4: Across Campus

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An hour later, and we still haven’t heard from Chase. I stood in Nate’s arms for twenty of those minutes, my thoughts blank. I couldn’t even begin to think of what just happened. So I just stood there, not thinking of anything.

Nate snapped me out of it when his legs began to ache. He dragged me over to the couch, sat me on it, and turned the TV on. He skipped past all the news channels, and turned it on to Disney.

Of course he’d do that. Disney wouldn’t mention anything about Chase being a murder suspect, would it?

“Do you want to talk about it?” Nate asks, turning to face me. He fully turns around, so his whole body his facing me, and crosses his legs. Raising his eyebrows, he turns the control around in his hands, waiting for my answer.

“No,” I reply shortly, “I don’t want to talk about it. I need to talk to Chase, and then we can talk about it.”

Nate nods. “Alright,” he drops the remote, and runs his hands through his hair. “What about some food? I can order us pizza. We can watch twilight, if you want,” Nate offers, his eyes wide.

I sigh. “Okay,” I tell him, “I’ll go get the movies, you order the pizza.”

Nate stands up and pulls his phone out of his pocket. Holding his phone in one hand, he stretches his other hand out to me. I look at his hand for a moment, not sure if I really want to get up, but after a second of jumbled thoughts, I take it.

Pulling me up on my feet, he turns me around, and pushes me forward. “Go get Twilight,” he commands, and smacks my butt when I don’t walk. “Go!”

I roll my eyes. “Alright, alright, I’m going. Keep your underwear on.” Rolling my eyes once more, I head off into my bedroom. Nate chuckles behind me, and walks away – into the kitchen, for the menu, I presume.

When I enter my bedroom, I keep my eyes securely locked on my pile of DVDs. I don’t let my eyes wonder, in fear that if I see something to do with Chase, and I will just freak out. I don’t look at the photos on my wall, my bed where our night clothes lay, the book that Chase has been reading for his English class. I don’t look at anything, just the Twilight DVD.

When I reach the DVDs, I quickly pluck up the Twilight one, and hurry out of my room. It was hard to believe that I woke up this morning in Chase’s arms, laughing and joking with him. And now? He’s a suspect in a murder. I didn’t know what to think, how to feel.

Shutting the door behind me, I walk into the living room. Nate isn’t here yet, so he must still be ordering the pizza. I just there, my arms crossed, my head leaned back on the sofa and my eyes crossed, waiting for him to come back.

Five minutes later, I hear Nate walking over to me. “Are you alright?” he asks, his voice laced with concern. I open my eyes and I smile at him.

“I’m fine,” I reply, “Did you order the pizza?”

He nods and sits down next to me. “Yup,” he replies, “Cheese and tomato, just how you like it.” He grins. “Did you get Twilight?”

“Yup,” I nod, and hand him the DVD. Nate gets up, and puts it into the DVD player. When it begins to load, he grabs the other remote – the one that works the DVD player – and sits back down next to me.

“You must really love me if you offered to watch Twilight with me,” I muse, looking at my best friend.

Nate laughs, “I must do,” he replies.


“They’ve taken him into questioning,” I sigh, pacing alone the room. “Although I told him to refuse to say anything until your lawyer gets here, but I don’t know…”

“Thank you, Asher,” Chase’s mum says, “We appreciate it. We’ll try and be there within the hour. Just keep us updated, please.”

“Sure,” I reply, turning around trying to see if anyone’s trying to approach me to let know anything else. When I see that nobody is there, I shake my head and turn back around, turning my gaze back to the tattered ‘NO SMOKING’ sign that’s plastered on the wall.

“Oh, before I forget, Asher…is Harley alright?”

It takes me a moment to answer. I ponder on what I’m going to say. “She’ll…she’ll be fine.” I reply. “She’s just confused. She doesn’t understand everything, like where Chase has been going. But she’ll be fine, she’s with Nate.”

A sigh of relief came through the phone. “Good,” she says, “She needs to stay focused on college. Anyways, I will let you go. We’ll try and be there soon as. Thanks for letting us know, Asher.”

“No problem,” I tell her, “Talk to you later. Bye, Mamma Flynn.”

Despite everything, she gives a little laugh. “Bye Asher.”


Nate snickers. “This movie would be so much cooler if he’d actually been a snowman.”

I laugh, throwing my head back against the couch. “A sparkling snowman actually does sound kind of cool. And I mean, it’d add up too, because snowmen don’t come out in the sun because they’d melt.”

Nate nods. “And they’re immortal because, well, they’re frozen. And snowmen don’t go off, do they? Only with the sun. So that adds up too.”

I nod, eagerly agreeing with him. In front of us, Twilight continues to play, but neither of us is playing much attention to it. We’re too busy discussing how Edward Cullen would be so much cooler as a snowman, than a vampire.

“What about the whole blood sucking and drinking thing?” I question. “What’s that all about?”

Nate shrugs, and wrinkles his nose up in distaste. “I don’t know, that’s just a creepy Snowman past-time thing.”

“O-K,” I reply slowly, and then turn my attention back to the screen. “Do I even want to question how Snowmen make babies?”

Nate turns to me, a creepy grin spreading across his face. I turn away from him, laughing and focus back on the TV. “I don’t want to know!”

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Errr so I've wrote a note for this like three times, and each time I've deleted it and yeah ._. So I'm just going to say goodbye, and I hope you're enjoying this story so far!

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