I'm A Walking Travesty (All Time Low Fanfic) [Watty Awards Winner]

I'm A Walking Travesty (All Time Low Fanfic) - Chapter Seven

Chapter 7

Sof’s P.O.V

Zack and I sat on top of the grassy hill and watched the others play on the beach. The sky was orange and the clouds had turned pink because the sun was setting. Zack lay back on the grass and I just stared at the horizon, watching the waves ripple slightly. Jack and Valarie were chasing each other along the sand and Sam, Cass, Alex and Rian were throwing a football in the water. I pulled my legs up to my chest and hugged them as a cool breeze picked up and gently stirred my hair around my face.

“So, Zack,” I started.

Zack opened his eyes and shifted his position so that he could see me.

“Yes?” He asked.

“Do you like anyone?” I asked.

“I like everyone,” He gave me a weird look.

“No, I mean like like,” I repeated myself.

“Are we in grade school now?” He asked.

I didn’t answer.

“Yeah, I do. Why?” He asked.

“I dunno. I just haven’t asked in a while.”

“Okay,” He closed his eyes again.

“Are you going to tell me who she is?” I asked.

“No.”

“Why not? I’m your best friend,” I asked impatiently.

“I said no,” He repeated.

“Can you at least describe her?” I asked.

He opened his eyes and stared at me. I’d never seen that look in his hazel eyes before. He looked oddly, nervous?

“She’s short and tan. She has amazing, big brown eyes. I love her eyes so much. Her smile is like, perfect. It brightens my day when she smiles. Her laugh is just magical. There is no way to describe how much I love her laugh and smile. Her hair is amazing. You might find it weird, but I’ve always wanted to touch her hair. And then there is her personality. I can’t even being to describe her personality. She is funny, and friendly and just plain gorgeous,” he replied.

“Oh wow. She sounds, perfect,” I replied quietly.

Zack pursed his lips and I bit my own. He nodded and let out a deep sigh.

“What’s her name?” I asked again.

Zack didn’t answer, but kept staring at me as he sat up. His eyebrows were furrowed together and he looked like he was going to say something so I kept quiet.

“Zack?”

“Her name,” he murmured, “Is Sofiya.”

“What?”

Zack didn’t say anything and when I tried to look him in the eye he would avoid mine. He stood up, brushing sand of his legs and walking off, leaving me alone in the grass by myself. I stared at the water with no idea what to think. Did I have feelings for Zack? How was I even supposed to tell the difference between loving him and loving him.

I watched Zack walk into the bus and slam the door behind him. I squeezed my eyes shut. How could I not have realised this? How could I not have seen that he liked me?

“What’s going on Sof?” Valarie asked, sitting herself beside me.

Jack sat with her and they both stared at me, waiting for me to answer.

“Zack err, Zack just told me that he um. That he likes me,” I said.

I was so confused about everything right now and I could barely even answer their questions.

“Do you like him back?” Jack asked.

I shrugged my shoulders. I had no idea how I felt.

Jack’s P.O.V

Alex, Rian and I sat with Zack on the couch trying to convince him that everything was fine while Valarie, Cass and Sam tried to comfort Sof in the bedroom.

“She doesn’t even know how she feels,” Alex said.

Zack didn’t say anything but took a sip of his beer. The bedroom door opened and Valarie came out form behind it. She beckoned for me to come over. I stood up and stood as close to her as I could so I could whisper in her ear.

“How is she?” I whispered.

“Confused. How about Zack?” She whispered back.

“The same,” I sighed.

She nodded her head slightly. Both of us had still felt a little awkward around each other after I hit her on the head with my guitar. She had taken the bandage off it and a small scab was left behind, but he strategically put her fringe over the top of it so no one could see it.

“How’s your head?” I asked.

“Yeah, it’s fine.” She murmured.

I pushed back her fringe and ran my thumb over the cut. She bit her lip and a shuddered a breath in the closeness of our bodies. I took my hand away from her face and took a step back.

“I better get back to Zack,” I mumbled.

“Yeah, me too.”