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I opened the door and found Zack lying on my bed watching MTV, "This video sucks." Zack said as I walked in, guess I didn't have to worry.

"Dewey has always said MTV killed rock and roll." Isaid, relived that they didn't have to talk about…it.

"Boys," my mom said knocking on the door, "Time for light's out." She said.

"Mom, we're 15, it's only eleven." I said.

"No, it's one in the morning, nice try, pal," My mom said frowning, "Now, light's out." She turned and left, shutting the door behind her.

I was sitting on the edge of the bed and Zack was lying on it.

"Do you want to sleep in my bed?" I asked him. Oh my God, that sounded really wrong!

"W-What?" Zack asked looking startled.

"I mean…er…I-I'll take the floor, sleeping bag, you can…sleep on the bed." I stammered.

"Oh, right, um…ok, yeah, thanks." He said and pulled the covers up to his chin, and I lay down on the sleeping bag.

"Goodnight Zack Attack." I said.

"Goodnight Spazz."

I smiled into my pillow, thinking of that first day, Dewy came to class, to teach….I chuckled, good times, good times…

The next morning, Zack packed his things, and said, "Well, off to hell, see you Monday at school."

I sighed, "Yeah, thanks for coming over." He walked home and I went to my room.

Ding! I heard the ring of my computer that meant I had an instant message. I sat at my computer and clicked on it.

BandManagergirl232: Hey Freddy, I wanted to talk to you! Is Zack still there?

I frowned confused, what did Summer want to talk to me about?

I wrote back; Kickassdrummer: No, he went home, what's up?

Bandmanagergirl232: Well, I wanted to ask you…

Kickassdrummer: Wat?

Bandmangergirl232: It's about Zack. Ok, here it is….does one of his parents beat him?

I froze and stared at the screen, why was she asking this? What was going on?

Bandmanagergirl232: Freddy?

Kickassdrummer: That's crazy, y do you ask that?

Bandmanagergirl232: Well, when we were playing ten fingers, he got uncomfortable when it came up, and he's always cut up and bruised…I don't know…

Kickassdrummer: Well, no Summer he doesn't

Bandmanagergirl232: Ok, thanks Freddy I was just worried, but you're his best friend so, I guess you'd know, right?  See you at school on Monday!

I let out a breath I didn't even know I was holding. Ding! Ugh, now what!

BassgirlSOR: Hey, Spazzy, just wanted to say sorry about the whole arrested thing  but you have to admit it was really funny!

Kickassdrummer: Oh yeah, hilarious…if they thought it was true I would have gone 2 jail! Luckily you told them it was a joke

BassgirlSOR: sorry,  forgive me?

Kickassdrummer: Whatever…grins evilly if u let me take a drum solo instead of ur bass solo in our new song

I laughed in triumph; I loved to piss Katie off.

BassgirlSOR: Dream on, ass! BassgirlSOR has signed off at 1:13 pm

(Monday)

I walked into school and put my skateboard in my locker and Zack appeared at my side.

"Hey." I said.

"Hey." He replied looking uncomfortable.

"What is it?" I asked

"C-can I stay at your house?"

"What, tonight? Sure." I agreed right away.

"N-no, I mean for…er…a while" he said.

"What are you talking about, Zack?"

"Well, my dad told me to…stop hanging out with you so, I told him to step off…he freaked, so I ran…Freddy, I can't go back…I'm afraid…" I saw tears form in his eyes. My heart was racing; I grabbed his arm and dragged him into the bathroom.

"Zack," I said, pulling him into a hug, "Zack, you don't have to go back, it's ok."

"Why does he do it, Freddy? Am I just so bad, to make him hate me? It's all my fault. He's right, I'm a failure." He said muffled in my chest. Tears soaked through my shirt.

"No! No, it's not your fault, don't ever say that, and you aren't a failure!" I said forcefully. I grabbed his arm again and dragged him to the window, "Come on."

"Where are we going?" he asked following me.

"We're skipping, none of the teachers saw us, my house is empty, come on." I opened the window and jumped through, Zack followed and we ran into the woods next to the school so no one could see us. When we where safely out of view, we slowed down and walked on the street.

I looked at Zack, "You ok?" He nodded and gave me a weak smile.

"Thanks." He said softly.

"For what?" I asked confused.

"For being there for me." He replied.

"I'm your best friend what else am I here for?" I said with a smile and tousled his soft brown hair.

We walked into my house and went upstairs. I put on a CD and grabbed a small cloth from the bathroom and wet it with cold water.

"Here, for your face and neck, you got pretty worked up back there…" I said and he took the cloth, he rubbed it on his face and the back of his neck. He smiled gratefully.

"Let me see." I said and Zack looked confused.

