Sophia

Chapter nine

Sophia

We pulled into the parking lot. I don't want to be here. I can tell Zach doesn't either. I don't know why we are still here. We could just leave. But we won't.

And honestly, Zach looks too hot for us to leave. If we left, I wouldn't be able to gawk at him all night.

He got out of the car and I was about to open my door when he beat me to it. "Thank you kind sir." I said in a fake accent. In all actuality that was very sweet.

We started walking to the check in and I was really regretting this.

Everyone here looked beautiful. The girls all had perfect dresses with their perfect bodies. Then there's me. I don't have a perfect body. I don't have a flat stomach and I'm not petite. I weigh more than 115lbs. Standing here, looking at everyone, I'm curious why he would ask me to come here with him. Every other girl here would have begged him to take them. I really shouldn't have eaten that food. My dress is too tight and now I look gross. I-

I was cut out of my thoughts by feeling hands on my shoulders turning me to look at someone. "Stop" he said.

"Stop what?" I asked looking at his stupidly perfect face.

"Stop thinking what your thinking." He said wiping a tear off my face I hadn't even known had fallen. "Your perfect."

"Why are you being so nice to me?" I asked looking at him.

"I don't know what your talking about." He said, putting his arm around my shoulder.

Why must he make this harder that it already is?

Once we checked in, I pulled him into a side room. "What's up with you? Your making this worse than it already is." I said.

"Making what worse?" He asked.

He started walking towards me backing me into a wall.

Deja vu

"What am I making worse, sophia?" He asked, walking closer.

I kept walking back until I hit the wall. "This. Why are you being nice to me? It's making my life a lot harder. So if you could stop that'd be great." I said.

"Stop doing what Soph?" He asked leaning towards me.

"That. That right there." I said looking in his eyes.

"Stop being hot? Sorry darling I can never stop doing that." He said.

"Zach-" i started.

"Sophia stop." He said cutting me off.

"Me stop what? Your the one doing that." I said.

"Stop pretending. It's getting tiring." He said looking at me.

"Pretending what?"

"Pretending like we don't feel the same thing." He said, looking at my eyes.

"What feelings? The hatred?" I asked.