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Chapter 14|"I Despise Them."

Chapter 14|"I Despise Them."

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Monday

GWEN'S POV

I WAS TYPING my essay on my bed when I heard a knock on my window, I jumped a little and I turned my head looking at it. I raised an eyebrow waiting for another one to come, and one did, it was a small pebble.

I got up from my bed when another pebble hit my window, I walked up to it, I couldn't see anybody in the dark since it was 9:00pm.

I took my phone out and opened up my window, I turned on the flashlight and shined the light in my back yard,

"Sunshine!" The familiar nickname, my head and flashlight snapped to the voice.

"Zac?" I whispered, "What are you doing here in the middle of the night?!" I yelled at him but whispered.

"Just let me in. Please," he begged, I sighed and turned off my flashlight.

"Ok, meet me in the front." With that said I closed my window and walked quietly down the stairs and to the font door.

I unlocked the door once I made it and opened it up, only to be met with a male chest, I gave it a confused look and poked it, the wall felt like a cloth, and it was super soft, so I put my hand on it. "Really?" I jumped when I head Zac's voice. I looked up to him and felt my face heat up.

"Uh, sorry.." I bit my lip and stepped out of the way for him to step in.

"Where's your mom?" He asked a little loud, I rushed up to him and covered his mouth.

"Shh! My mom is sleeping.. so you gotta be quiet." I stated, Zac gave me a amused look and licked my hand.

"Ew!" I exclaimed quietly, I whipped his saliva on his soft jacket with a disgusted look. Zac just walked away from me with an amused look still on his face, and I swear I heard him chuckle again.

"Where are you going?" I asked following him.

"To your fridge, you have a lot of good things," he replied opening my fridge, I let out a sigh and watched him raid my fridge.

I wanted to ask him why he was doing here, in my house, at 9:00 at night. I wanted to ask him why he came here and didn't go to James because he's his best friend. I wanted to ask him if he was okay because I doubt it's normal for someone to come knocking on your window at 9:00 at night begging to be let it.

I leaned against the counter watching Zac's eyes drift from food, to food and watching his arm drift into the fridge to grab something.

He was wearing a grey sweatshirt that's zipped all the way up and look mighty comfy, and he was wearing black sweats and his normal shoes, he wasn't wearing a beanie nor his glasses, so I got to get a full look at his face.

"H-Hey, uh.. Zac?" I asked, he looked at me and his brown eyes were gazing in mine, my breath hitched when I saw how much food he had in his arms.

I brushed off what I was about to ask a decided to lecture him about how much food he had in his arms, I put my hand on my hips and gave him a look.