Accidental Intentions (A ZANEMAU FANFIC) | ✓

[30] (Who is Travis? - Part 2) I Don't Even Know You

WARNING: This chapter will only mention slightly mature themes. If you are uncomfortable with it, proceed with caution. Don't worry, it's only vague and a quick part of the chapter. Nothing major.

Friday - November 18 (Continuation)

Aphmau's P.O.V.

I bit my lip harshly, my nails digging into my knees as I knew that blood would shed if I didn't stop biting my lip. I noticed Zane from my peripheral view trying to reach a hand to touch me, to ask if I was okay. His heat from anger was extremely evident, and we weren't even getting into the dramatic parts yet.

"We were one of those cliché teens in love. Which was true, we loved each other greatly and deeply; no one could break us apart nor tell us otherwise. Not to mention, Vylad low-key shipping us and supporting the relationship to the core." I smiled slightly at the memories I had with Travis and Vylad.

"Vylad, for the love of Irene, please stop taking pictures of me and Aph." Travis says sternly as he pulls me closer to him by the waist, making me giggle a bit.

Once Travis noticed this, he smiled as well, "I love you," Travis whispered into my ear, making me blush. I still wasn't used to him saying 'I love you' to me. It's been barely a month since we got together, after all.

"I love you too." I whisper back as I pecked the corner of his lips. This made Vylad gush, "I can't help it! I'm so happy for you two... you guys are perfect for each other!" Vylad says as he shows us a picture he took of me pecking Travis only a few seconds ago.

Me and Travis looked at each other then smiled.

By this time, Zane had enough of me being alone in a corner and unwrapped me from my position, he pulled me closer to him and hugged me tight by the waist.

I sighed at his scent, and hugged his chest, "Travis was my first everything... My first love, my first dance, my first hold of hands, my first date, my first kiss, my first boyfriend, my first touch... my first, everything."

Travis extended a hand to me as he bent down a bit, the tip of his ears red, "M-May I-I have this dance?" I giggled at his embarrassment.

We were at our spot... the hill where we confessed our love for each other. We were on our date, I lost count of how many we had. Music was on and Travis was shyly inviting me to my first dance.

"Yes, you may." I got his hand and stood up from the grass, Travis' face was red as we danced along to the slow song playing from his phone. "You know this is my first dance, right?" I said with a grin on my face.

Travis' face just became ten times redder.

Like the spot I had with Travis, Zane and I had a spot as well. But it's just that our spot is of mere friendship.

I don't really know how to feel about the fact that me and Zane are still and only best friends. After all, I still have a crush on the three, and me and Zane are supposed to do this fake couple thing.

I brushed it off and enjoyed the time I had in Zane's arms.

"We encountered fights, heartaches, fun times, happy moments, sad times that we've been through when we were just friends... only since we were a couple back then, those situations were just deeper." I explain as I gaze into the afternoon, birds silently chirping.