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Chapter 17-A Night With Zak Part 2

I slowly walked up the stairs, rubbing my behind and my shoulder still. Did I seriously have to fall down the stairs? All fifteen steps? I looked at Zak and he smirked. "Have a nice little trip?" he smiled at me.

"I didn't trip you dork!" I screamed back at him, "I fell!"

"Same difference." He shrugged.

"No it's not. If I tripped then I would have hit something."

"You did…" he stated.

"The wall, Zak; you can't trip over a wall!"

"You can if it's on the ground!" Zak stuck his tongue out.

"It's a wall." I rolled my eyes at his stupid reasoning, "You can't have a wall on the ground. If it was a wall on the ground, then it would be the floor!"

"Oh you and your logic." He scoffed, winking at me.

Zak Greene, you love to hate him and you hate to love him. It's one of them for everybody, and I honestly hate to love him. He was a such a doofus. No. He was a dork who had love to make life harder than it already was for me. He loved life and I couldn't ever understand how. There wasn't a negative bone in his body.

"I hate you."

"Oh no you don't." he said, "But I'll meet you inside for your studying."

I rolled my eyes at his stupidity. I didn't know what to do with him. He loved to meddle and not only that, but he loved to put me in the most awkward positions. "Fine…" I muttered and then I realized that Troy was still staring at me.

"Um," I thought for a moment, "Did you want any more food?" I said, grabbing the platter, praying that I wouldn't fall again.

Troy continued to stare at me, his eyes penetrating my weak stare. "No thanks." He said, "Are you okay?"

"Yeah…" I said, avoiding his stare, "Just a small fall."

"How did you fall?"

Crap, I didn't think he was actually going to ask. What was I going to say? Zak was trying to feed me a carrot and I didn't want to eat so I fell? Riiiiiight. Then he'd be even angrier with me and I'd start getting this lecture about how going anorexic was a bad thing. It wasn't like I was going anorexic, I just wasn't hungry at all because I had been upset. I know I'm not fat…

"I was fighting with Zak and won…" I mumbled.

"What were you guys fighting about?"

"Oh, you know…" I said, looking at the ground, "The usual."

"You guys never fight. What were you guys fighting about?" he said, as I decided it was a great idea to look upat him. He was clenching his jaw and his knuckles were turning white.

"We were just teasing each other." I said, as I noticed that my door wasn't completely shut which meant Zak was listening. So if you do the math, that means that if I lie, Zak will nag me about it.

"About?"

"Food." I said, almost smiling to myself. Technically, I wasn't lying at all, I just wasn't telling him the complete truth and I think I could live with that. Troy didn't need to know and I didn't want him to feel bad about it. It wasn't really his fault. It was my own fault, but I just couldn't eat. I wasn't hungry…

"What about food?"

Of course he had to ask me…

"Just random stuff." I shrugged, "It was a stupid fight."

I heard a scoff coming from my bedroom door and I rolled my eyes. "Ignore that…" I mumbled, as I saw Zak opening up the door.

"You're such a liar." He scoffed as he came to me and rested his arm on my shoulder.

"Shut up Zak and go set up things!" I hissed, getting aggravated.

"You're still a liar." He rolled his eyes, "And I already did that."

"What?" Troy said, narrowing his eyes at me.

"Nothing." I whispered, pushing Zak into my room.

Why did he have to say that? "What-"

Before I could even finish my sentence, I was grabbed by the wrist and pulled out of my room. I looked at Zak and he was smirking and waving at me as he shut the door. Oh no! He was not going to lock me out of my own room! "What the-?"

I turned to see a very, well…okay I didn't know what kind of Troy, but he definitely wasn't happy. I wasn't sure if he was angry, upset, curious, concerned, or just going crazy. What was up with him? And why on earth did he decide that now was a great time for him to start talking to me again? "What do you want Troy?" I said quietly, still concentrating on the 'oh so wonderful floor.'

"What was Zak talking about?" Troy said in a stern voice.

