so, it's like 10:36 PM. I'm tired as crap, after being spooked by a fake spider, finally back in bed. Nowwww, I do not own Invader ZIM, if I did, there'd be a new episode every week, and it'd be so poular your heads would explode. So, this part's from Zim's P.O.V. I had one bowl of ice cream, three cookies, and a bottle of pepsi. lets see how crazy this chapters a-gonna be! Lol, despite my skinny form, I eat a lot of junk! lol. Oh! sorry for any spelling mistakes, I don't have spell check on my tiny lap top.

Zim P.O.V

I took out the keys to my car and took off my skates. I walked out to my car on the opposite side of the parking lot, and got in. I blasted 'things that rhyme with orange' by I set my friends on fire. I wish I could do that right now. I pulled out the parking lot with a screetch and hurried back to Dib's house to pratice my drums. I dorve faster. Then, face-palmed thinking about Dib. He could get a ride form Gaz. Fuck, just thinking about her name made my stomach clench. Why was this? I felt my eyes begin to sting, and the bump on my head to throb. I stopped around the courner. I walked through the garage door, and sat on the couch. Just then, I heard a car pull into the drive way. I heard the sound of someone walking in. I saw her figure. Gaz.
"Hello Gaz" I said. She jumped. I flipped on the light. Without meaning to, a tear streaked down my face, causing it to burn. I wiped it away. Gaz had puffy eyes and her mascarra was a little smudged under her eye.
"Look, I'm really sorry." I said. Being serious.
She crossed her arms over her chest. "For what?" she asked.
"Skating into you. I tried to keep you from falling, but we kind of got tangeled" I said. She blushed.
"And I'm sorry for leaving. Did you hit your head or...something?" I asked.
"Why do you care?" she asked, looking at everything around the garage, but me.
"Uh...I don't really...know" I said shrugging. I fixed my yankees hat. It was to where my black straught bangs wgere just against my eyelashes. She finally locked eyes with me. My stomache flipped, and she inhaled deeply.
"What is this?" I said, looking at my hands, stepping back.
"What is, what?" she asked, annoyed, hands now on her hips.
"This feeling. Whenever you're around, my stomache twists up. When I knocked you down, I felt like punching myself. Now, whenever I see you, I can't think anything but positive, what does it mean?" I asked, eyes, serious, locked on her suprised expression.
"Zim...it means you're attracted to me" she said. Then, it clicked. I liked her. Now that I figured it out, I wanted her. I wanted her badly. She was just five feet away.
"How do you feel?" I asked her.
"About what?"
"About me" I said looking down, hands in my pockets.
"I...when I see you. I want to be near you. I want to show off in fornt of you. I want to beat you." I snapped my head up. She laughed "Not literally Zim," she said. I let go of air I didn't know I was holding in.
"Even though we've hated each other all our lives, I don't understand why I'm feeling this way now"
"How do you feel, now?" I asked. I lifted up her chin, and kissed her. I kissed her. At first, her eyes widened, and she was mad, but she melted into me. So we just stood there, kissing. Until she broke away. "Zim, I-I can't do this"
"How?" I asked, eager to kiss her again.
"I just can't."
She grabbed her keys off of the table, and walked out. As she closed the door, I saw the gleam of tears, the ones, soon, burning my own cheeks.