chapter 7: Whoops

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thoughts fill your head, you didn't know that you were capable enough to even kiss him or even have to full dominance to be on top of him. you finally realized what you were doing and how wrong it felt, you backed away instantly with all shades of red on your now sweaty face. wow, he really is something. "sorry..." he instantly realized what he did to you, except making you fall for him even more. "I didn't mean to kiss you-"

"it's fine... you were good" 'shit! did I really just say that?!?!' "Uhm... uh... sorry for saying that and wasting your time" you quickly got off of him and sat down properly.

"you too... and um..." he paused for a second trying to find the right phrase " anyways, I better get going. I didn't mean to kiss you in the first place."

"okay, uhm... Talk to you later?" you made it sound like a question as if you were the one to mess things up.

"sure." no smile, no excitement in his voice, nothing, nada. He stood up and immediately walked out the door like he was going to explode. What was the point in even bothering with this guy? You already kissed him after you were talking to him about your emotions (except your feelings for him).
You felt dumbfounded and downright stupid to even believing that he was going to-
Your thoughts paused for a minute to finally realize something. He was the one to kiss you. You didn't know whether it was out of pity or "in the moment"  but its still stuck to your brain that he just kissed you out of context. You didn't know what you were thing to kiss him back, but it starts to feel like the kiss didn't even mean a thing. You thought that he was doing that to play with your feelings or something, but you had a feeling that he's going to be doing the same thing as your ex. You hate your ex to pieces, but after the tone of Zach's voice before he left was already giving you chills even by the thoughts of that.

You begin to get lost in your train of thoughts, after what felt like 3 hours, you heard a knock at your door. You didn't bother to walk over to the door. To be honest, you didn't want to talk to someone.  The knock begins to repeat, over and over again. You quickly laid on your couch pretending to sleep once the knocking stopped. You quickly shut your eyes when you felt that someone was looking through the window, but that didn't work since you already told him you have insomnia. You begin to regret telling him your problems and your diagnosis, but that won't stop him from entering your house.

The silhouette made its way to the door again and entered the house quietly. You can still see it through your eyelids of course, but then again, you kept your eyes shut. You stayed still and pretended to breathe heavily to make the sleeping more "realistic". Guess the figure didn't buy it because he lifted you up and dropped you in the couch again to get your attention.
"seriously?!"

"sorry, I just wanted to talk to you about the, uhm, the whole thing that happened 3 hours ago... I'm really sorry I ran off without saumying goodbye or even speaking to you. I had thought about it and I want to talk to you about it..."


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