***ZAC'S POV***
My mind often felt like it was in another universe, it felt like I was floating around going in to a space of nothingness.
Before it happened here and there, but now I found myself constantly pondering, thinking about Hannah. She was like a parasite that infected my brain.
Every time I pushed hard to think about Melissa the same way, my mind boomeranged back to her. I didn't want it to be this way, but it was.
All the close moments we spent together, felt normal, like I was meant to be with her. Her innocent yet fiery demeanour always captured my attention.
My brain was truly scrambled.
"Are you going to have a shot or what?" A voice boomed into my ear and suddenly I was slammed back into a room full of people.
The high thumping of the music woke me up from my deep thoughts. I turned to follow the voice that snapped me out.
Harry stood there with his bright wide eyes, offering me a shot. Josh stood behind him, all pumped up with energy getting ready to down the burning drink. Just as I was about to take the drink, Ruby caught my eye. Something seemed off, it then dawned to me that Hannah wasn't by her side.
I brushed the offer away and after hearing endless protests from Harry and Josh, I walked away ignoring their booming voices over the music.
"Hey!" I called out, grabbing Ruby's attention.
She lifted her head slightly as a way of greeting me. I didn't want to straight ask her about Hannah, but something in me was itching and burning to know where she was.
"Did Hannah not come with you?" I bravely let out, not caring about what she would think.
Ruby pressed her brows together, looking at me in a quizzical manner. "I thought she was with you?"
"What? Me? I haven't seen her." I shrugged my shoulders, titling my head in a confusing manner.
"She was with me, but then she left. I assumed she left me to find you, I didn't really question her, but she's been gone a while now." Ruby inched her head around the busy room, trying to locate Hannah.
I felt my senses heightened, as if I was undercover to find her. After patting my pockets, I was unable to locate my phone.
"Shit," I muttered. "I can't find my phone. Have you tried ringing her?"
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Teen FictionCover and banner credit goes to @AlateSchmetterling ***** With the last year of school looming, Hannah Woodville, hopes to keep her head down, get the grades she needs and leave for university. It shoul...