Imperfect Match

Chapter Four

"Nice place"

"Thanks, um you want to see my room?"

"Um I'm so sorry but I feel uncomfortable about this, I just want you to know this is not going anywhere"

I smiled "shut up"

"What if I was joking what would you do?"

I thought about that. What if he really did mean it? Would I brush it off would I be upset? Sad? I don't know and that's what confuses me the most. I just shrugged my shoulders and tried to hide my blush. Since I was already being courageous I grabbed his hand and led him downstairs to my bedroom. When our hands touched I felt sparks. I know it sounds cliche but my heart started to race and I felt faint. I never felt this for Eli. Not at all.

"This is my room"

"I hate to sugar coat but what the FUDGE is this?"

"That's sugar coating?"

He gave me a look "You don't want to know what I would have said."

I laughed. "Okay but atleast tell me what's wrong with it.."

"EVERYTHING is white, everything except that 500000 feet cross above your bed head!"

When he mentioned the cross my heart started to crumble. All the good and horrible memories came crashing down on me. I started to feel my eyes water. I sat down on my bed and cried silently while Zach continued to rant about my room.

"And don't get me started on the-- hey! What's wrong?"

"He gave that to me for Christmas last year."

"Who the hell are you talking about? Oh you mean Eli?"

I sobbed even harder.

"I guess that's a yes."

I felt him sit next to me and put his arm around me.

"Why are you crying over a jerk like him?"

"I think I loved him." But when I said thAt everything felt wrong within me it was like my mind was telling me that I loved him when my heart was telling me the complete oppisite. Zach stiffened beside me.

"Um I'm sure you didn't love him."

"Why do you say that?"

"Because if you did you wouldn't be here with me right now.

"What the hell is that supposed to mean?" I snapped.

"I don't mean it like that, you would be fighting to get him back if you loved him. You're just getting over your first real relationship."

"So what am I supposed to do!" I screamed sobbing again.

"I hate feeling this way! I don't deserve to feel like this."

"Get dressed."

I sniffled. "Why?"

"Just get dressed."

I looked down at myself. "Okay but I am dressed."

"Oh no your not."

"Yeah.... I am."

"I hate to brake it to you but I refuse to walk around with a human pillow case."

My jaw hit the floor. "Excuse me?"

"Just show me your closet."

He's so rude! I shook my head in disbelief and walked over to my closet.

"We'll this is it."

His eyes widened. "You have all these clothes and you wear this crap!"

"Well I don't have many all white outfits because I have to buy them with my own money."