Every morning I would wake up and think to myself there are only so many days left until this week would be over. Zach had become the only thing I would think about. I never wanted this week to end. It frightened me to know that there was only 3 days left until the week ended.
Then what would the reason for me dating Zach be?
On Friday, I got ready to go to Zachs apartment. Grace was over and I was going through all my clothes. “I don't know what to wear,” I huffed.
“Where are you two going?” she asked.
“Just his apartment.”
“Well its warm tonight, what about these?” She asked as she pulled a pair of denim high waisted shorts out. I looked at her, shaking my head but she threw the pair on my bed and picked up a black, baggy singlet. “Put the shorts and the top on.” I did what she said and smiled, actually liking how it looked together. “I think your hair would look good in just a simple bun,” Grace said, thoughtfully.
“Like this?” I asked, pulling my hair up.
“Yes!” she exclaimed and then gave me a pair of silver hoops. I also put on a silver necklace that had three triangles hanging from the bottom. My make-up was done simply, a little bit of eyeshadow and some mascara. I picked up my pair of black converses and sat on my bed to put them on. “What are you doing? No, put these shoes on!” She gave me a pair of shoes with studs on the heels. I remembered buying these. Grace and I had gone shopping and at the time I really liked them but I had never worn them before.
“Aren't they a bit much?” I asked once I had put them on.
“No, they make the outfit now go out and get your man,” Grace winked. I didn't understand why she acting so care free about Zach and I.
“Grace, you don't have to be alright with this.”
Grace smiled, cheekily, like she knew something I didn't. “I am now, it's all good. Come to the car so you're not late. You really have to get a car, how 'bout on Sunday we got shopping for one and sell yours?”
“I'd like that,” I told her. Grace drove to Sachs apartment and I got out. I walked to his apartment, knocking on the door and a few moments after, Zach opened the door.
“Hey,” he greeted and pecked my lips.
“Hi.”
“You look beautiful.”
“Thank you,” I blushed. We walked in and I was greeted by the aroma of something that I couldn't put a name on. “You cooked?” I asked.
“The only thing I can,” he told me. “Lasagne.”
“It smells so good,” I told him, honestly. We ate dinner in peace, it felt amazing to finally be able to hang out with him we haven't all week. We ended up on the couch, watching a movie, half way through I looked up to see Zach sleeping and smiled. He was truly amazing, something special. Every time we kissed I would feel sparks that I had never experienced before. It was like it was meant to be.
Staring up at Zach, I realised that I was falling for him. 

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Teaser: "Here," Zach said as he handed me a blonde wig and big sunglasses.   
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