The bed sheets were twisted around my body from my tossing and turning so often as I couldn't seem to sleep for more than than two hours. I stayed awake most of the night just blankly staring at my bedroom's ceiling as my thoughts bit into me.
The flickering light of the sun coming through my window indicated that it was already morning by now. After failing my last attempt to find sleep, I decided to finally get up, kicking off the covers and rolling out of the bed.
I wasn't in the mood to see my father in the morning as I skipped having breakfast and headed straight out of the house, avoiding seeing him. Don't get me wrong, I really love my father but lately, whenever we sat together, our conversation always seemed to switch and end up being about Zach.
It seemed to me like he was trying so hard to get me to be with him always pointing out how our families were close and fitted together and that he worked with his father so there was absolutely no excuse to stop me from being with Zach, well that was what he thought.
He said he wanted to see me with someone he could trust, someone that was like us and how good Zach and I would look together as Zach really did show that he loved me but I couldn't picture Zach as the one he was really talking about.
All I thought was the complete opposite. I never felt that Zach was acting like this out of love, it seemed more like it was a challenge for him to get that one girl who said no to him.
I stepped out of my car which was parked a few feet away from the campus' building. Ava who was standing with a group of people we sometimes hang out with, immediately noticed my presence as I was walking towards her and came rushing to me with a smile plastered on her lips.
"So, tell me. How many times have Zach called you in the course of the last few hours?"Ava teased, a sarcastic smile on her face as I rolled my eyes at her mockery.
She opened her mouth to speak again when a familiar face caught my eyes. I looked closely trying to figure out who it was when the realization hit me. It was the same guy who worked at the coffee shop and who was also the cause of Zach's swollen cheek.
There he was, walking with a couple of books held casually in one hand as the other one ran through his hair. I felt a sting of guilt rush through me, recalling how rude I was to him the other day. I found myself turning on my heels and rushing behind him ignoring Ava behind me calling my name out, asking where I was going.
I stopped right behind him and raised my hand to tap his shoulder gently. He turned around facing me and I could see he was a bit taken aback to see me in front of him as he stood, his eyebrows raised into a flustered expression, looking curiously at me, his eyes studying mine.
I stood awkwardly before him, struggling to find the right words to say. I cleared my throat, gathering my thoughts and finally opened my mouth to speak, "Well, um.."I let out and it couldn't get any more awkward. He stared blankly at me as he waited for me to come up with a proper thing to say.
"I am sorry for snapping at you the other day."I finally managed to say. He didn't seem to be moved by my words as the flustered expression on his face turned into a blank one and he said nothing in return. I took it as a sign to continue. "I was just mad and couldn't think straight."I reasoned, "Anyway, I know you were just trying to help me and--"I continued but my words were cut off by him.
"Last time I heard, no one ever asked for it."He snapped harshly at me, repeating the words I had told him earlier that day right after he had punched Zach.
I opened my mouth to speak when I saw Zach standing a few feet away with a group of guys, his eyes on me, a curious look on his face as he tried to figure out who I was standing with from the distance. He noticed my gaze on him and started heading to my direction.
