Parking in Zak's driveway for 10 minutes, Most of the time I think about the last time; I came here, when Zak saved me from my ruthless dad. How he had given me a childhood I never had when he swept me to and how he changed and how I saw him. He wasn't a player. He was Zak, a little rich kid with a big heart. I finally entered the house, little did I know I would be trying to pat my hair down in the mirror, trying to look as innocent as possible. I couldn't shake the feeling or memory of as me and Zak's bodies intertwined and made one of the best dances known to man or woman or both or neither, Zak whispered "I love you."
I explained calmly and quite sad, that I did have feelings for him, but I had a title, a game and a revenge plan to uphold. After spending so long looking at the floor, I looked at him in he's crystal eyes. I told him not to wait, but Zak held me close, kissing my forehead delicately. "I will wait for you for as long as you wish." She let out of shaky breath. "As a friend or as more. I will always be here."
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