A Bɛaʊtɨʄʊʟ Lօʋɛ

Chapter 5

"That is so stupid, I can't believe you would do something like that!!! I trusted you and you do this to me!!! Don't ever speak to me again you sick freak." I was happily eating Zach's popcorn and nachos while we were at the movies. It was a chic flik, and it kind of sucked. I leaned over and whispered to a Zach that was so absorbed in the movie that I couldn't bear to disturb him, since the movie wasn't all that great to me I watched his face and studied his features.

His jaw line is on point, it looks so chiseled... The clean shaved look was nice for his face structure, his eyes were wide, and open showing his shiny grey eyes. His nostril was slightly flared, and he had a juicy, throbbing temple on the side of his forehead. His foot started bouncing and his hand started twitching as if something in the movie was bothering him and he was about to fight.

I observed his arms, they were tan and thick, full of muscle, he had a few thick veins popping out on his arm. I had just noticed that he had a scar on his arm, and without thinking, as if it was a reflex, I ran my fingers against it, it was two cuts joined together. One was a clean cut, and the other was a bit more jagged. He quickly turned to me with wide eyes and he started to breathe heavy. He pulled down his sleeve, got up and left the theater. My eyes followed him as he left and turned the corner wondering what I did wrong.

I texted him asking if he was alright, figuring that if he left he deserved some time alone until he was ready to come back. I kept checking my phone after it told me that he had read it. I was confused and guilty thinking that maybe he wasnt ready for me to touch him.. My attention was drawn back to the movie for a few seconds after I heard an ear piercing wail from the lady on the movie with mascara streaking her face.

I texted him again asking if I did something wrong, still no reply. I decided that he wasn't going to answer so I got up and left, attempting to find him. Hen I got outside I spotted him pacing in front of the door. He stopped and got out his phone, and ran his hands through his hair. He went to the door as if anticipating to leave, he took out his phone and looked back, not seeing me or ignoring me.

He opened the door and left, my phone buzzed and I read the text through wide eyes. "Find your own damn ride home tonight." I backed up against the wall and slid down it, placing my head on my hands. I was so numb I didn't even feel the tears running down my arm. I called the taxi and stumbled outside feeling nothing. I don't know how I feel like this and we aren't even together. I leaned against a pole waiting for the taxi to come, not even knowing what I should do.

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I'm going to start writing in the different characters POV in the next chapter..