Behind the Camera

Part Two-

POV- Zane

5:15 pm, Sunday

     I decided since Heath had kindly brought me coffee we could film a Coffee Talk on the way to David's house. I could barely speak though, most of the content was just me trying to overcome my stutter. I could hear snickering as I was telling the story of how in high school I tried to throw a party but got caught. I know he's laughing because I'm messing up so much. I couldn't concentrate anymore stopping mid-sentence I looked over at Heath dramatically.

Zane: "Excuseee me! Do you find my failer in party planning funny?"

Steering with one hand, Heath covers his mouth trying to hide his growing smile. I get lost watching him. It's one of my favorite ticks he does, I don't even think he notices he does it. I think smiling to myself.

Heath: "Naa you're the best planner there is babbyyy. It's adorable when you try to vlog"

Ooo! Those are fighting words. I shut my camera down loudly. Fuck I think in the aftermath, hopefully, I didn't break it. 

Zane: "TRY! Try?! Are you kidding me Boo? I do laps around you and you're vlog"

As we approach a red light I finish my sentence with a little dance, grabbing his cowboy hat from his head, in one quick swipe I put it on. His hat smells like his sandalwood shampoo I think to my self, it stops me in my tracks. Heath looks over at me, his face flushes. He then abruptly turns into the gas stations parking lot, the jolt from the turn makes me fall into him. I brace myself placing one hand on the backseat and the other on the driver's door. There is only the slightest space between us. I can feel his hot breath against my lips, his breathing hitches. I think back to this morning the way I quickly reacted jumping away. How I wish I could have done something else, anything else. I slowly back away but all of a sudden he leans closer to me. If either of us moved in the slightest our lips would be touching. He reaches up, taking his hat back. 

Heath:  Under his breath, he whispers, "That might be hotshot but I'm a better cowboy"

With that, he jumps out of the car and rushes into the store. Adjusting his hat on the way he leaves me baffled. I quickly compose myself and follow after.

POV- Heath

Heath: "Hey what's good man? Can I get some Juul Pods?"

After I pay for them and turn to walk out I hear the car door close. "Fuck" I exclaim. Without thinking I run down the snack aisle and keep myself busy. I can't believe this day has been happening! What is wrong with the universe? I was doing good before Zane put on my damn hat, who takes someone else's hat? I let out a slight moan, rubbing my face with both hands. Friends take each other's hats I know that. I'm just being bitchy and self-conscious. It's Zane... oh shit it's actually Zane turning down the aisle, he's holding two dip containers one in front of each eye making them look like goggles. I can't help but laugh.

Heath: "You look like a cartoon fly!"

Zane: "mayybe I am. Good thinking! We can't go to the party late and empty-handed. " He says grabbing as many chip bags that he can.

We don't talk about what had happened. Hopefully, he thinks it was a silly joke. After about 15 mins of being distracted and getting food, we leave the store with cookies, chips, dips, beef jerky, energy drinks, and booze. As Zane throws the bags into the backseat my phone starts going off. It's Todd. Answering I hear loud music and screaming in the background.

Todd: "Supp guys!! Where the hell are you? You guys are the life of the party, we need you!!! Owe Scott! Knock it off, oh you wanna fight??! I'll kick your ass-----