Introverted Love!

Chapter 8

A few days had passed since the incident with Zack. Unsure of what to do i had come home and got in bed without dinner. Exhausted from the day of cleaning sleep had come instantly and without dreams. Unfortunately I had missed dad again that night but the next morning he had greeted me as he left in a hurry. Something seemed strange about his behaviour but I didn't really get a chance to think about it.

Today was Friday and I was to receive my award from the International Society for stem cell research. I had woke up with bags under my eyes as usual and spent the best part of an hour on my makeup trying to conceal them. I wore my long dark brown hair straight usually but Lizetta had decided to curl the ends. She had also lent me some white stiletto heels that went with my pearl earrings.
Having spent most of the day getting ready I realised I'd not eaten and it was already 4pm but I had done my lipstick and vanity won so I swallowed 2 cookies whole and left without even looking at my reflection. The sooner this evening was over the better.
The hall for the function was decorated in a red and white theme and although it took me an hour to get here I was still early. The invitation had said the first guest speaker would begin at 5.30pm, then the awards and dinner would be served at 6.30pm.
I looked for my place card and took a seat, recognising no one around the room where several people had already made there way in. I played ludo on my phone for half an hour until the room and my table were full of people. The guest speaker begun his speech and a wave of nausea hit me my head felt light. It must be the hunger I ignored it and sat through until it was my turn
'An the award for young'... as soon as I reached the top step of the stage the room spun my palms got sweaty and everything went black.

I stirred in bed feeling especially groggy I sat up slowly trying to recall how I'd got here. That's when I realised here was not my bed in my house. The room was vaguely familiar like a lost memory, there was dark wooden wardrobes covering the wall opposite the bed and a large window with a seat that looked out onto the side of my house. It was dark outside. I was in Zacks room, I panicked and recalled passing out. My checks burned from embarrassment but how had I ended up here. Before I got much chance to think I heard the door open lightly
'You're awake, here I made you a sandwich eat it'll make you feel better'
Zack stood in front of me with a black tray and a blue teddy bear apron. I smirked then remembered how I'd laughed at him the other night.
'I have sooo many questions?' I said grabbing the tray and biting into the sandwich, I was ravenous.
'You passed out at the awards ceremony, they tried to ring your dad at work but I answered and came over since both our dad's were on a building site and wouldn't make it to you'
'Erm Lizetta' I said rolling my eyes
'I rang her she said she was out so to keep you here until she returns, I've told your dad too he's on his way back'
I inhaled the sandwich so fast I choked. Zack passed me a glass of water from the bedside table. I was still weak and my hand was shaking when I tried to hold it so he patted my hand away and brought the glass to my mouth. Without thinking I drank but felt embarrassed
'I'm sorry I dragged you out for this'
He just simply shook his head
'Do you want anything else' he said taking the empty tray from me.
'No I'm okay now thanks I'll go next door and wait' I tried to get out of bed but he lightly pushed me back and I had no strength to fight him. The places on my shoulders that his hands touched sparked like electricity ran through them.
'Or maybe I'll just lay down' I said sarcastically and rested back with my eyes closed.

(Zacks POV)
This was the second time I had held her on my back. My heart thumped in my chest even though she was light as a feather. I rolled her into my bed and put the cover over her tucking it in on one side. I sat at the end of the bed watching her lay so peacefully. She was usually beautiful but today she was stunning. Her dress had hugged her petite figure like I had never seen her wear before, her long hair fell around her like flowers and her lips in a subtle smile were glossy and inviting. I felt a strange feeling in my chest and got up to leave but she held my hand with her free hand. Was she awake?
'Mum don't go again,huh you can stay now you're here' she mumbled under her breath. My heart sank she was still not over her mum's death and how could she be.