"Let me see what he did to you." I said.

Zack slowly lifted up his shirt, reveling bruises you could clearly tell fingers had dug into.

I closed my eyes and shook my head, "Horrible…" When, I opened them again I noticed another mark on his arm, his wrist to be exact, long red lines down his am.

"Zack…did you…?" I asked horrified.

He quickly pulled down the arm of his shirt, "No, it's nothing, I'm fine," and looked away.

I gripped his shoulders and shook him, "Are you crazy!" I yelled, "Don't EVER do that again, understand me!"

He looked frightened, "Stop! You're acting like my dad, it's scaring me!"

"No, Zack, you scare me, don't ever hurt yourself on purpose again" I started to get tears in my eyes.

"Freddy…" he said and I let go of him and I sunk to the floor, "Freddy?"

I was shaking, "Why did you do that?" He was hurting himself, he was actually cutting himself open….why?

"I'm sorry." Zack croaked.

"No, promise you won't do it again." He was silent, "Zack!" I yelled.

He nodded slowly, "I…I promise."

I sighed, stood up and pulled him into a hug, "God, don't ever scare me like that again."

"Y-You worry about me?" he asked me.

"Of course I do! I don't want to see you hurt, it kills me…" I said, amazed that Zack thought I didn't care about him. He smiled at me.

I lied and told my parents that Zack's dad was on vacation for two weeks and they agreed to let Zack stay…sure, that was two weeks, what happens after that?

Anyway, we were watching a movie when Katie called, "Hey do you want to come to my party tonight? 10:00?" She asked and we said yes, then fought over the shower until Zack finally won and jumped in. Great, now he'll use up all the hot water. When, I finally got in, it was room temperature. I grumbled and jumped out and pulled on black pants, spiked my hair and walked into my bedroom. Zack had on a brown flannel shirt with a black "Led Zeppelin" shirt over it and blue jeans, his fingernails were painted black and his hair was scruffy and hanging in his eyes.

I grinned, "The girls are going to be all over you tonight, Zack attack." He rolled his eyes.

"Let's go." I said.

When we arrived, the music was loud and everyone was dancing and drinking.

"Hey guys!" Summer said and started to talk to Zack. She was so obvious, everyone knew she liked Zack, except…Zack. I rolled my eyes and went to talk to some people. The night went quickly by. It was all a blur.

I was on the couch, laughing at something Marta said. My shirt was unbuttoned to the middle and my hair was messy.

"Freddy? How many drinks have you had?" Zack demanded as he walked over to me.

"Er…one…two…six." I said with another drunken laugh.

"Six! Freddy, come on, we're going home." He said.

"No, I want to stay." I slurred.

He grabbed my arms and I pulled him into a hug, "Zack…"

"Freddy, stop, you're drunk."

"I'll help." Katie said and grabbed one of my arms, and pried me off of Zack.

"Katie! Hi!" I said, sounding like a two year old. She sighed, rolled her eyes, and they dragged me out the door, as I sang "Hit me Baby one more Time" at the top of my lungs.

They walked me home, and dragged me thru the door, we heard the TV on. "Hi!" I yelled and Zack put his hand over my mouth and I giggled. "Sh…" Katie hissed and they brought me upstairs, and put me on my bed.

"I got him from here, Katie," Zack said, "Thanks."

I wrapped my arms around Zack, he felt so warm, I sighed, "I love you." I said and planted a sloppy kiss on his cheek. Zack raised an eyebrow. Katie chuckled, "He's so drunk! How many drinks did he have?"

"Six." Zack grumbled.

Katie sighed, "You sure you don't need more help?"

I was now playing with Zack's hair and was pleased when I felt shutters go down his spine.

"Er…n-no Katie thanks." She left and Zack turned to me, "Sober up, man, come on."

I turned to him and looked at his red lips and placed mine on his. His eyes widened, then closed as he deepened the kiss and parted his lips to let my tongue slip in. He let out a soft moan.

The door opened, "Hey, I forgot my—" she looked shocked, and added quietly, "jacket…"

Zack jumped up, blushing scarlet.

"Whoa, um…yeah…" she grabbed her jacket and walked out the door.

"Katie!" Zack said and stopped her, "Please don't tell anyone!" he begged, she nodded, and that's when I puked on the floor and blacked out.

((Hm…Well, Freddy lives up to his bad boy name sighs but, could this mean, Zack and Freddy will get together? Was Freddy just so drunk he wasn't thinking straight (pun intended lol just kidding) or does he really feel that way towards Zack? Zack kissed back! He wasn't drunk…so, what does that mean! Find out next time, on, "When did this happen?" dun dun dun, corny dramatic music plays lol P.S Keep the reviews coming! ))