Zach-

Je l'aimais autant que je me suis aimé (I loved her as much as I loved myself). The day I met her was probably the worst day of my life. And so was the day I lost her.

-flashback-

Zach walked out of the small coffee shop, with a medium latte. He was going to be out and about all day, recording UHC, than he had to go do something with his friend, Jordan. And UHC took some time to record.

While he walked back to his apartment complex, he took a look at his surroundings. "Washington sure is a big place..." He mutters, taking a sip of his coffee.

"Ouch. Ah, that's really hot..." Someone said, as Zach pushed himself up off the ground. He than helped the person he walked into. "I-I'm sorry." He stuttered. "It's alright. I'm sorry I made you spill your coffee." She said, taking out a wallet.

"I'll pay you back. How much was that?" Zach shook his head. "You don't have to. But you do have coffee all over your shirt. I can wash it for you?" He offers, wanting to know more about this mystery girl.

"Really? Um, sure!" She said, thinking this boy was quite cute. 'It wouldn't hurt to know more about him would it?' She thought, as she followed Zach into his apartment complex.

"You have a nice apartment. My apartment is on the floor below yours." She says, with a small smile. 'Maybe I'll see him more often...' she thinks.

"Oh, really?" Zach asks, a smile forming on his face, too. "Maybe we'll see each other a lot..." He states, and waits for the girl to either tell him her name or hand over her shirt.

"Um... your shirt?" Zach asks, awkwardly. "Oh! Yeah! Um. Here you go." She says, as she takes it off, a blush comes across Zach's face. All the girl is left in now is a tank top, her pants, and under garments.

"T-Thanks." Zach stuttered, and took the shirt from her hands. "You can sit if you want." He says, and enters his kitchen, where he also keeps his washing machine and dryer.

"Do you have a shirt I could borrow for the time being?" She asks, a blush now on her face as well. She's never worn a boy's clothing before. Unless it they were her brother's.

"Oh. Yea, uh, I'll get it. You can wait here." Zach said, entering her room. As soon as he left, the girl's phone dinged. She checked the text message.

"Here you go." He said, when he came back with his own merchandise. A black shirt, with his Minecraft player design, and his YouTube logo. Graser10cp.

"Thanks..." the girl trailed off, waiting for the boy to tell her his name. "Zach." He said. "I'm Celia." She said, shaking his hand. "Your hand is really soft." She blurted out, then looked down, as Zach's blush intensified as well as Celia's.

"Well, Zach, I have to go." Celia, said, putting her phone in her back pocket. "Oh. Um, can I have-" "My phone number? Sure." Celia smirked and wrote it down on the pad on his coffee table. "I-I was going to ask for your apartment number so I could return your shirt, but I'll take that too." Zach said with a smile.

"Sure." She also wrote that down in the pad. "Well, my boyfriend is waiting for me." And after she said boyfriend, Zach's heart shattered.

'She has a boyfriend?' He thinks. "Well, see you some other time, Celia." He says. "Yea. Bye Zach." "Bye Celia."

-edited-