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One hundred: note to self

Isabella's POV

You're not thinking straight, you stupid. Get a grip it's Zach, not Lukas. I shook my head trying to stop my intoxicated head from spiraling out of control. "What are you doing here?" I said softly, taken aback by his closeness. He caged me with his arms on either side of me, but the fact that it didn't make me feel trapped was confusing me.

Zach frowned his eyebrows at my words, still leaning on the counter in front of me. "I live here. You don't remember?" He frowned some more. I was so worried about it being Drew's old frat house that I it didn't even occur to me it was Zach's one too.

"I forgot. Sorry." I smiled before looking away, trying to distract myself from being caught up in his eyes. I need to find Lukas.

"What were you doing up on the counter? You're lucky I was here." He looked at the side of my face as I kept looking away. He was right I was indeed lucky.

"Trying to wash away the taste of beer." I scrunched my nose again when the taste came back to me. "I couldn't reach for the glasses. Who puts them at the top shelve?" I playfully rolled my eyes and I saw Zach smirk.

"So, you are drunk?" He asked, curiosity evident in his voice. He suddenly pulled away from the counter, his hands leaving on either side of me. He stood back, the smirk on his face growing.

I wobbled my head, putting my lips into a busted smile. "A little..." I said, instantly starting to laugh. "Okay I'm pretty drunk." I admitted, his words making him shake his head with amusement. He gave me an innocent once over before reaching into the cupboard to get a glass from the top shelve. Of course he's tall enough to reach for it. I rolled my eyes at the fact he was able to get one without standing on his tip toes. I had to crawl a freaking mountain to get to them.

"So, I get to see unfiltered Isabella?" He smirked as he watched me while getting the glass. "Water, soda? What were you thinking crawling up here..." He shook his head with disbelief and drunk me wasn't going to apologize for misjudging my balance on the effects of beer.

I smirked at him when he stood tall in front of me. "You always get to see her... Just now, not completely in my right mind. Water is fine. Thanks." I said, watching him turn to the sink to get some tap water. I was looking at his back now to see the number 8 on the back of his jacket. The jacket suited him better than I thought it would, it made him look taller and more buff.

"Not in your right mind huh? As in?" He said turning around, his green eyes meeting mine once again. The smirk on his face hadn't disappeared yet and the way he was acting a little but looser yet intense, asking me anything on his mind, made me believe he was a little drunk too.

He walked back towards me, leaning his hands on the counter, this time next to me, instead of forming a cage around me, which made me feel relieved in some way. He put the glass next to me on the counter, the bottom of it between his thumb and index finger as his hand laid flat on the surface, his fingers almost touching mine. He looked up from the glass to me, and back to my hand, and chuckle leaving his lips made his chest move. That's when he shook his head as if he was having in internal battle with himself. The kitchen was silent and peaceful, and my eyes were focused on his hand mere inches away from mine. He looked back up, his intense eyes meeting mine. He looked as if the internal battle with himself had left some scars, his expression toned down and confused. He suddenly pushed the glass into my hand, our fingers sliding over each other and when he did my mouth instantly parted, so did his. This is wrong. "As in you're making me nervous with all these questions." I cut the silence, swiftly taking the glass from him to bring it to my lips. The defeat on his face clear as day when I left his touch and that's when I knew for sure. Fuck, this is not okay! He can't see me as something other than a friend. He can't because it's not going to happen. Lukas is my forever. He's my boyfriend for god's sake. Don't give him mix signals, not even when you're drunk. Don't. You don't want to lose him as a friend, and you don't want to lose Lukas as your everything.