Love Complications Book 1

Chapter 32

Piper P.O.V

I stand outside his door and knock loudly.

"GO AWAY DAVE." He shouts from inside his room.

I try to open his door but it's locked.

I knock again.

He ignores it this time.

So I knock and knock and knock and knock till.

"Fucking he..Piper?"

He says as he opens the door and is clearly surprised to see me standing there.

I stare at him blankly as he stares at me.

I look him up and down he stands there in his dark blue jeans and white vest on.

I finally speak.

"So you do remember me?" I say sarcastically.

"Now's not the time Piper."

He scratches his head and goes to close his door.

"I know about the fight and the suspension."

I say quickly.

He stops and opens the door back up and walks straight pass me shouting downstairs.

"YOU IDIOTS!! WHY THE FUCK DID YOU TELL HER?? CAN'T YOU DO ANYTHING RIGHT!"

He screams down at the girls.

I take this opportunity and sneak into his room and sit on his computer chair. The pain radiates through me as I sit down. More tablets needed soon, I take a mental note for myself.

I spin in his chair and look at him as he closes the door, he looks down.

"Piper."

He whispers as he sits down on his bed.

"Zack why aren't you looking at me?"

He doesn't speak or answer me, he just looks down.

I can feel my eyes start to fill with tears.

"I get that I now have a fucked up face and i'm not the best looking anymore so if your not attracted to me then at least fucki..."

He quickly looks up at me bewildered.

I look into his eyes.

"Piper you have the wrong idea, I don't care about you."

My eyes open wider and he shakes his head.

"I don't care what you look like." He quickly adds.

"So why are you not looking at me?" I shake my head at him as I speak.

"Because i'm responsible for this, you." I can see the anger seeping through his body as he stands up and looks away from me and punches his wall.

I look to the wall and there's now a crack in it.

What is wrong with this boy?

I slowly get out of my chair and walk towards him, his back still facing me, I wrap my arms around his waist from behind. He seems surprised but allows me to tighten my grip as I kiss his back.

I don't know how or why but I can feel the anger drifting away from him. He peels my arms off and turns round and looks at me. His finger traces over my stitches, under my eyes and finally my lips.

His brown eyes are filled with sadness. They glisten with tears but no actual tears fall from his eyes. He's clearly hurting. I tip toe and rub my lips against his and kiss him gently. He resists my kiss at first but eventually gives up and kisses me back, his tongue dominates my mouth and I allow it as I feel his body begin to relax more. He pulls me in closer with both hands on my face. But as the kiss gets deeper I pull away and take his hands off my face. He looks at me confused.