Troubled

Netflix and pizza

Meg's POV

I hate how easy it is for people to hide their feelings, you know?

People have so many secrets. Every one you meet can be so many things at once. They might be such a different person to who you know. In a way, we are all living double lives.

Which makes the world a very scary place. Full of secrets. Full of fake people. Full of scary truths and pain.

And I guess, that's why people have suicidal thoughts.

The world looks all fun and games to some of us. And some people have the eyes to really see it. And we can't stand it. We can't stand the pain, or the truth. Maybe we aren't supposed to see it, because it kills us.

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I walked back to the building where the dorm rooms were. Finally, I found myself walking not to my own room, but to Zac's room.

It seemed like he was becoming a friend, and I was grateful for that. In a deeper level, he understood me more than anyone really.

It wasn't really gonna be easy to speak to him after what happened, but I didn't know who else I was supposed to speak to.

Even though I didn't want to admit it, even though he was a dickhead, we just clicked together you now. And maybe, just maybe, we could be friends one day.

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"Hey Zac-o" I walked in.

He was frowning at me, yet I could see that playful smile tugging at his lips.

Damn those lips.

Shut up Meg.

"What are you doing here?" He asked, and I realised that the reason I came here was my bitch of a mother, which made my face fall a little.

"Hey meg-O. What's up?" I managed to give him a faint smile.

"It's... it's that I ran out of pizza. Can you believe it? Do you have any?" I blurted out. After all, I let him on in too many secrets already.

"You're honestly the weirdest little shit ever."

"Thank you. I know. Now answer the question."

"Yeah I do have pizza. You wanna watch a movie together?" He all see hopeful.

I paused for a moment. But then, who could say no to pizza and Netflix?

So we say down with the pizza, and Netflix.

He tried coming sitting close to me. I mean, I needed my personal space.

"Don't try it, bitch. Move"

"Okay. Okay."

But then, at the end, we ended up cuddling anyways.