Not Just Another Story. :')

Misunderstandings

A/N-It's been a long time since I've updated, almost a month or two, so here is another part. Song on side, set fire to the rain, listening to which I got inspiration to write this. Also, it's a bit of a rant in the first part because I want to show the mood of Liz. I hope I haven't ranted too much because it's unedited. :')

Thank you, and happy reading :)

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Liz's POV

Enough was enough. I've had all of the crap. It's all repeated, his words apologetic and understanding, trying to win me over. He knew I had a soft spot for him, I couldn't deny him anything, if he'd asked it sweetly. The thing with Chelsie was the last straw. I was SO over the crap. All the time we'd been dating, he'd always used me. Always. He had a girlfriend, and he kept taking pictures with another girl?! Didn't he understand what went through my heart when he kept posing with other girls? He always kept covering it, calling her his best friend. Best friends always take pictures and keep commenting 'things' on Facebook, I never knew. All the excuses, work, hanging out with friends, this that. I mean, c'mon, a girl isin't blind. Or dumb. I had felt that he was losing interest, from a really long time. When we had started going out, we would meet up twice a week. Now we hardly met up. I tried asking him also, but he'd just get pissed and give me 'wtf I was talking about.' and 'dont waste my time' look. I mean, he could have just TOLD me, instead of dragging it forward like this. I couldn't catch the tears which started rolling on their own accord. Hurt, and sadness were the only emotions invading my senses.

I mean, he's not happy, he's not getting enough time to spend with his 'new' girlfriend, and neither am I. I'd rather move on .. than hang on like this. 'Move on'.. those words stung to my heart. From being friends to boyfriend and girlfriend, I'd never imagined this kind of situation. I suddenly felt really tired. Sick.I wanted to end this farce. This show of affection, hollow relationship was slowly eating me from inside out.

Sniffing, I took a tissue and went in front of the mirror, to see the mess, the mess I truly was. Eyes blotched red and puffy, dark rims under my eyes, dark patches from not being able to sleep from two nights straight. I shook my head in front of the mirror. No more, darling, no more. No more of this sullen, depressed attitude. 'He's just a guy, guys come and go in life.' I recalled my mothers words. He's not worth the crying and sorrow. It was time to take action.

My phone beeped. I checked it for a message from Zach.

'Hey beautiful..wanna meet up 2moro? 5pm, will pick u up. I know I'm not the most perfect bf but I actually have reasons for being busy. Will tl u evrythn. :* Have planned a surprise, don't fail me. ;)'

I almost snorted at the last line. Surprise my ass. I was going to give him one.

I planned to take the load off my heart, and break up. He'd be free and so would I. I would throw his snivelling apologies on his face. No matter what happened. We were SO over.

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Zach's POV

I don't know what was wrong with Liza. After our almost over a year's relationship, I thought she would understand, understand it when I needed my space.. I actually had work. My father's company was falling so badly in the share market. After his death, I had no time, for my own recreation what would I do for her. I tried explaining, but she'd always suspect me of cheating on her. I was almost sickened by the thought. The last thing I would do was that. Well, tomorrow's date I'd make up everything. I'd show her that everything was wrong, that I did love her. I'd make it the bestest date of the world, one which she'd never forget in her life.

Just wait for me, Liza.:)