Zack's POV
After I had bought two hotdogs I took Mc. Bella to the pergola again. Everything was still. The air was thick. I held her hands gently. I love her, yes I do. I love her.
Her eyes were sparkling like water. I love her so much. But I can't tell her. I won't tell her. Maybe she doesn't feel the
same thing I feel for her. If I tell her she may feel awkward and never, ever, come near me again.
"You are very different than everybody, Zack."
"Hope it's a good difference." I said
"It is." She said softly
"Why is this a very important part of your infancy?" She asked
Oh, nothing important I came here every time of the day that my parents got into a fight and I also came when they got divorced.
"I came here to cry mostly, my parents... They..." The talk got serious and I sat down in the floor crossing my legs
"I get it, fight and then divorce." She said solemnly with a smile
"Yeah, whatever."
Ok.... Awkward moment!
She got near me and I did the same.
There where only some centimetres between us. There were 5, then 3, then...
"No!" I said
What!?
"I can't do it. You've got to know me more, and I have to also get to know you more."
Mc. Bella looked down. I looked down. Probably the frog in the tiny pond had its head down also.
She lifted her face to reveal a perfect smile. Tears ran in her cheeks.
"You know," she said "even if you're being so Zackish. You know what to say." She was crying from happiness
"It makes me so glad to know that even if you ever find an amazing girl, you will know how to wait." She hugged me and kissed me in the cheek
I finnally founded love. Not the "I like you because of your money" love but the "I love you with all your mistakes" love.
I left her at her house (which by the way, was enormous!) and went directly to mine. After eating dinner I called Dallas to stay over and talk.
"Hello Mrs. Night may I come in?" Said Dallas after knocking on my house's door.
"I'd be disappointed if you didn't. Want some help with your stuff."
"No thanks Mrs. Night, where's Zack?"
"Upstairs in his bedroom."
(I don't like when my mom greets my friends because she talks to them for half an hour before letting them go into my room!)
Dallas entered my room with his study book on the hand, a taco on his mouth and with his cellphone on his other hand.
"Helldoh, Zwack how arh youh." He said with the taco still in his mouth
I got up from my bed and took his books. After I had placed his book on my desk I threw myself to my bed.
"Please finish your taco and then talk."
He chewed, and chewed, and chewed. ( chewed is a very strange word, isn't it?)
"So how is it going Charming Prince?" He finally said
"I'm in love with Mc. Bella."
"I don't know why do you call her that but since it's your first time, guess it's important."
"Do you think she likes me?" I finally asked
"Are you crazy!?" He said
How can you do this to me, Dallas!?
"She is obviously in love with you!"he says
Sorry, Dallas!
"You think I should get her a present?"
"Yeah, but something not too fancy. Maybe like a purse o a bracelet."
"I'll take the bracelet, cause purses are totally not my thing."
"We should study, you know. Dragon-Guy will get angry."
"Yeah we should."
I open my books and began reading something about homer and poetry. Maybe next time I could give her a poem.

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