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With the last year of school looming, Hannah Woodville, hopes to keep her head down, get the grades she needs and leave for university.
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***HANNAH'S POV***
Two weeks had slowly drifted by since the whole situation at Melissa's party. Ever since it happened, I felt slightly odd, like I wasn't myself. I felt like a lost star beyond the sky, slowly floating in space. A chunk of me was ripped from me and I didn't have it in me to socialise. I felt safe in my room, a place where I knew no harm could come to me.
My mum, dad, Ava and Ruby convinced me to get out, obtain fresh air, but I wanted to stay put and be alone. I felt like if I did any excessive movements, my asthma would get the better of me and attack.
I wasn't able to recall the last time I saw Zac. All I could remember was calling out his name as I drifted into darkness. A pang of pain hit my heart as he didn't offer to see how I was. I knew deep down he owed me nothing, he was nothing to me and didn't have a reason to visit or check on my well-being.
Once Ruby told me the full story of what happened, part of me, wished that he came and showed how much he cared for me as I couldn't help but care for him. Another part of me, didn't want to see him, hence why I declined going with my parents and Ava to their house.
My back was leaning against the windowsill, where the window was open to flood in the fresh and crisp air from the night sky. The street lights illuminated the surrounding and speckled bouts of rain fell down, creating a pitter patter wave of sounds.
I extended my hand and felt the water splash onto my hand. The combination of the rain and cold air hitting me, produced a fresh swell of calmness. I closed my eyes so that I was able to focus of the peaceful sound and feel of the rain.
Within minutes my eyes shot open to the sound of the door banging. After a few seconds of waiting, the bang echoed again. Pushing myself up, I trodded down the stairs in confusion, thinking who it could be.
I had assumed it was my parents and Ava, but when I opened the door, I froze in shock. My eyes shot open and my heart started to thump against my chest.
Just beyond the falling rain, Zac stood there, squirming his eyes, making sure not to be blinded by the excessive amount of water.
"Are you going to let me in?" He called out.
After snapping out of my trance, I backed up, opening the door to enable Zac to enter. As he closed the distance between us, my feet automatically slammed against the floor going towards the draw full of towels. I extended my arm, offering one to him.
"Thanks," Zac whispered as he took the towel from me.
I closely followed his movements as he dried himself. The rain turned his soft locks of hair, into a beautiful damp style. I was fighting the urge not to run to him and brush my hands in his hair.
