|That Day at the Beach
Author: LifeLover22 PM
This is going to be my last Zevie story for a while. I'm going to be moving onto another popular shipped couple and if you guys want to help me with which one you want me to write, you can pick one from the bottom of the first chapter. Hope you enjoy, and thanks for reading!Rated: Fiction K+ - English - Friendship/Romance - Zander R. & Stevie B. - Chapters: 17 - Words: 9,599 - Reviews: 49 - Favs: 9 - Follows: 8 - Updated: 12-22-12 - Published: 09-28-12 - Status: Complete - id: 8563814
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I'm sorry I haven't updated in like a week, but this week was really busy. I was gone all day today at a marching band competion. Freezing my butt of just for the record. Marching in 20 degree without gloves or hats is TORTURE! Then I had to catch up on my online geometry course, which I'm still not done with, but oh well. This was a HUGE rant, so I'm sorry and I hope you enjoy this chapter!
It felt like we were there for hours, but it was probably only a matter of minutes, maybe even seconds.
We were staring into each other's eyes when my stomache decided right then and there that it was time to become a breeching whale.
"Wow," Zander said laughing. "You weren't kidding when you said you wanted lunch."
"I was laughing too. "Would I ever lie to you?"
"Well..." he said racking his brain.
"...no I wouldn't," I finished for him.
"Then let's go," he said putting me down and grabbing my hand.
When we pulled up to our little diner, (we call it that because we have never gone there with anyone else except each other,) we sat in OUR booth and laughed our heads off. It was hardly ever awkward between us and this just happened to be one of those rare times.
We talked and talked, and everything was fine until he asked the one question I was the most scared to answer.
"So, why was the real reason you only wanted me to come with you today?" Zander questioned.
"Who said I only wanted you to come with me?"
"Um, I distinctly remember you saying Kevin and Nelson would just ly there in the sand and play Furious Pigeons, and that Kacey would try to get guys," he said staring at me.
When our eyes met, I looked down.
Why is EVERYTHING ALWAYS so complicated?
"Well," I said, getting up the nerve to talk.
"All of those are true, but you forgot one part."
He gave me a look of confusion.
"Okay," I said irritatedly explaining myself.
"I. ONLY. WANTED. YOU. TO. COME. WITH. ME."
"Yeah, I got that part, but I still don't get-"
I looked at him expectantly.
"Oh my God, you don't like the others!" he stated like it was the most genius thing anyone had ever come up with.
I mentally face-palmed myself.
Why couldn't he JUST understand that I like him?
I only said she didn't like the others hoping to get a response like that she loved the others, but loved me more.
These thoughts should NOT be going through my head right now, or ever for that matter.
Instead of getting my version of a response, I got this.
"No, I love them, but like you pointed out, they would just ignore me, but I was hoping that even though your ego is bigger than you muscles and the fact that you're a player, that you wouldnt'," she said looking into my eyes.
I looked back, and if I could have read her mind at any time, this would be that time.
"I would never ignore you, Steves," I tell her reaching across the table and grabbing her hand.
"I know," she said starting to eat her food that had just arrived.
We sat there in a content you awkward silence eating.
When we were done we got up and got ready ot leave.
"Stevie?" I say wihtout even realizing it.
"Yeah?" she replies.
Great, now I have to finish this somehow.
I might as well just say it.
"I know you still aren't telling the truth of why you only wanted me with you today," I say looking down.
"Zander," she said grabbing my hand. "I do love you the most out of all the others. Is that such a crime?"
"No. No it's not," I reply smiling.
I squeezed her hand and we left the restaurant.