The flashbacks to the sleepover made my panic level burst through the roof, I started to sob. Sob..?
Why am I crying? The words repeated over and over in my head, I started to rip out brunette locks of my hair. All of a sudden Zak taps on my back, "Are you alright?" He smiles. Sitting next to me.
"Does it look like I am alright!?" I answered, still choking on my tears. He handed me a tissue and I started to wipe my tears away, "What's wrong?" He rubbed my back.
"I'm just.. really worried." I confessed, "About what?" He asks. "About, us." I reply.
"Darryl, if u wanna vent please do." He says, I look up to him and smiled slightly. "Well, it's a pretty long story." I explained. "Go ahead." He replies softly.
"I used to hurt my self, once my mother took away my knife I bought new one and started to continue. I stopped a couple days or weeks ago but now I have another habit, throwing up my food. Sometimes I would starve myself all day or binge then throw it all up." I explained, trying my best to let out a sob. "That's why I'm so skinny.." I reply, I looked down at the suit I was wearing. It was loose and baggy.
"Oh Darry.." he says, Zak's pulls me into a hug.
We pulled away from each other but our arms still wrapped around each other, I looked to my right to notice the sky was all dark and starry.
The perfect time to kiss at.
We made eye contact for a minute before Zak cupped my (face) cheek, I nodded. Giving him permission to kiss me.
We both then lean in slowly, slowly until our lips touched.
My heart finally felt complete.
301 words, sorry if the kiss scene is crap 🧍♀️