please || zac efron ||

Wait

Zac

Charlie didn't want me to worry about her, I can see that, but I want her to get better, I really need her to get better. I should've seen her unhappiness before, how did I not know she was still having nightmares? Am I a terrible boyfriend for that or is it the fact that she has never truly opened up to me? My thoughts circled that one sentence that rattled my bones, she has never truly opened up to me. I didn't know what to think about it, yet it is all I can think about. When will she tell me about her past? I never wanted to push her, or pry into her privacy, but I want to know what has made Charlie who she is.

"Zac?" Charlie's sweet voice cut through my thoughts drawing my attention to her quickly. I dropped the knife I was using to cut up the peppers, I forgot I was even cutting something. "Zac, what are you thinking about?"

"What do you mean?" I asked, trying to figure out how she realized that I was even thinking about something that was... hurting me?

She gave me a look and said, "You seem tense. Clearly, you aren't even paying any attention to what you're doing because you've been cutting the same pepper for seven minutes." She stated in a matter-of-fact tone. She trailed off, but continued, "What are you thinking about?"

I sighed and leaned my back on the counter, "Are you ever going to tell me about your past? You know I don't want to push you Charlie, but I'm here for you. I just want to know.. It kills me not to know Charlie." I breathed out, finally having the words off my chest and out for her to dissect. She sighed and looked down at her lap. She opened her mouth to speak, "I-" the shrill of her phone cut through the air and grasped our attention. She slipped off the counter and grabbed her phone from her purse. "Hello?" She questioned into the phone while I just sat still staring at her. "Why can't Kendra fill in?" She sounded pissed off now. "Fine, I'll be there in half an hour." She huffed out begrudgingly. She turned back to me and snapped her phone shut causing me to flinch. "Oh sorry." She said softly and sat her phone down. "Work called I have to cover for Kendra." She rolled her eyes at her not so dependable coworker.

I opened my mouth and closed it a couple of times, I didn't know what to say. "Okay." I pushed the small word out of my mouth and turned back to the knife and put it in the sink. I felt her arms wrap around my waist from behind. I relaxed into her touch and my thoughts started to melt away. "I want to tell you Zac. You need to know. I'll only be gone for a few hours, then we can talk when I get home, okay?" I nodded.

I turned around and kissed her lips. "I'm sorry for pushing you." I mumbled against her lips. She shook her head, "You aren't pushing, you deserve to know. You're not making me do anything I don't already want to do." She smiled up at me. I wrapped my arms around her and picked her up in a tight hug. I spun her around quickly causing a fit of giggles to exit her mouth, making me feel like I've won an award. "Thank you." I breathed into her hair.

"No thank you." She smiled and kissed my cheek as I blushed. She slipped out of my grasp and ran to the bathroom, she shut the door and I heard the shower start to run water. I ate while I waited and when she was done getting ready she came running to me. She enclosed me in a big hug causing me to laugh, she giggled and leaned up kissing my lips and then she grabbed her keys and drove off to work.

I looked at the time, it was only eleven. I waltzed into the bathroom and took a shower. I continued to get ready until I had nothing to do. I checked the time again, it was one. I was hoping I had passed a few more hours than that. I had a shower, made the bed, washed the dishes, etcetera. I have nothing else to do, but wait for her. Of course I could leave the house, but if she came home early I wouldn't be there so I'll just stay here.
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Charlie was still gone and it is four now. I've been thinking about what she was going to tell me when she gets home as I pace up and down the hallways. I have no idea what I'm going to learn about her. Endless possibilities and ideas are popping into my brain, most are depressing and scary. Each thought hurt my head more, I turned on my heel marching back down the hall and then going back up the hall. This endless cycle of anticipation haunting my every move. I think about the pain in my head and change course to the bathroom. I opened the mirror and took out a bottle of migraine relief. I took a few and swallowed them with water. I brought my face closer to the running water and splashed some on my face. I wiped the water off my face with my shirt and looked into the mirror. Disgust ran through me, I needed to stop thinking about this and just wait for her to tell me. I left the bathroom and turned on the Tv. A movie could take my mind off of this. I put the Mean Girls disk in and pressed play. An hour passed and I fell asleep.

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Charlie

I walked up to the front door and twisted the key in the lock until I heard a click signaling I had successfully unlocked the door. I had my hand on the door knob and hesitantly turned it to open the door. I pushed open the door and closed it once I was in confused as I stood here with all of the lights off. I checked my phone for the time, I smiled at the lock screen set on my phone, Zac and I in the park, where we met and belong. The time told that it was almost seven, but since it was winter time the sky was already dark.

I walked down the hall and saw a sleeping Zac in the couch. He was all wrapped up in a blanket, he looks so peaceful and cute. I looked at the Tv and muffled a laugh as it displayed he was watching Mean Girls. I love that movie, but I never thought he would too. I unzipped my winter coat and placed it down on the recliner next to the couch that Zac was happily occupying. I slipped out of my shoes and got under the blanket with Zac. He was much warmer than the outside air, like my own personal sun (*cough cough* so twilight). I wrapped my arm around his waist and felt him place his head on my shoulder with his cologne hitting me. Is it normal to fangirl over the cute things your boyfriend does? I'll just go with yes because I can't help but love everything about him.

I gazed at my love before me until I fell asleep with him. Both of us wrapped in each others arms with the warmth guarding us from the cold air that threatened to spill in.
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I felt something stir beside me, waking me up. I glanced down at Zac, he had rearranged himself to be laying on his stomach with half of him on me. Both of his arms around my waist, hugging himself to me. I reached down to his head and played with his hair, as time went by I could not fall back asleep. He stirred again and this time woke up, he placed his chin on my stomach and looked up at me. "Go back to bed, babe." I whispered to him, running my fingers through his hair.

He furrowed his eyebrows, "When did you get home?" My stomach still gets butterflies when he calls this house my home. I sighed and said seven, "well then you should be the one sleeping, you must be exhausted." He said to me.

"I don't like sleep very much..." I trailed off and looked into his eyes. "I don't mind though, go back to sleep." I reassured him, he gave me a look that said he wasn't reassured by that statement.

"I'm not tired." He said stubbornly. I huffed at him and looked at the time, "it's midnight, you must be tired." I stated.

He shook his head at me causing his chin to brush my stomach, which tickled and made me giggle, he smiled up at me, "I fell asleep around five-ish.. I'm not tired anymore." He made a funny face at me.

"Fine then I guess neither one of us will be sleeping." I chuckled at his silly and stubborn behavior. He nodded at that and I went back to playing with his hair.

Twisting some of the pieces and curling the others. He hummed occasionally, I knew he really liked when I played with his hair. His hair was so soft and cute. As I was playing with his hair I remembered I still haven't told him what he wanted to know. I said I would do it when I got home, but he was sleeping. His cuteness is just distracting, I blame it on that. "Zac?" I questioned softly, in case he had fallen asleep. He hummed and looked up at me. I paused hesitantly, "Do you want to know now?" I asked precariously. His eyes widened and his pupils dilated as he nodded unsurely like when you tell a little kid that it's okay to do something and they hesitate like they are wondering if you are testing them or not. "Okay." I shifted to get more comfortable, knowing this would take all night if I could get most of it out successfully. He waited patiently for me to start, I smiled at him and began the painful story that is my life.