The Anniversary

3. HEATHER

A/N:
100+ reads already!? Whaaa?
**doing the happy dance**
You. Guys. Are. The. Bomb.
So I'm dedicating this very loooooooong chapter (trust me it's really really long) to my very aaaaaawesome readers!!
Btw..
Ahem.. the story gets a little.. *cough* racy *cough* in the end.
(I knew you pervs have been waiting for it! Ha!)
So whaddaya waitin' for? Read on!
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"Forgive me?" he asked sweetly wrapping his hands around my waist and craning his head so that he could look into my eyes.

"Why would you want to dump me zach?" i blurted out suddenly.

crap! where the hell did that come from?

I was as startled as him. " i mean, hypothetically" i hurriedly tried to cover it up with an uneasy smile.

His face morphed into an emotionless mask while he stared at me like he wanted to know all the secrets buried deep in my soul. His gaze left me feeling vulnerable.

I did not like it. Him. Me. Like this. The fact that he didn't want me anymore, didn't love me anymore. I hated feeling so lost. I hated that I was hurting inside. So damn much.

"Hypothetically", I repeated in a placating manner. I had no idea what was running inside that brain of his.

"Let's say we broke up-", I continued but was interrupted when he suddenly jerked his arms away from me and said "What is this? Are you mad at me or something? Where is all this coming from?" I immediately missed the warmth from his arms as it was replaced by the chill of the truth.

His eyes fleetingly glanced at the table where he had hid the note and flitted back to look at me. He looked nervous and frustrated with a deep frown on his perfect face.

"As i said i'm just being hypothetical." i tried again.

"And I don't like being hypothetical." He said in a tone that clearly meant the end of this discussion or whatever this is, but i wasn't going to back down easily either.

"Come on Zach, it's just a game. It's not like this is all real right?" I reasoned.

I just....needed to know why.
Was I not enough for him?
Did he like someone else?
Did he not love me anymore?
I had to know the reason.

He let out a heavy sigh and looked up at me in resignation. I couldn't help the small smile that broke on my face. He always found it hard to resist me when I asked something. But the situation this time was entirely different and that made my smile vanish in an instant.

" So... if you were to dump me, what would be the reason? " I asked with a fake playful smile.

He closed his eyes as if it pained him to hear me ask that question out loud. That pain on his face made me apprehensive, more so than before.

I squared my shoulders and braced myself for his answer.

This is it.

He grumbled something unintelligible in that same pained voice.
"What? " I whispered.

He huffed out a breath in frustration and repeated himself much louder and clearer this time. " I said you're too sweet! "

Blink.

Blink.

Wait what! Too sweet?

" And sweet is bad!? " I all but yelled at him. My initial surprise turned into disbelief to rage.

He rubbed the back of his neck with a grimace at my sudden outburst.

"No no no, it's not bad. It's just..."
He stepped closer and entwined my hands with his and rested them against his chest as if we were praying.