Closure (BxB) [sequel to SAS] *ON HIATUS*

Chapter two:

Zach's POV:

I fucked it up, Didn't I?

At least that what I was thinking to myself as I rested my head on the windowsill.

I was back in my old home again.

Like, actual home.

I just couldn't sleep at that apartment anymore.

All I could think about was the time I spent with Brian over there... about our first time...

I sighed.

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"I did fuck it up" I declared as I laid on Belle's couch.

"Why did you break up with him?" Belle asked.

"I don't know honestly... it felt like the right thing to do then" I said.

"Really?" she asked with a raised eyebrow.

"well, I was pissed after our conversation, I tried to convince him that everything will be just fine at prom, he still refused to take and I got mad, I got so mad I decided to break up with him, I decided I'm not going to hide my relationship. I didn't expect him to come out as gay in front of the entire school... at that point it was just too late for me to turn around from my plane" I said.

"and you couldn't do it after prom night?"

"no, because I knew if it won't happen then and there, it won't happen at all," I said.

"and now you regret it happened"

"I just never meant to hurt him. I realize I might wasn't ready yet to come out myself. But now I am"

"and now you want to get back together?" she raised another eyebrow.

I nodded.

"good luck" she simply said.

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After our session, I got back home.

To my actual apartment now.

I used to visit once a week, you know, just checking everything is alright.

A moving truck parked by the entrance.

Great, new neighbors...

Wait, I hope it doesn't mean that the old lady from the 2nd floor passed away! She was so nice!

I was minded my sorrow that I didn't notice I was just about to clash with some guy in front of me.

"ouch!" I yelled as I felt to the hard concrete.

A now very pissed dude got up from concrete as well, not even offering me help to get up myself.

"watch were you walking dude!" he yelled.

"I'm honestly so sorry! I didn't notice you're coming out from the back of the truck!" I dusted myself off as I finally got up from the pavement.

The dude didn't look so pissed anymore.

"you're right, I should have been more careful myself" he smiled and started picking up his clothes from the pavement and throwing them back in the box I just made him drop.

"I'm really sorry" I mumbled as I started helping him grabbing all his clothes.

After I was done helping him getting all his clothes inside the box, I was finally about to go upstairs to my apartment.

"I'm Eric by the way" he offered me a hand to shake.

"Zach" I shook out his hand.

"Nice to meet you, uh, so, you're studying at UCLA as well?" he asked.

"no, my friends do though. I'm studying at the culinary school just next to UCLA since they don't have a culinary program" I said.

"cool, you should come to visit then. I'm on their football team" he said.

"oh"

"Oh?" he repeated after me.

"I mean, my friend is on the football team too," I said.

"Is he any good?" he chuckled.

The best that there is.

"a-ha, he's a great player," I said.

"awesome. Then I'll see you next at the weekend? It's our first match of the season" he said.

I gulped.

"Sure you will" I faked a smiled.

"that's great. See you around chef Zach!" he said and entered the building.

"it's pâtissier Zach actually..." I mumbled to myself as I watched him disappear.

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A/N: Hello!  I know it's short, but I wanted to upload another chapter as soon as I could.

looks like a new challenger has arrived ;-) (or maybe not? hehehe)

I hope you liked this chapter.

new chapter will be up in about two days hopefully :)

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