first place, but you did it anyway for me. You are an amazing friend."

I let out a small quiet laugh as I pulled back "I will come back later. Save me a dance."

Lana smiled "I know where you are going."

"Really?"

"You are away to see your man."

I could not smile, and I could not speak without my voice being laced with hurt "He is not mine."

Her light eyebrow raised in confusion and then she glanced at Chase once more before she told me "You need to tell me everything."

"Later." I promised her before I turned on my heel and motioning for Chase to move as well.

He hurried in front to lead the way to his car. What I was surprised to find was that he opened a car that was not the one I had seen him in before. It was a sporty looking neon orange coloured one.

I raised my eyebrow at him as I got in the car.

Chase started the engine and forced out a laugh "A present from my parents. More of a trade anyway. A shiny new car instead of them coming home."

There was nothing I had to say to his confession, so I kept quiet and watched the streets go by as we drove further towards the beach. I kept my attention outside of the window at the familiar buildings and the few passing palm trees.

"Ella." Chase spoke, looking over at me before looking back at the road "I am sorry."

"No, you are not." I bit out "I think you love this. You tried to warn me at the start so I would not get hurt. Now I am so you can say I told you so."

He ran a hand over his face before he sighed "I do care about you. Besides what you think."

"I do not believe that."