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Chase: The boy couldn't help but let go of the small chuckle bubbling in his throat. "You know I can't tell you that. The producers would kill me and besides, there wouldn't be any point in watching if I told, would there?" He teased the girl, pausing, only longing for her to be wrapped up in his arms. He'd went on a few dates since their split, but it wasn't anything serious and Chase wasn't looking for something long-term. He liked to fool around, there was no doubt about that but the only girl he could ever see himself settling down with was, of course, the girl on the other line. "Calla, you heard me." He said, barely audible. It was strange for him to come out and immediately express his feelings but he had to do it. "I was at the store the other day and I seen a key chain with a C on it and it reminded me of the one I had to get you while I was in France because nothing ever has your name on it and I had to settle with just a C." Letting out a long sigh, he mentally scalded himself for being so sappy towards her.

Calla: She couldn't laugh anymore. The pit of her stomach felt empty. It was 10:07 on a Tuesday night. She was stuck in her car, unable to even turn it on. Chase missed her. He admitted it. Months had gone by, and all of the sudden he'd mentioned it. Why now? What was so different about right now than before? She had to calm herself down, taking a few deep breaths, and stopping herself from screaming, she closed her eyes, collecting her thoughts. She knew from day one he was it for her. She knew that. He knew that. And before this moment, it was like he didn't care. Whatever had happened between them...everything that happened between them...It happened for a reason right? That shouldn't matter. Calla should be over him. She should just shut her phone off, block his number and forget about him, but anyone in their right mind knew that wouldn't happen. No matter how long they wouldn't talk, he always had a piece of her heart. It was a curse, no doubt, but maybe it was a blessing too. "W-Why now, Chase? Why after five months of absolutely nothing did you call me out of the blue? It wasn't because of that key chain. There had to be something else to it..You can't just...Fuck, damn it.." She shut her eyes, clearing her thoughts. She couldn't even think straight. "You can't just say that and expect me to say it back." He knew she missed him too, but hell might freeze over before she said it. She wasn't a push over anymore.

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phone call --> Calla Davis

Chase: Listening to her voice caused the corners of his lips to curve upwards. Chase fell back into the leather couch in his apartment with the goofy smile plastered on his lips. "Really? That's good to hear." He said, thinking about the times he had shared on the set of Take On Me with her. "Yeah, it's pretty cool. Nothing like working with Horizon. Have you been watching it?" He asked, almost assuming she would have. Calla had always loved those teenage girl drama tv shows. Before thinking-- Chase blurted out, "I miss you." Immediately holding his breath as he was scared to hear her reaction.

Calla: She smiled, leaning back in her chair, feeling more comfortable in the conversation. Don't get her wrong -- she was shaken up and extremely nervous, but there wasn't a time Chase didn't make her nervous. He had that effect on her. Listening to his story about his new job almost made her sigh. He was having fun no doubt, but it almost made her miss him. So many years ago they met on a tv show, and now it was like they had nothing to do with each other. His next question caused a smile to curve at her lips because of course she'd been watching it. No matter if she'd had a male over or anything -- she'd watch it. They'd never ask why, maybe thought it was even cute that she'd been obsessed with a stupid teenage drama, but she couldn't help herself. Thursday nights at 10 pm, she found herself plastered to her couch for an hour, eyes glued to the man who spent most of his time in front of the camera. He played a typical "Chase" character. She giggled in response, not wanting to give away how dedicated she was. "You know the answer to that. I have a few questions about it, actually. Number one, is it true Brian is still in love with Chelsea? I get that vibe from him, and I just..I can't wait til the end of the season to figure it out!" She smiled, rambling more about the show than she'd wanted to. She let the next statement catch her in her words though. It was so sudden and unexpected and...what. It'd been months without words. She'd finally gotten to the point where she could get six hours of sleep a night without thinking of his goddamn face. "What?" It almost came out as a whisper really. Shocking and everything.

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phone call --> Calla Davis

Chase: "Calla.." He breathed out, her voice instantly making his heart skip a beat. "It's been so long." He couldn't figure out how to put together a proper sentence but he wanted to say a million things. "How've you been? I heard you're working on some movie project? How's that going?"

Calla: She could barely breathe. All she wanted to do was get in her car and try to take deep breaths. Finding the right key and pushing herself into her car, she fell in, catching herself before stumbling over. It really was Chase. It was him. He'd called her after...months of not speaking, he'd called her. There was no doubt she'd followed him on what he was working on. Calming her insides down, she cleared her throat. "Hey, yea..." Clearing her throat, finding any way to collect her thoughts, she began again. "I've been fine..Good. Yea, It's a small indie movie, but it's fun. The cast and crew are nice. It's fun..." She bit her lip, hesitant to mention anything about him. She knew he'd been doing well -- hell she knew he'd do well in anything. He was good at his job -- she was always the first one to tell him that. Eventually, she gave in. "You're on that new ABC show, right?"

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phone call --> Calla Davis

Chase: The boy hesitated to pick up his phone and press call on Calla's number but he had to do it. She'd been on his mind so much lately and as much as he hated to admit it, he missed just hearing her voice. Chase tapped his foot impatiently as the rings came through his end and finally, he heard a soft breath on the other side. "Calla...?"

Calla: She was just finishing up filming for the night. It was a bit later than she expected to get out, but she didn't mind really. She didn't spend her nights doing anything else lately. Shuffling for her keys, she heard the vibration in her heavy jacket pocket. Figuring it was the set manager asking her to come back, she pressed the green button, not glancing at the name plastered on the screen. "Hello?" She said tiredly, a yawn simply following. It didn't trigger until she heard that specific voice who it was. She could recognize that voice a few miles away. She couldn't answer. Her throat was absolutely dry.

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