I can't help but love you || Skephalo

𝙰𝚕𝚘𝚗𝚎.

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Darryls POV
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It's been a week since Zak left. The fans are a little worried, they ask me constantly if he is okay or what he's doing. I've tried texting him—Twitter, Instagram, Snapchat, Messages, but nevertheless it always ends up on delivered. nothing but delivered. I tried to ask Spifey about it, but he says to leave him and Zak alone. I'm not needed there anymore.
Are they together? no. Zak wouldn't. would he?

I spend many nights in Zak's old room. He didn't pack up, everything is still here, he's planning on coming back. But when?.. When will I get to see him, his smile that could light up a room, his fluffy hair, his glowing eyes, everything about him never fails to amaze me.

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Currently I'm laying in Zak's bed, staring up at the ceiling. I know I shouldn't keep moping around, but it's hard. I miss him, and I want him to come home already. I sit up, dangling my legs over the edge of the bed. My gut is telling me to walk over to his desk, i don't understand why. But I have nothing better to do. I stand up and make my way over to his desk. It's a little messy, full of sketches and hoodies, definitely merch for his fans. I look down, one of the drawers is cracked open and there is a notebook inside. "'Zak's thoughts', huh" I pick up the notebook. "I shouldn't read this, but, maybe it'll help me bring him home"
I take a deep breath. I open the notebook and start reading through, so far only about 3 pages have been written in, the rest are empty.

The first page started when he moved in, the last one was the last day we talked. I read through the pages. My eyes opened wide, my mouth dropped.. "oh my god.."

He loves me.

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