One-shots

Fading Bonds

I look at the old messages in my phone between Zyra and I can't help but sigh. We used to talk everyday and now I can barley get a read message from her. But then again that's good because it makes my blood boil when I get left on seen by her. She's my world and I can't stand seeing us lose contact.

"Aaron you're at school." My mom says tapping me out of my daze and fast paced thoughts. "Thanks mom." I mumble as I lug myself out if the truck. "Have a nice day!" She yells as I slam the door shut. I sit down in the gym and wait for the bell to ring. I can't help but wonder why'd we had grown apart during the last couple of months. Could she really not handle the stuff I've been through? Was it my weirdness that scared her off?

Maybe she just works too much and can't really contact me. Maybe she's going through shit of her own. But is it that bad where she has to go distant? I honestly wish she'd just test me and tell me everything is fine or just tell me what the fuck I did because it's bringing me emotionally down and I hate it. Once again I am tapped out of my thoughts about her. "Hey cutie." I hear a raspy voice say. "What do you want Joel?" I ask taking an ear bud out of my ear and facing him blankly.

"I was just wondering if.... you and I could go and get smoothies after school? ....It could be a little study session to prepare for these exams... you know?" He says brushing his hands through his hair. "I wish I could Joel but I'm kinda busy tonight with my mom." I say twisting my face in to sadness to make it look real. "Oh. Okay well whenever you feel like it just give me a call. We could go bike riding or something like that..." Joel says standing up and walking away defeated. It's not that I didn't like Joel it's just I've been saving myself for Zyra. So I've been giving everyone the cold shoulder just like she's done me.

Once the bell rings I get up and start to walk through the gym doors to my history class. I keep my eye out for a slight sign of her. "Who are you looking for?" A dazed voice mumbles. "No one." I say turning around realizing that it's Symone. I make it to my first class without any sign of my favorite person in the school. I sit through this boring class and the annoying lecture on Europe. I never understood why we still were taking notes after we took the final. Once I hear the bell for this class I'm the first one through the door. I start to dodge and slide past people so I can wait in the commons area to find those beautiful brown eyes with perfect winged eyeliner.

I wait for three minutes hoping she'd run up to me and give me a hug or come behind me and wrap her arms around my waist. But instead I'm greeted by the late bell ringing and security screaming to get a late pass and be off to class. I can't help but feel disappointed because that's where we always see each other. She never fails to embrace me with a hug or make me catch her contagious laughter as I fill her neck with kisses. Maybe she just needs some time. I think to myself as I complete my bell ringer and start my health work. Health is probably one of the easiest classes I take at the moment. I complete my study guide on teen pregnancy and I sleep at my desk for the rest of the period.

After that class is spanish for me. And I can't help but think about what she could be doing or where she was or how she was feeling. I sent her a couple of texts which resulted into my phone being taken by the teacher. To distract myself I decided to do my work on conjugations and other unimportant things. Then it was time for lunch. And I couldn't take it any longer. I grabbed my bag and my phone off the teacher's desk and walked out. I couldn't take her seeing me today. Not having a smile plastered on my face because of her. It's not normal to not see her for this long. So I decided to visit her class.

I knocked on the classroom door and I was greeted by Ms. Emily. "Hey Aaron. What do you need?" She says closing "The Great Gatsby" in between her fingers. "I was just wondering if Zyra was here?" I say looking at her with pleading eyes. She looks over her shoulder into her classroom and turns back to me. "No not today. I don't think anyone has seen her today." She says giving me a soft worried expression as she closes the door. And that's when I realized desperate times and desperate measures approach me. I head to the entrance of the school building and I walk out. The hot sun hits my face once I'm out of the shade of the pillars. I cross down the strip of the school and make my way to her apartment complex.

Once I arrive I knock on apartment 14. And wait. Once I get no reply I put my ear upto the door. And I hear the the song Fool's Gold by One Direction ever so faintly. So I knock again. This time a lot louder. And two minutes later there is a slight crack in the door just for me to see her beautiful golden brown skin, her black hair up into a messy bun and her unwinged eyes stare ever so confused at me. "Hi?" She says realizing who I am. I don't respond with words, instead I push the door open wide enough for me to fit through and embrace her in a hug.

"You will never understand how much I miss you when you don't come to school. My world almost crumbled because I didn't see you." I whisper into the crook of her neck. I tighten my grip on her and her intake of breath becomes sharp. "Aaron I kinda can't breathe." She says struggling for air. "I'm sorry my dear. I've just missed you like hell. You honestly don't understand and I don't ever think you will realize how much you mean to me." I say kissing her forehead.

"I'm sorry I just didn't feel like coming today." She says sipping her cup that was placed on the dining room table. "It wasn't even just today though. I feel like you've been ignoring me in general. Did I do something to piss you off at me? Because I'm honestly waiting for you to say yes to being my baby." I say with worried eyes. At that moment. Pick her up and take her to her room. I place her in bed and I slide off my shoes and join her. I place a kiss on her neck and her collar bones. I bite her above her boobs. And I smile. "Can you please be mine already?" I ask looking at her. She blushes and replies. "Yeah. If you'll walk to see me I think it's worth it." She moans as I slide my hands past her shorts' waistband.