Behind the Camera

Part Three- Hope

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POV- Heath 

Heath: "Zaaane? " I ask

I'm absolutely wasted. My arms are tightly wrapped around him, it's more like I'm leaning against him for support.  Zane falls back into my embrace, making the small space between our bodies non-existent. His body is warm against mine.  A moan escapes his lips. Throwing us off guard we stumble, breaking the connection. Turning he excitedly shouts - 

Zane: "Where have you been baby!" 

His eyes are bloodshot and his body is shaking more than mine usually does. Zane grabs the bottle of liquor, I know there's a reason he shouldn't have it but I can't think straight.  He tries to take the cap off but isn't able to. I rip it from his hands 

Zane: "WTF Heath?!" 

He lunges for the bottle as I take a step back. 'Heath?'  for some reason it hurts for him to call me by my name. I stand there stunned as my head clears for a moment.  I hold my pointer finger up cutting him off-

Heath: "You aren't going to have this! You told me you didn't want to drink tonight"

Zane: "Well I change my mind, give it!" 

Heath: "I already said, NO Zane. I care about you, it's obvious your high already"

Zane: "SO WHAT? It's my life, you don't get to take care of me. We're nothing!" 

Hurt and anger fills me. I throw the bottle at him. It bounces off his hands and shatters on the ground making a huge mess, I just stand there, a wave of emotions rushing over me. Zane's rage washes away, turning into regret.  He can tell I'm upset. Neither of us says anything, all that is between us is eye contact. I'm about to scream at him but Zane's eyes start to water and stepping through the broken glass he rushes past me and goes into the guest room. The door slamming shut behind him. I'm in utter shock. I turn to look at the door as I notice the whole room has fallen silent and everyone is staring at me. Whispering to each other.  Fuck I think to myself. 

Heath: "There's nothing to fucken look at" I mumble 

I grab a bottle of whiskey and start chugging it as I head to the bedroom. Storming into the room I run my hand through my hair. Zane is pacing back and forth sobbing-

Zane: "Please don't yell at me, I can't deal with this right now"

Heath: "You mean me? You can't deal with me?!" 

Zane looks up at me with a worried expression. I'm upset, I'm screaming and I'm drunk there's a lot of things to be worried about but I could care less. He steps forward making sure I'm not about to fall 

Heath: "Zane!" I spit out his name "I don't care if you don't want to deal with this but we are NOT nothing! How coul- how could you say that?" 

I'm stammering because of the alcohol, I'm barely able to stay up straight. I dig through my pockets searching for a cig, pulling it out Zane's eyes widen. 

Zane: "You're too drunk to smoke right now" 

Heath: "You don't caree" I yell 

Zane walks up to me placing his hand over mine and the cig. 

Zane: "Of course I care Babbyy, I wish I didn't"

Does he care? I can't take this fighting anymore, I'm not able to stand the distance. Suddenly, I put both of my hands on either side of his face and collide our lips together in a deep, heated passion. Surprised he hasn't pulled away yet, I move my hand to the nape of his neck. 

POV- Zane 

The feel of Heath's lips pressing eagerly against mine, like I'm the last cig on the planet. To me, this is the best feeling in the world. I should pull away, I don't deserve him I think to myself. It takes everything in my body to break this bond. 

Zane: "Baby your drunkk" 

Heath looks deep into my eyes with lust and confusion. 

Heath: "Only because I wasn't honest with you, and... and it was killing me. I love you Za-" 

I cut him off, at that moment that's all I need to hear. I rip off his shirt as he grabs my body and we fall onto the bed together...

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