fix you (13rw)

Chapter 3

Alex

Maybe he's just a few minutes late. I thought to myself. I was convincing no one because he was already an hour late. I saw almost every students on this campus pass by me. Clay even offered me a ride but I refused. I told him Zach would be here any minute.

Any minute now Zach. It was like a mantra that I kept reciting over and over again. Maybe if i repeat it one more time Zach would magically appear in front of me and apologize for being late.

People probably think I look stupid. Standing alone, waiting for no one but the big buffed arms of disappointment.

I tried calling his phone.

Hi this is Zach Im either busy, sleeping or watching my favorite show on Netflix, leave me a message and I'll call you back.

What a goof. I clicked the red button before I could accidentally send him a message on how upset I was.

A few more calls. No answer. Just the same charming voice mail over and over again.

Should I just leave? Its already getting late and I really dont want to walk alone when its already too dark.

I thought of calling my friends to ask for a ride instead but I really dont want to bother them. Theyre all probably at home now.

At this point, I knew deep inside that Zach forgot about me. Its alright. He's probably doing something important. Something important than you.

Im so stupid, I shouldve just accepted Clay's offer.

Does it hurt? Yes. Does my chest feel heavy? Yes. Will I cry? Maybe but not here.

"Alex?" I recognized his voice. It was Charlie St. George, the football team quarterback. I wouldnt really call him a friend. An acquiantance perhaps? "Its already late, why are you still here?"

I decided to lie and not tell him the truth. Charlie is friends with Zach and I didnt want him to tell Zach how stupid I looked waiting for him.

"Just met with a friend," My voice was weak. "Im actually on my way home."

"A friend? Really?" Charlie wasnt buying any of my bullshit.

"Yeah," Why is he mocking me? "I'll just go."

"Where's your car?" Charlie asked. The parking lot was now almost empty except for a few cars and Zach's.

"I dont have one," I answered. What the fuck is wrong with this dude?

"So you'll walk home?" His face lit up, he was amused.

"No shit," I rolled my eyes. "I'll fly."

"You are funny Alex," He shook his head before speaking again. "I'll give you a ride."

"You dont have to." I felt the nerves on my feet screaming at me to just accept the offer.

"And what? You'll walk home? What if you get kidnapped? Not on my watch," He grabbed my arm and basicallt dragged me with him. "You're coming with me."

It was a very quiet ride. I wasnt talkative or in the mood to talk and Charlie was respectful of it. He just played a lofi mix on his Spotify. I glanced at him, he was bopping his head to the beat of the music. He's a kid.

I couldnt stop thinking about Zach. I shouldnt have kissed him. I just thought that maybe there was a chance.

I followed my heart and everything is worse now.

Like an unstoppable wave of flood. Tears started falling from my eyes. I immediately wiped it using the sleeves of my sweater but it was already too late. Charlie saw me crying.

"Dont ask." I whispered, hoping he will hear me.

"Okay." And he did.

I just wanted to go home. Where I could finally cry again. Where I could finally feel safe again.

My phone buzzed from my front pocket. I took it out and saw a text from Zach.

Hey man Im sorry.

Yeah. You should be sorry.

It buzzed again.

I forgot to text you.

Ofcourse. You forgot.

Another buzz.

Im sorry.

I didnt text him back.

"And," Charlie stopped the car and faced me. "We're home. I mean you're home."

"Thank you." I mumbled as slowly went out of the car. Letting the wind and reality hit my body both at the same time.

"You owe me one Alex." Charlie grinned. One what?

"Owe you what?" I asked with hesitation in my voice.

"Lunch? Dinner? A gift?" His grin got bigger.

"Oh." I felt my face heat up from embarrassment.

"Im just kidding Alex. Relax." He winked at me. Why the fuck would he wink at me? I glared him, his teases catching me off guard.

"I am relaxed." I could feel my body slowly lightening up.

"See you at school."

And for a moment I forgot about Zach Dempsey. Maybe I do owe Charlie St. George something.

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Alex is a one angsty motherfucker and Im loving it.

Thank you so much for the great response guys!! I appreciate it.

I will be updating this fic everyday, maybe one or two chapters per day.

- G