Chase Hilt Imagines - Requests Open!

On A Scale...

(Y/N)'s POV

"Alright, I guess I'd have to give Kevin... an 84," my best friend (Y/B/N) said, taking a sip of her drink.

"Really?" I asked, raising an eyebrow. "Where does he lose the points?"

"Well, his voice is a little... different than I expected. And he's not as muscular as the guys I usually go for. Plus, the clothes that he wears don't suit him all too well."

I nodded at her and realized that those were pretty good reasons. At least for our made up scale.

"What about you? What's Chase's score?" she asked, smirking at me.

"100," I said shrugging, and making (Y/B/N) snort.

"Yeah right. You're just saying that because he's your boyfriend," she said, shaking her head and rolling her eyes.

"Actually, I'm saying it because it's true. I love everything about Chase, so he deserves a perfect score. Besides, Kevin's your boyfriend and you didn't give him 100," I pointed out.

"Okay, fair enough." Before I could respond, Chase and Kevin came up to our table and sat down.

"Hey sweetie," Chase said, placing a quick kiss on my cheek. I was about to respond, but (Y/B/N) spoke first.

"Okay, what do you rate the guy who just walked in?" she asked, causing the boys and I to look over.

"Well, based on quick observation, a 61. I don't have enough data to give a higher one," I said as I turned back around.

"Wait, what do you mean 'rate him'?" Chase asked, sounding confused.

"We have a rating system for boys," (Y/B/N) began to explain. "We rate different elements out of ten to equal 100."

"What's my score?" Kevin asked, giving her a flirty look. I tried not to laugh as she started to blush.

"Oh, uh, 100," she said, avoiding making eye contact with him.

"Liar," I said, causing her to glare at me.

"She rated you 84," I told Kevin, as he turned to her and raised an eyebrow.

"What's mine?" Chase asked as he put his arm around my shoulders.

"92," I said, taking a quick sip of my drink.

"Now who's the liar," (Y/B/N) said. Chase looked at me with a raised eyebrow, just as Kevin had done to (Y/B/N).

"What's my real score?" But before I could answer, (Y/B/N) opened her big mouth.

"She gave you a perfect score." I didn't give Chase a chance to respond as I got up from the table.

"Well, would you look at the time. Chase and I should really get going."

As Chase and I were walking to my car, he grabbed my hand and squeezed it.

"You have a perfect score too you know," he said, causing me to look at him.

"But you don't even know the scale," I said, feeling a bit confused. And to say I didn't expect what he said next would be an understatement.

"I don't need to know the scale," he said, leaning down to kiss me. "You're perfect in every way."

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Hey guys! I'm so sorry it's been so long since I've updated. I'm gonna try to update a few more times tonight, and hopefully during the rest of the weekend. I recently got a job, and it's been taking up a lot of my time. I'll try to get back to my once-a-week updating, but it's gonna be on Fridays instead of Wednesdays.

Anyway, I hope you liked this chapter. It's one of my favorites. See you later Chaseter Bunnies!

-Alexis