The day with Zack wasn't as bad as I thought it would be. There might be some moments where he was getting into my bubble and I had to push him off, but overall it was a good morning.

Zack and I went to the Hard Rock Café for lunch. A group of preppy girls were seated at a table across from us. They weren't shy to show that they liked Zack. They were constantly giggling and flipping their hair and such. It was so freaking annoying. I just wanted to punch them in the face so they could shut up. Zack must have noticed me glaring at them.

"Hey," he placed his hand on my shoulder. "Are you alright?"

I forced a smile. "Yeah, yeah I'm fine," I grabbed the menu. "Do you know what you want to get?"

Zack looked intently at me. I looked up at him.

"Are you going to say something else to me in a foreign language?" I joked.

He shook his head. "I'm just noticing that you're pissed off at the girls across from us," he whispered.

I raised an eyebrow. "I'm not pissed off," I lied. "I'm…well…do you think we should get the Jumbo Combo as a starter?" I suggested, trying to change the subject.

Zack's lips formed into a smile. "Are you jealous?"

"What?" My eyes widened as I placed down the menu. "I am not jealous. Why would I be jealous?"

He shrugged. "It seems like you want to attack the girls."

"They were being so annoying. Ever since we got here, all they've been doing were giggling and doing stupid stuff just to get attention…"

"From me," Zack finished.

"Yeah," I nodded. "I mean, it's just rude and annoying to laugh so much."

"Sure," Zack laughed as I blushed. Ugh, why was I acting like this? I should be happy that other girls were on him. It took away the attention from me.

"Just forget about it," I continued to look on the menu. I knew Zack was still looking at me. When I glanced up at him, he had this gigantic grin on his face.

"You like me, don't you?"

I rolled my eyes. "Yeah, if you say so," I continued looking at the menu. Zack took the menu from my hands. "Hey, what was that for?"

"Give me a straight answer. Do you like me or not?"

I stared straight in the eyes. "I do like you…as an awesome acquaintance."

"Ugh," he slapped himself in the forehead. "Just admit already it! You like me more than an acquaintance."

I crossed my arms. "Are we seriously going through this right now?"

"Yeah," Zack said matter-of-factly.

I sighed. "Fine, I like you…as a friend.

"Oh come on," he pursed his lips.

"Well…you asked," I grabbed the menu and skimmed through it. Eventually, Zack picked up a menu as well.

"I'm not going to let this go," he muttered.

I knew he wouldn't.

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The cool breeze blew as we walked out of the café. Couples were filling the streets of Downtown and it was weird. People of all ages were holding someone's hand, wrapped around by someone else or just making out in the dark allies. It was not Valentine's Day, so why did every couple in the Northwest decided to gather around here? Even toddlers were holding hands. It was awkward since Zack and I were the only ones who didn't have a plus one and we had this giant gap between us. We didn't talk to each other ever since the whole encounter. I knew he liked me, but the mystery was if I liked him back. If a girl was to slap a boy every time he tries to kiss her, that was not love; that was being abusive and that was how our relationship was. Abusive. I would yell threats at Zack or hit him, but he always came back to me. I never understood why. Did he like being abused by a girl? I didn't know, but what did I have that made him like me?

"Hey Zack, what do you look for in a girl?"

Zack smiled. "You have everything I look for in a girl," he pulled me in closer to him and tried to kiss me.

I pushed him off. "Do you seriously have to do that every time we're walking together?"

"You want me. That's why you're pushing away from me."

"Why would I want you?" Zack took off his hoodie and threw it to me. "What are doing?" he ignored me as he proceeded to take off his sweater. "Are you seriously doing this right now? You'll freeze!" a crowd of girls began gathering around us. "Zack, stop!" Zack didn't stop. Instead he took off his shirt, showing off his amazing body. The girls cheered as I stared at him in disbelief. When he started taking off his belt, I had to stop it completely. "What the hell man?" I pulled him into a wig store and closed the door. The workers checked Zack out as I made him wear his clothes again. "What the hell were you thinking back there?"

He shrugged and he put on his sweater and hoodie.

I saw the van pulled up in front of the store and we both ran out. Rian smiled as we got in.

"Were you auditioning for the Chippendales back there?" he laughed as the van pulled away from the street.

"I was auditioning for someone's heart," Zack grinned.

"Did you pass or fail?" Alex asked.

Zack glanced at me. "I don't know yet."

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