Chloe’s heart skipped a beat as she prepared herself to face Zach. She watched Mrs. Fletcher walk away before knocking on the door gently, twice. When she heard a muffled voice ask her to come in, she took a deep breath and pushed open the doors, stepping into a space that reflected his personality.“Oh wow!” she said mentally, looking around at the décor of the room. The room was tastefully decorated with a blend of modern and vintage elements, giving it a comfortable and inviting feel. It was a sanctuary that seemed to encapsulate Zach’s essence.“I can get lost in the feeling this room elude.” She whispered to herself. She was surprised at how well arranged it was, and clean, and she wondered if Zach decorated this room himself and looked after it as well. He sure had a weird but very alluring taste. Although the room was painted black, and the king-sized bed pushed against the wall was all in black, even the sheets on it, the room was still looking so bright and beautiful. She
In an instant, Zach pushed off the bathroom door and walked toward Chloe. As she instinctively backed away, her back came up against the door, leaving her with no place or room to escape. He intruded on her personal space, placing his hands on both sides of her head against the door. His eyes bore into hers, and she felt her breath catch in her throat.“What are you doing, Zach?” she asked, her voice coming out a little bit shaky. Oh shit, that wasn't good. It was as good as telling him he had gotten to her. Instead of answering, Zach raised his hand to her face to touch her, tracing the pad of his finger against the soft skin there.“Don’t touch me,” she whispered, intending to yell but failing to summon the necessary volume. Despite keeping her gaze fixed on the floor to avoid looking into his eyes; eyes that scared the shit out of her, she could feel the intensity of his stare, as if he was peering into her soul.Damn, she was at his house, his room even, so there was no way she c
Zach stood there, frozen in place, as Chloe’s defiant words echoed in his mind. Her unexpected visit had caught him off guard, stirring up a flurry of emotions he had never experienced before. It wasn’t anger that surged within him, but a turbulent mix of desire, confusion, and a longing he couldn’t quite comprehend.Damn, he hated she made him feel all of those things. He had never had to feel anything for anyone before, so it shook him. Of all the people in the world, it was this girl he fell for, the one who didn't care what she thought of others, or what she said to them as long as she passed her message across. Imagine that she had said she came here to his house from her place to apologize, only to get into a fight with him, and say all she could just to shake him. As he watched her retreating figure, a battle waged within him. Part of him wanted to chase after her, to hold her in his arms and apologize for every hurtful word he had ever uttered. But another part of him, the p
Zach found himself on the balcony of his room, seeking solace in the conversation he desperately needed from someone, anyone. He heard a knock on the door of his room, his head turning in his head towards the sound. He wondered who it was at the door but he knew it couldn't be Chloe. She was long gone by now, he was sure. “Come on in,” he said and Mrs. Fletcher poked her head into his room. Mrs. Fletcher was a very caring and wise housekeeper, and he loved it when they had conversations. She greeted him with a warm smile as she walked into his room. “Chloe is gone.” Mrs. Fletcher said and he nodded, and then he started to talk about his confusion and emotions regarding Chloe. “I just don’t know what to do with all these. It’s just so confusing and frustrating for me. She’s right in front of me, yet she looks so out of grasp.” He said. Mrs. Fletcher listened attentively, and she realized that all she could do was provide guidance and reassurance. “You know this isn’t about y
Zach sat down in his car outside Chloe’s house, thinking about how to say what he wanted to say. It wasn’t going to be easy, not after the way he had treated her when she came over to his house. He was sure she had swallowed her pride to come to him but what had he done? He had just shoved her away with the words of his mouth and action of his words. He should have been more open about the way he felt a long time ago, and not now when all she wanted to do was kill him at sight, and trustfully, he deserved that. Sighing, he rubbed his face with his hand, trying not to do push his hair back because it will make it all messy. Mustering the courage to get out of the car after about half an hour he had been parked out front, he opened the car and walked to the door of the house. Once, then twice, he knocked on the door and took a step back to wait for the door to be open, hoping she was the one that would open the door. He felt that, if she was to reject him on the spot, then his humi
The next day at school, Zach didn't see Chloe, and it was as if it was her turn to avoid her. He tried to find her at every break, but couldn't and even Hailey wasn't seen as well, which means that they were avoiding him purposefully. Well, he deserved that, he knew that at least, but he also deserved to be given a chance to explain himself to her and apologize. He walked to his next class, the last one of the day with the thought of not seeing Chloe, only to bump into someone's back as the stopped abruptly at the door of the class. Frowning, he grabbed their shoulder to stop them from falling forward, seeing as the collision had been strong. The moment he grabbed her though, he knew who it was he had collided with. Chloe!Her touch told him so, her smell told him so, the way her skin felt under his touch told him so, the way an electrifying zap ran through him told him so. He looked at her now, grabbing her even harder and pulling her to him. In his arms, Chloe struggled to pus
Kissing her was the last thing she expected Zach to do when he had warned her to stop shouting, and it was why she had been so surprised she couldn’t resist him. As soon as his lips started to move against his, she grabbed his T-shirt and started to kiss him back. Oh goodness! She was kissing Zach Elliot-Day in a broom closet in school after being sent to detention. Well, maybe all the other details were not important, because she had just added them because she was surprised, but what she meant was conveyed. Zach's tongue pushed against the seams of her mouth, tracing her lips and licking them like he would a sweet thing. She moaned into his mouth as he sucked in her bottom lip into his mouth, sucking it for a moment before releasing it to focus on the upper one. Damn, this bit sure knew how to kiss so good, and she could do this for such a very long time just not to miss it, but it ended too soon though, because about a couple of minutes later, or maybe more than, she wasn't sur
“What are you doing, really?” Chloe asked as she crossed her arms over her chest, tilting her head once again to the side, as she asked him the question. “Well, I don't understand your question, Chloe!” he said, lifting his ridiculously wide shoulders in a shrug. “I just need to get water and make some coffee, that's all.” He said. Of course that was what he wanted to do, and Chloe was just overreacting, she said to herself. “Fine then! I'm going to the bathroom first, do you want to follow me there too?" she asked, her arms still folded across her chest, pushing up her breasts up a little. Zach's eyes went down there for a little while and then he look back up at her, a mischievous smile on his face. “Huh, that would depend on whether or not you're inviting me, little bird!” he said with a wink. “Of course not, I'm certainly not inviting you to follow me.” She said, rolling her eyes but also feeling embarrassed. Her cheeks started to turn red, burning under his gaze and she quick