Okay, this is my very first fanfic. Based on Zanessa, (Zac Efron and Vanessa Hudgens).
Read and review please? :D
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"Vanessa, I love you."
"I love you too."
We were stood there, side by side in the rain. She was smiling up at me, so perfectly. I brushed my fingertips gently down her cheek, leaning forward until our heads touched. She laughed quietly as I kissed her cheek, taking my hands in hers. I pulled her closer, holding her into me, wishing that this moment would never end. We didn't have to say anything, the silence spoke for us.
It was a perfect moment.
"Zac?"
"Yes babe?"
"…Zac?"
"…yes?"
I was confused. But I didn't want to let go, even as she pulled away from me.
"Let me go Zac."
"…I cant Vanessa. Please." I pleaded. I could feel the hot tears streaming down my face, as I tightened my grip around her. But somehow, she was falling away. The sky was darker, everything was fading into nothing. And she was fading away again, disappearing right infront of me.
"Vanessa!"
I couldn't hold onto her. I couldn't get her back in time before the darkness swallowed me.
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I shot up, suddenly wide awake. The tears were already streaming down my face, soaking my pillow. Every inch of my body was shaking uncontrollably, sweat covered my forehead and my muscles ached.
But that wasn't what really hurt.
"…Vanessa."
I murmured her name softly into the darkness. My Vanessa.
As always, the details of the accident came flooding back to me in a painful wave of emotion. It was like it was all happening again, I was lying in that hospital bed when they told me. They told me she was gone, she was never coming back. The car had skidded, the lights had blinded me and her life had ended there and then.
I screamed and hurtled to the bathroom just in time. But the pain was still throbbing in my veins, still killing me slowly.
It had been 3 months. 3 whole months. Why couldn't I get over her? Maybe because I loved her. Maybe because she haunted my every dream, my every waking though. Every moment that I breathed was for her. But she wasn't here anymore. No matter how many times I screamed her name, she would never come.
I didn't bother with a jacket. I raced out into the rain, feeling the cool water wash over me, hiding the tears that still fell from my eyes. It soaked me, dripping from my fingertips as I stood, motionless, biting my lip to stop myself from screaming it out all over again. How much more could I take? Not much. Every nerve tingled with complete grief. But beyond the grief was pain, sorrow…loneliness. No one understood me. But I knew she would have.
I needed her, more than ever before. I needed her to hold me, to tell me it was all going to be okay, to tell me what to do, how to act…how to be without her.
But she was gone.
And she was never coming back.
And she had taken my heart with her, to wherever she was now.