When It's Just Us ~TofuuDiger1~

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~Poke~

Joe and I walked down the dark sidewalk hand in hand. I wasn't afraid to, no one else was around.

"Zach, I was completely wrong." "Hmm?" I looked up at Joe. "Wrong about what?" He looked down at me, a smiled on his face telling me everything was okay. "Wrong that my feelings would leave." He was refuring to when he 'broke up' with me. "I know. I always knew. Or well, not really." I looked at the sidewalk infront of me as we walked. "I guess more or less I wanted to believe you where wrong." He tightened his grip on my hand. "Joe, I-" I was cut off by my phone buzzing in my pocket. "Oh uh, one sec." I released Joe's hand and pulled out my phone. My mom was calling.

"Hey mom."

"Zach, are you safe? Why arn't you home?" 

"Sorry mom, I didn't know I would be out so late. Yeah I'm safe, Joe's with me. We where at the park."

"Watching the sun set?" I could hear the happiness in her voice as memories came back from when I was a child.

"Yup."

"Okay well, be home by 11." 

"Okay mom, see ya."

"Bye."

I put my phone back away and reached for Joe's hand. Just to find he stuk them in his jacket pockets. "Ah-hem." I poked his sides. He half-smiled at me. "What?" "Your hand, please." He made an over-dramatic sigh and gave me his hand. I brought it to my lips and pecked it with a kiss. I lightly laughed. "I love you, Joe." "I love you too." 

Our hands swayed together as we walked. 

~Tofuu~

"Hey, I've been meaning to ask. How's your arm?" Through the dark around us, I could see the light blush on Zach's cheeks. "Hurts every now and then. But you're a really good nurse, Joe." I flipped my hair. "I do try." Zach giggled but I was suddenly washed over with an upset, sad feeling. I caused that pain. Those cuts, scars forever marked on my beloved Zach. "Joe?" Zach asked. I hadn't noticed how quiet I was. "...I'm sorry..." I spoke lightly, looking at the ground. "Sorry?" I stopped walking and my arm felt weak. My hand released Zach's. "Joe?" "I'm sorry I caused you so much pain." I felt the heavy, salty tears roll down my face. "What do you mean?" "I caused you to cut your self." He grabbed my face and forced me to look at him. "Stop feelin so bad! It happened, and it's over. You aren't the only one who caused me to cut my self, so stop it! Stop feeling sorry for it. It's not like you had the intension in your head. You didn't know I would go and do such a drastic thing. Hell, It's my fault for doing it. Please," His voice grew softer. "Stop crying." He took his thumbs and whipped at my tears. I nodded and my lower lip trembled. He pulled me into a hug and we just stood there. Arms around each other until we heard foot steps come from behind us.