Zuro

XI

All Zyah and Kyan had done together lately was have sex. They've done it in the bathroom, done it in each others rooms, on the couches. Zyah may appreciate the attention but she also felt like there was an elephant in the room and they'd both succeeded in avoiding it this far. It had been days since the escapade had started and she'd gone back to attending classes and also rejoined the study group with Shannon, Alaiana and Geoff.

The trio had invited her to a party in Geoff's dorm section. She hadn't been to a party since she'd knocked Zuro and that was months ago. "Will see if Kyan is up for it."Geoff rolled his eyes. "The rumors are true then." Zyah's eyebrow was raised. "What rumors?"She asked before glancing down at her wristwatch. "That the two of you are attached to the hip." Shannon laughed. "That's bullshit G, she's here and where is he?" "Here to pick her up. Don't listen to everything people tell you. Geoff use your eyes. She is my hip."

She heard his voice come from behind her. "Hi Captain." His lips found the top of her head. Choosing not to speak Zyah smiled sweetly at her friends and got to her feet. "Zy, so we'll see you tonight?"Geoff called as the pair walked off. Zyah turned to respond but she wasn't hearing her own voice. "We'll be there, Geoff." Zyah scoffed and walked ahead of her friend towards the car. "What's wrong Zy?" Zyah rolled her eyes. "Of course you'll ask that question. Kyan seriously? You didn't have to be so rude." Kyan frowned. "Rude? Rude about what?" Zyah clicked her tongue and turned towards the window. "Just leave me alone." 

Soon they were home, Kyan had gone to take a shower while Zyah cuddled on the couch with Zuro. Coming from his room, bare-chested with a basketball shorts on Kyan bent down in front of her so that their eyes could meet. "I'm out for a trim. Please be ready when I get back." Zyah only nodded. Kyan tried kissing her but she moved away, causing Zuro to growl. "She's the one who knocked you, you know." Kyan told the dog out of annoyance, making Zyah huff as she continued to watch TV.

Zyah was up in her room getting ready when Kyan got back. "Why didn't you get done when I told you to?" Zyah rolled her eyes as if Kyan could see her. "Why don't you go on without me if you're in such a rush?" She asked when his head peaked through the door before he walked in and sat on her bed while she did her hair in front of the mirror. "Why are you so angry at me?" He asked. She didn't answer. "Don't get me wrong. It's really fucking cute when you're this pissed, but I just want to know why?" He asked as he got up from the bed and approached her. He was inches away when she turned to face him angrily. "Kyan, I just don't get it. Why are you so against me having friends?" "What? I'm not again-"He tried responding but she spoke over him. "You're cool with all of your soccer buddies while I'm stuck here, day in and day out with Zuro. Do I not deserve to have friends other than you?"

"Whether you make friends or not is none of my business Zyah. Ziltch, nada. I do not give a shit. What I do care about though, is the fact that you blow me off so easily while it's a-okay for perverts like Geoff to hit on you and you're okay with it." What he said only made Zyah's anger flare. "Jesus Christ Kyan. Get a grip. Not every guy I talk to sees, me like that. Geoff can be my friend if he likes. The goddamn world doesn't revolve around you. I don't know how many times I have to tell you that I'm not a child?" Kyan sighed, gripping Zyah at her shoulders he spoke in a low tone. "Zyah, I'm not in the business of denying the fact that I am and always have been head over heels in love with you. My biggest fear is not that you don't feel the same, but that somebody somewhere out there will ruin you way before I am able to prove myself to you."

Zyah didn't know what to say. She's been trying to tell him how she feels but now she's all tongue tied. "I- I'm ready. We can go." Really Zyah... That's it? That's the best you can do?  "I will be here, waiting Zyah, but forever is only as long as our hearts desires. Don't hate me when you want me and me wanting you is old news." Kyan whispered as he walked out of the door.

The car ride was quiet. Kyan drumming his fingers against the steering wheel. While Zyah fought an internal war with herself. She needed to say some stuff but for some reason, these feelings felt like vomit on her tongue. "Its weird, isn't it? How we went from fighting, to fucking and now we're not talking." Kyan stopped the car in front of the dorm. "No, you're not talking. I said what I had to." Zyah blinked more times than necessary. "Meet me back here when you want to leave and you're ready to talk. Go find your friends, don't get too drunk. I don't think we need to have sex tonight." Kyan spoke monotonously as he walked away.

Zyah drank, she danced and drank her night away. It had to have been early morning hours when she eventually grew irritable. She wanted Kyan. Didn't he say he wanted to talk? He wanted her to talk so she was going to talk. "Your hip not with you tonight?"A voice she recognized as Geoff's asked her. His hands snaking around her waist. She shrugged him off. "No, we're actually leaving now."Zyah slurred as she walked towards the door.

Getting this drunk was never her plan, it was more Kyan's plan. He needed to wash her out of his system. They met at the car simultaneously. He could barely stand upright. Neither could Zyah but he seemed worse off. "Looks like I'm driving." The pair laughed. "If you promise not to knock any stray puppies."Again a roar of laughter emanated as he passed her the car keys.