"With eight seconds left in overtime, she's on your mind."

-Over My Head by The Fray

"Jenna, please. Wait," Matty begged as he followed Jenna through the empty school halls. She stopped abruptly and turned to him. He stopped himself before he collided with her.

"What, Matty? What is it?" she asked angrily. He pulled her to him and enclosed her in a hug.

"Jenna, I know that it's hard to decide between me and Jake, but I want you to choose me. I love you, Jenna." He let go of her slowly and backed away slightly.

"But-" she began, but he shook his head.

"I am fine with," he paused and took a deep breath, "I am not fine with you picking Jake. Because I want you, Jenna. I've loved you longer."

"You kept me a secret," she said, sadness tinting her voice.

"I didn't know how to deal with my feelings for you. It was terrifying because I had never cared or loved someone the way I did you," he said.

"Then why didn't you tell me?" she asked.

"I thought you could tell. I thought that you knew because I was only with you when we were, you know," he said, obviously hinting at when they were having sex. He ran his hand through his hair, causing it to be wild.

"Next time, tell me." She stepped closer, fixed his hair and kissed him - unaware that Jake was only a few feet away.