"Don't..Zac.." I said softly. My mind wasn't with me, it was with Desiere and Taylor. What was going on? I know Desiere likes Taylor, alot, alot more than she tells me she does. Desiere and I see each other everyday in school, and she write me tons of millions of notes, all about Taylor. Never once has she said Shane and I..I love Shane..Shane this, Shane that. It's always I love Taylor even if he is yours., I still want him, he's such a good kisser[ehem, to clear it up, she had never kissed Taylor before, she only thinks she has!], he's so hot. It's pathetic.
"..yo Amanda.." Zac's voice broke my thoughts. He ran his hand past my face, breaking my dead stare. I shook my head softly.
"Huh? What?" I asked, blinking my mind clear. Zac looked down, then smiles softly.
"I am sorry..I was just jealous..and I-"
"Jealous?" I cut in. "Jealous of what? My disease," I laughed, "If you want it say the word..it's yours!" He shook his head.
"No..." his face turned red with embarrassment, "Taylor. The way you guys are..it just made me jealous." he admitted. My mouth dropped to a perfect 0, and my eyes were locked on his.
"Zac.. I never thought..you never said..I'm confused." I huffed, picking my arms up then dropping them hard against my bed. "Can you please explain it to me?" I asked. Zac's face turned red, and he looked away, out the room window that viewed into the hallway. I blinked hard, and saw Taylor..and Desiere..kissing. "Oh my god!" I cried, my voice cracking on each letter. Zac jumped out of his seat, and whipped out the door.
"Taylor..what the hell are you doing?" Zac said, pulling Desiere from Taylor. Desiere touched her flushed lips, and I felt like I could pound her face in.
"Taylor?" I called. Tay looked past Desiere, past Zac and straight into my eyes. He shook his head, and slumped in a seat against the wall.
"Taylor!" Desiere said, smacking Taylor on the arm. "How could you?" she exclaimed, a large smile painted on her lips.
"Liar." I said. Zac and Taylor's head whipped around to me. "Your a liar." I said...directing my view to Desiere.
"Excuse me?" Desiere said, pushing away her smile. Zac looked at her with a solemn stare.
"You kissed him..just like you always wanted too." he said. I rolled my eyes, and connected them with Taylor's.
"Taylor.." I choked. My face was flushed, and I noticed there was something wrong with this picture. He kissed her back..that's why he's got that look on his face. "Why?" I asked. Desiere grabbed Zac's arm and pulled him somewhere down the hall. Taylor slowly stood up and came into the room, shutting the door behind him. "Why did you?" I asked again. He shrugged.
"I missed it." he whispered under his breath, even though he tried to hide it, I heard him.
"Missed kissing? Me?" I asked, feeling half touched, half pissed off and betrayed. I was about to have a mental break-down from shock and jealously. I missed kissing Taylor too..sorry to admit it.
"Yeah. I've been waiting and fighting for you to wake up..I just wanted to kiss you so-" I cut him off, by grabbing his shoulders and pulling him toward me.
"Don't fight..do!" I stated, bringing my lips to his. He wrapped his arms around my waist, holding my upper half close to his. My hands ran to his neck, and we kissed madly for what seemed like hours. Finally, I needed to breath so I pulled away. "Mmm..long time no see." I joked.
"Damn right." Taylor smiled, kissing me quickly.
"Doesn't that feel good?" I asked, well..stated in my own pleasure.
-=-=-*-=- Zac gawked at Desiere. "For all we know, they're in there screaming and yelling..and for a stupid kiss. They might even break up a freakin' 15 year relationship for you! For you. You..its so stupid!" he yelled. Desiere fought back tears as she crossed her arms and looked away from Zac's face.
"You did!" she yelled. "You broke up a perfectly good relationship with Alyson for a kiss. French kiss..no...French kisses." she stated.
"Damn straight! And all I know from right now is I never want to see your face again..never mind kiss it," he paused, seeing tears roll down her cheeks. Just like Alyson's had. They glittered as the fell off the tip of her nose, and hit her T-shirt, "So as soon as I get home, I'm calling Alyson..I want to kiss her! Her! Alyson Tripp!..Not you!" he screamed, throwing his hand in the air, and then turning around and storming away.
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Ever Lonely
Prologue
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