Nacho Average One Direction Story

Revelations Part II Part 4 Unmanifested Love

LIZZ MAYBERRY POV

     "Zac," I breathed.

     I could hardly believe it was really him. I felt my face automatically smile. Zac was my very best friend since we were in diapers. He supported me when people didn't like my and I didn't fit in. He helped me throughout the Olympics and kept me alive through the fiasco that followed almost a year later. I slept at his house the night before he left for college. In the morning we got into a huge fight. I don't even remember what it was about. It certainly wasn't worth our friendship. It was raining and he threw an umbrella at me so I wouldn't have to get wet on the walk home.

     That is the purest form of love I've ever expierenced. We only had ever gotten in two fights in eighteen years of best friendship. Once when we were four over if my brother or I was the coolest Mayberry child, and the one that terminated our friendship. Even when we hated each other though, we still looked out for each other. Being completely irritated with someone and contemplating killing them, but deciding against it because you would miss them so much. I haven't talked to him since then. Well, until now.

     "Zac!" I said as all the emotions and memories came back to me in a brilliant rush. I was suddenly fighting to blink back emotion.

      "Hey, buddy," he chuckled and I though I saw a tear in the corner of his eye.

     "Well, we will give you young kids some privacy," my father said as he stood and pulled my mom up by her elbow.

     "We will?" She asked him, clearly wanting in on all the drama.

     "Yup. It's time for bunky anyway." I smiled and shook my head at my dad's word for going to bed. "Love you later, Lizz."

     "Night, dad. Mom, who will be close by so as to eavesdrop."

     "I will not!" She said defensively but I saw it in her eyes.

     "Why don't you go to bed and I'll call you tomorrow. Everybody wins."

     "Wait! I almost forgot!" Harry shouted and my mom popped her head back into the room a bit too quickly.

     "What's that, dear?" She asked while my dad walked back into the room and leaned against the door frame.

     "Lizz and I are going to the Olympics next week!" Harry cried happily. Exactly three faces deadpanned, all eyes on me. I looked at Zac first. He looked close to crying all of the sudden.

     I let out a loud breath. "No, no, no! He knows everything. And I'm better. For the first time in a few years I feel alright. I'm okay." Everyone visably relaxed, smiled, congratulated me.

     "And I was thinking," Harry trailed off sheepishly, "that maybe on our way to London, we could go to Colorado and I could meet all of you."

     "Colorado isn't really on the way to London," Zac laughed but looked at Harry like he had lost his marbles.

     Harry looked so uncomfortable I had to laugh at him. "So I sort of already bought the plane tickets."

     "That's sweet of you, honey," my mom smiled, trying and failing to hide her excitement.

     "I guess I will see you in a few days then!" I grinned and hugged Harry, wordlessly thanking him for everything.

      "Also, dad?" I grinned. "Please change my name back on YouTube so people can find my videos again." This was a big step for me and I'm so happy I'm here.

     "Sure thing, Lizzywizz."

     "Good night Lizzy. Harry. Zac, sweetie, stay as long as you like. There is still a bed in Lizz's room for you." Zac nodded and my parents left the computer room.