Mailboy - One Shot

This is for a one-shot competition for foreversmilin's book: Mailboy, featuring Nico and Zoey

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Zoey Willow Hunter

"Stop the damn car!" I shouted at the top of my voice since I could barely hear myself. Nico was driving fast, furiously fast. His knuckles were going white and his eyebrows were furrowed even more if that could even happen.

Honestly, it was't even my fault.

"I swear I will jump out of this thing if you don't stop now Forrest!" I tried again. I knew he knew that I didn't have the guts to jump out but it was worth a shot.

It stil didn't work. The only person I could think of came to mind. "I'm calling Oliver to get me if you don't stop this damn thing!" My second attempt.

It worked.

The car came to an abrupt halt and at the same time, both of us whipped our heads to glare at each other.

"What is your problem?!" I screamed at him after a long minute of staring, even though my heart was still pounding from the speed.

"MY problem Zoey? YOU have the cheek to ask?" Nico shouted back.

I don't see why he's getting so worked up over this. We may have been friends now, considering our deep hatred for each other in the beginning but seriously what was his deal?

He wouldn't have cared if this happened last month. Today, he's being all protective when it came to Oliver and it was starting to annoy me how their hatred now got me involved.

"He was the one who kissed me okay? Why are you shouting at me? We're not even together." I tried to scream at him again but I could feel all the energy in me depleting.

"But you kissed him back." This time, his tone held a tint of sadness in them, but still really angry nonetheless.

"I'm sorry." I don't know why I said it but I did. Must be those green eyes of his. They always get to me ever since I realised my feelings for him.

"For? I thought we weren't together Hunter." Now his tone was cold. "And you know what? You're right. Why did I even bother? I should have given you two that damn privacy you deserve." He said 'privacy' in his British accent and suddenly 'privacy' sounded so foreign.

How could he have so many emotions flowing through him at this moment. Not only was his emotions affecting the way I felt, he was also making me feel guilty. After spending so much time together, I knew I was feeling something I shouldn't be feeling. It was Nico Forrest we're talking about here. And it scares me that perhaps he feels the same too. But it scares me even more if he doesn't.

"I-I didn't mean it that way. I'm really sorry." Now I was really sorry.

"Yeah okay, let's get you home." I turned to look at him but his expression was void of feelings.

"I said I'm sorry. What more do you want?"

"Tell that to someone who cares Hunter. I'm done." Done? With what?

"You. Us. Done with me feeling this way." Shit did I say that aloud? But I was still confused as to what he meant. Normally, Nico would never say something like that no matter how annoying I was and it was the finality in his voice that scared me. It sounded exactly like he said it. He was done being my friend. He was done with anything involving me.

Without me realising, I started crying. Tears were rolling down my cheeks and they seem unstoppable. Tilting my head to the other side away from him, I tried to cover up my sniffles with a cough but a whimper escaped instead. Now he knows how weak I am. How weak I am for him.

I could feel Nico's eyes on me now as the car slowed down considerably. He came to a stop for a second time tonight. His warm hand came in contact with my cheek and forced me to face him. I casted my eyes down in defiance but his searching green eyes made me stare deep into his. I had no control over my eyes now.

He didn't pull away and neither did I.

Then, it happened. What I have been dreaming about every day of this month happened.

He kissed me.