Though I know I look like a mess, without any hesitation I untangle myself from the covers and check if I was just hallucinating. When my eyes locked with his hazel orbs, I couldn't be more relieved. My insides tie in knots, the twisted pain in my chest being replaced with relief.
There he was, standing by the end of my bed.
"Zack," I cried as I throw my arms around him, "I thought you left," my trembling hands gripped at his shirt. I don't want to let go, and if I did I'm scared that he would disappear.
He chuckled, utterly surprised by my reaction. My emotions were everywhere, but I don't care. Any minute by now it feels like my heart would burst with all the emotions I'm trying to hold back. My fears, doubts, angers, hatred- all of them will eat me until I wouldn't be able to functi
