"Well, what do you want to do?" Zach asks
"I don't know" I reply
"You're the guest" he answers
"It's your house" I laugh
"Okay, okay you win" Zach smiles, "20 questions?"
"Ok" I reply
After 17 questions we finally get past the basics.
"Why do Sofia, Megan, and Kaylie hate you so much?" Zach asks
"I honestly have no idea, they've always hated me" I answer, "who's your girlfriend?"
Zach laughs shaking his head, "I don't have one"
"You, Zach Williams, do not have a girlfriend" I ask in shock
"That's right" he answers, "surprised?"
"You can say that again," I reply, "seriously though you could have basically any girl in the school if you wanted"
"I don't want just any girl" Zach says, then mumbles something I can't here.
"What did you say?" I ask
"Nothing, my question now?"
"Sure"
"At the end of last year why did you leave school for a month?" He asks
The memories of last year are brought back into my mind, I sigh.
"Last year was a really rough time for me," I admit, "I was dealing with stuff that I'm not exactly proud of"
Zach lifts his head up, I continue,
"People were doing some pretty bad stuff to me and I took some desperate measures. I ended up in the hospital"
As I finish I sit there silently.
"Oh" Zach says
"Why'd you ask"
"I heard some rumors" Zach mumbles
"What kind of rumors" I ask nervously
"I uh"
"Just say it" I say closing my eyes
"Never mind" he says quietly
"I wasn't eating much and I passed out." I say quickly
"Really?" He asks
I nod, "that's why I was in the hospital"
"Ok" Zach says, "I was just worried"
"Worried?" I ask, "about me?"
"Yea"
"Why would you worry about me?"
"I know how hard it can be, how easy it is to break down. I wanted to make sure you were okay," Zach looks up, I wanted to make sure you weren't broken"
"Well just letting you know I am alright. I'm just figuring out a few things"
"Like what"
"I don't want to talk about it"
"I do" Zach says. I smile
"Sometimes I just keep my feelings to myself because it's hard to find someone that understands" I say
"I understand, more than you would think"
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Lost
Teen FictionSometimes, I'm not always sure what to do. I feel like I'm always wrong, like I'm never good enough. I'm invisible and it's as if I don't exist. If I really didn't exist, I don't think anyone would care. I'm all alone in this great big world, I'm lo...
