Chapter 20

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The whole cover story magazine thing as the first step to growing up and winning over Zach worked wonders and everything, but I didn't anticipate the... increased attention Zach and I would get the day the magazines went on the newsstands.

I am trapped inside my home, there's reporters all around the house, trying to ask questions and take pictures. You would think they'd be satisfied with the stupid People magazine article.

Emma! What made you want to collaborate on the People spread?

How does Zach feel about it?

I'm up to my ears with them! My phone rings and when I see Zachs name on the caller ID, I instantly light up.

"Zach." I say.

"Hello, my ultra famous girlfriend." I smile.

"Ugh, I wish that was not the case. There are reporters outside the house, Margaret told me they are swarmed outside of Remlor, so Im doing my work at home today. Don't tell me they're not stalking you?"

He chuckles. A warm, soft laugh that I've missed so dearly. I know it won't be an overnight change, but I think I've finally gotten him to move on. I just needed to take the first step.

"Oh trust me, they're out here at EcoTech too. Only a few though, that Im used to. They want to hear from the main woman herself. That's who I would want to talk to."

I laugh. "Are you at work?"

"Yeah. Yeah I am. Emma, I feel great. I haven't been this... free in a long time. I know it must have been hard for you to open up like that." He says softly. I sit back on the couch and push my lap top and paper work aside.

"Oh Zach, nothing is harder than watching you suffer. I did it for the both of us. People won't stop caring, that is just something we'll have to deal with forever. Although the lack of privacy is annoying."

"Yeah", he chuckles, "it is, although right now you have it worse. You're right, nothing, nothing else matters except each other, Im ready to forget, or at least, focus on the future, our future."

"Oh, Zach." I choke out. Our future. It makes me so happy to hear him say that, a future with him sounds amazing. We don't need anything or anyone, I'll be happy with him. I know it.

"Don't cry sweetie, I need to make it up to you. Let's have lunch, I just want to be with you."

"I would love to but I just went outside to get the mail and I didn't even get halfway out the driveway."

"I have a plan. Pack a suitcase for at least four days, and bring your work stuff." he says quickly before he ends the call

"What?" I cry out into the silence. I almost laugh, what is he talking about?

As if in cue, I get a phone call from my mom that I reluctantly answer.

"What's this about a cover story?" she reprimands instantly. Gee, no 'hi, how are you only daughter?' and she talks to me as If I instantly know what she's talking about and Im just playing stupid, like Im a stupid little kid.

"What-What do you mean?" I groan, my smile from my conversation with Zach gone.

"Why is your face plastered all over these magazines?"

"Because I am their featured cover. I gave them an inside detailed look at my crazy life. Don't worry, I didn't incriminate you if that's what you're afraid of."

"I- that's not what Im upset about I just thought you would have told me."

Ugh, I feel like crap now. It's that damn impulse that I Need to control. I need to remember to fully just forget already!

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