It's Zack's fault.

Chloe sighed and seemed to mentally prepare herself. They both knew Zack wasn't going to let her not tell him. She sighed once more before she said, “It was you, you ass.”

“Huh?” Zack was confused. He didn't think he would have said or done anything to hurt her unintentionally.

“You don't even remember, do you?” Chloe frowned, while folding her arms underneath her breasts. Luckily, Zack had trained himself not to look at the movement of them; this was definitely a moment where keeping his eyes locked with her was the best.

“I'm sorry, but no I don't,” Zack truthfully said, “Can you give me a hint?”

“You are hopeless, you know that,” Chloe shook her head, “I knew when I asked you you probably wouldn't have remembered.”

“It is kind of hard to pinpoint the exact memory of the event if I don't have any help.”

“True,” Chloe sighed, “You remember one of the last times we swam in your pool towards the end of summer vacation before 6th grade?”

“That's kinda vaguely spe-” Zack began, but he stopped as the memory came rushing back to him.

Zack remembered the events of what happened that day. They were playing in his pool while his mom was cleaning inside. Chloe had gotten a really good looking bikini for her then figure and while his mom wasn't looking Chloe had pulled up her top to show him her still developing, but early blooming breasts. He didn't remember the exact words he said to her, but he knew the gist of it. Now he realized just how much of an ass he was then to her.

“Zack, you okay?” Chloe asked worriedly.

“Ah, shit Chloe,” Zack shook his head, the memory slowly fading away, “I didn't mean to be that mean to you.”

“I know you didn't, you did give me a gift of some fake versions my favorite flowers after all.”

“Yeah,” Zack blushed slightly, “but that was after a week of you being holed up in your room not talking to me and I will probably never be able to forgive myself for hurting you with those words,” he placed his hand over her hand that was on her knee in a comforting gesture, “I know I can't help you directly, but I will always be there to help you if you need it.”

Chloe smiled, a genuine one at that, “I know you will, but thank you for telling me that.”

They stayed quiet for a moment, the quiet wasn't awkward or deafening, but Zack swore he could hear the gears in Chloe's mind turning. She turned to him and asked, “Do you have any ideas to help me out right now?”

Zack looked away from Chloe for a moment. There were a few ideas which popped into his mind, a couple of them erotic in nature; he wasn't sure if Chloe would be up to them, but she needed that small push, even if she didn't want to.