"I don't know what you're talking about…" I said, trying to act like I had no clue about anything.

"Gabi…" he began, "What were you guys really fighting about?"

"Food." I said, "I'm not lying."

"Yeah, but what about food?" he said, getting a little impatient.

"He was mad at me." I stated simply, "It's no biggie."

"Why was he mad at you?"

"He overreacted." I shrugged. This was really becoming a habit of mine. Sighing, rolling my eyes, and shrugging…

"About?"

"Iwasn'teating…" I said quickly, looking down at the ground. Oh, yeah and that…

"What?"

"It doesn't matter…"

"Gabi," Troy said, finally getting me to look at him, "If Zak was worried then I'm definitely worried. Zak doesn't just worry about something random and unimportant."

"I wasn't eating…" I gave up. If I didn't tell him, Zak was going to say something about it and if Troy didn't hear it from he was going to be even more upset than he was now…

"What?" Troy's eyes grew black, "Gabi…why not?"

"I wasn't hungry." At least I wasn't lying that time…

"Gabi, that's not healthy! You need to be eating, even if you aren't hungry!"

"What so you'd rather me be throwing it all back up and go bulimic?"I said, getting annoyed.

"Gabi you know that's not true, but I'd rather you be eating than starving yourself." He said, "Please-"

"I'm not starving myself!" I screamed back.

"Please tell me this isn't because of me…"

"No, it's not."

"Gabi."

"Troy." I mocked.

"Gabi, I'd kill myself if I knew I was the cause of-"

"It's fine, Troy, I'm fine." I shrugged, "Maybe, we should just…" I paused, thinking about what I was going to say.

"We should just what?"

"Take a break."

"Wait, Gabi, what?"

"I said we should probably take a break." I said, "You know, just take a break from each other."

"Why?"

"I just think that school is starting to get to us and we should just stop and maybe make sure that there aren't anybody who catches our eyes…" I thought about that for a moment. Did that make sense?

"Is this about Luke, Gabi? Because if so, I'm willing to work that out!" Troy said quickly, his eyes beginning to become a very light gray.

"No Troy it's not about Luke, I just think we need to work things out separately. We've barely just started school and we're already fighting and I think it's best if we take some space. I mean, you know what they say?"

"No. I don't know what they say." Troy said in a tense voice.

"If you love someone, let them free, if they come back they were always yours, if they don't then they never were."

"I don't want-"

"I'm sorry Troy." I sighed, I know this sounded bad and a little immature, but I'm sure it's the right thing at the moment. They also say that you don't realize what you have until it's gone…and you don't know what you're missing until you've found it.

"Gabi, can't we talk about this?"

I didn't realize we were talking.

"Troy, I don't think we should talk to be honest." I sighed, again with the immaturity.

"Why not?" Troy raised an eyebrow, "Don't you want to fix this?"

"We can talk." I said, "Later, though."

I sighed, completely defeated as I walked into my room. I was done with boys for right now. Even if Troy was as amazing as he was. I didn't know what to do anymore and I didn't want to fight with him anymore. I just wanted to take a break from everything. If Troy wanted to work this out, he would have wanted to talk to me a long time ago.

I closed the door and leaned against the door and felt eyes on me. I opened my eyes slightly and noticed that Zak was gawking at me like I had just shot an old woman. "What?" I said, annoyed.

"What was that for?" he hissed, "Did you seriously just tell Troy that wanted to go on a break?"

"It's none of your business!" I screamed.

"It's all of my business!" he growled, "Why on earth would you do that? Troy is going to be all moody now and then you're going to get mood too and then since both of you are so stubborn then nobody's going to want to go and fix it!" Zak began pacing, "Sam and Kayla would totally agree with me!"

"Don't bring them into this! They have nothing to do with Troy and I!"

"It doesn't matter! If they agree then I know I'm right!"

"Whatever Zak, I don't want to talk about it!"

"All in due time Gabs, all in due time…"

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