The Most Painful Life

Chapter 8 - The Sort-Of-Not-Quite Date

Hey! I don't know if anyone's actually interested in reading this:3 but I'm totally bored so I'm just gonna update a little:) please please please if you're reading, give me some feedback? i'll love you forever! So yeah... This chapters going to be written in both Zack and Charley's point of views, but I'll point out which is which before writing it:)

 Zack's point of view:

Tonight's the night. I thought to myself as I looked in my wardrobe trying to figure out what to wear. My sort-of-not-quite date with Charley. I was determined to ask her out tonight, whether I get rejected or not. I needed to know if she felt the same. Not a day went by that I didn't wish I could be with her forever. Being best friends with her just wasn't enough anymore. I was greedy, I needed more. I needed her so much it hurt.

I picked out some slim black jeans and a cream shirt with a leather jacket. I spiked up my black hair, concentrating on my green highlights. I texted Charley to see if she was still up for tonight, she texted back almost immediately saying she couldn't wait. Neither could I.

I'd made reservations at the new indian resteraunt in town. Providing everything went well tonight, I planned on bringing her back to my house and spending some time with her, hopefully as more than friends. She had no idea how much I would give to be able to surprise her with a kiss.

At 10 to 6, I grabbed my wallet and car keys and headed out to my car to go pick up Charley, checking my appearance on the way out of the door. I sat in the car for a minute or two just trying to calm my nerves. I was never usually like this around Charley, since she was my best friend, but knowing that tonight could either go perfectly amazing or horrifyingly wrong made my hands shake and my head sweat. I tried to control my breathing as I turned the key and set off to pick up the most gorgeous girl in the world.

Charley's point of view:

I got home and quickly changed into the clothes I had set out the previous night. I quickly did my make-up and straightened my hair, making sure I looked just right for my meal with Zack. I was still determined to try and act more like the normal girls Zack liked, and since he hadn't seen my new brown hair, I hoped I looked much more like one too. I had dressed up a little with my skirt and vest, but I hoped it wasn't too obvious I'd made such an effort. I got a text from Zack making sure I was still up for tonight, I texted back immediately. Of course I was! I was nervous about how he'd take the 'new me'. If he didn't like it, then I don't think I could ever get my head around the fact that we would never be able to be together. I'd decided if I didn't get the result I wanted, I would try my luck with Leo again. It sounded horrible to use Leo as a rebound if everything went pear-shaped, but I'd have to find some way to get over Zack if I couldn't be with him, and Leo was the only guy except for Zack who really made me feel all fuzzy inside.

 I had three situations in my head. One was how perfect tonight could go, that Zack would confess how much he loved me, and my new look, and he would ask me out and we would go back to his for the night. The second was how horribly wrong tonight could go, I could accidently let it slip that I like him, while he looks on in disgust and tells me that we could never be, and that he wouldn't feel comfortable being best friends with someone who is so in love with him. Then there was the situation I expected to happen most - we would go for our meal, talk and laugh like we usually would, and then he'd drive me home and say goodnight. I wished the first would be right, but I knew once I'd imagined it, it just wasn't going to happen. Nothing ever did go right. I just wasn't that lucky.

 At 6pm, I took one last look at myself in the mirror before leaving my apartment. As promised, Zack was sat outside in his car waiting for me. I walked over to the car and opened the passenger door. He looked over to me and his face dropped instantly.