A/N: Hey guys, so sorry for not updating either of my stories recently. School has been really rough and today I lost someone very dear to me, I'm just glad I have my readers and reviewers there to cheer me up. Sorry about the length, they will get longer I promise.

Chapter 3

'When you walk away I count the steps that you take, do you see how much I need you right now?'

For the remainder of the night she just sat there on the couch, unable to move. She began to think about all the times with Chad, good and bad. She thought about the first time they met, when she was wearing that fat suit, when he stole her yoghurt, when she thought he was a genuinely nice guy. Then she thought about the time when he pretended to be nice to her when her friends weren't. That was when she thought he was genuinely a jerk. But then she thought about the time he cut his massage to an hour and raced over to his house. That was when she realised that he was still a bit of a jerk, but she could see that he cared for her.

Her mind started to drift back to the time on 'Got'cha! With Gilroy Smith' when they had both admitted that they weren't sure about their feelings for one another. She had counted his steps as he had walked away and started to think to herself 'Maybe I do like him?'

She didn't know why she was thinking about Chad so much – 'Because you looooove him!' said an annoying voice in her head that sounded scarily like Zora. She mentally told the voice to shut up and continued to think. What had actually happened to make her like this? She had totally forgotten about the Tawni incident until she thought this. She had got so caught up in thinking about Chad that she had forgotten why she even started to think about him!

Damn you Chad! Can't you see how much I need you right now? Of course you can't you're in chuffing England!

A/N: Thanks for the reviews so far guys, they mean a lot.

-Beth x