I can't.
"Hey, Chase?"
He gave a hum of acknowledgment. I hesitated. I shouldn't say anything at all. I really... I just, can't. Not here, probably not ever.
I can't.
I wanted to think we were destined in some way — to end up happy, to grow old, just to be together. I tried to think that, but sitting next to him in the elevator, my previous security was slipping increasingly with each passing moment.
I glanced over and Chase was looking right at me.
No, no, no.
I can't.
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to be together | chase davenport/reader
Fanfiction"I wanted to think we were destined in some way - to end up happy, to grow old, just to be together." Thanks to everyone who stuck with this.
