~Hey. This is my first submission so please let me know what you think of it. The story is told from both Lilliahna and Zac's points of views and I hope you guys enjoy it. :D ~
~*~ Lilliahna ~*~
'Dear Zac,
I know this is may sound stupid but I really like you. I also don't know why but I can't stop thinking about you. I was wondering if you might like to go out sometime?
'If not I completely understand, I just thought that if I never tell you how I feel then I would spend forever thinking 'what if?'
Love Lilliahna.'
This probably wasn't the wisest decision in my life. I re-read the letter, sighed and put into an envelope. Now all I had to do was slip the envelope into his bag.
The next morning I had my chance. Everyone else was in our home class and I was out in the corridor where the bags and lockers were. I went over to Zac's bag, took a deep breath and slipped the letter in. I turned around as our teacher, Mr West, came out into the corridor and told me off for not being inside as home class had started. As I followed him inside I thought to myself; 'now all I have to do is wait'.
~*~ Zac ~*~
Mondays are always bad. I don't know why, they just are. However, at the same time, they are great because I'm getting away from my Dad. No one knows him as I do. No one knows he's an alcoholic. When he gets really drunk, I get out of his way. He has put me in hospital a couple of times. But oh well.
It had been a bad day. Again, I had tried to tell Lilliahna that I liked her. And again, I couldn't. She was popular and beautiful. I was me. Why would she ever like me?
I got home and hunted through my bag for the note for Dad as I had gotten into trouble at school again. Instead, I came across something I hadn't seen before. A letter, addressed to me, from Lilliahna. I read it immediately and decided to ask her out tomorrow, maybe.
~*~ Lilliahna ~*~
I was beginning to wonder if Zac had gotten the letter when he came over to me during lunch a couple of days later.
"Lilliahna, can I talk to you?"
"Yeah ok," I replied, as he grabbed my arm and pulled me far enough away from my friends that they couldn't hear what he had to say.
"I must say I was quite surprised when I got that letter."
"I thought you would have been," I replied.
"But I have liked you for a while. I think we should go out, maybe tomorrow night. What would your Mum and Dad say? Would they let you?" he asked me.
"I don't know," I told him honestly. "I mean they trust me enough but I'm not sure what they would think with me going out with a guy. I'd have to ask them."
"Alright, tell me what they say ok?" he said as he walked away.
"K, I hope they say yes," I said softly to myself.
~*~ Zac ~*~
When I got home, Dad straight away asked me what had taken so long. It's not like I was late, as I had practically came straight home. I mean I stopped and chatted to Lilliahna for ten minutes but had headed home after that. He was drunk though so I didn't want to annoy him too much.
"I had to stay behind and talk to my maths teacher. He's suggested a tutor, as I'm not very good at maths and has organised with me to stay at school for an extra hour one night a week with one of my classmates, Lilliahna Thomas. I came straight home after that."
I know that this wasn't entirely true but I didn't want to make him angry.
"I don't care," He said, or rather yelled. "I said straight home and I meant it!"
He lunged at me and I fell backwards over the coffee table. He got on top of me and punched me in the head so I kicked out at him. Bad move. He pulled me to my feet by my arm.
"Don't ever do that again," he growled pushing me.
I fell backwards and hit the back of my head on the corner of the coffee table. I felt blood trickle down the back of my neck but I wasn't very worried about that. I was more worried about getting out of there. Fighting back tears, I ran out the front door.
~*~ Lilliahna ~*~
Mum met me at the door when I got home from school and handed Isabella, my little baby sister, to me.
"Honey, I need you to look after her for me. I have this meeting..." she said.
"Only if I can go out for tea with a friend tomorrow night," I told her.
"Who with?" She asked.
"Zac, a guy in my class."
"Yeah that's ok as long as you are home by nine. Bye," She said as she grabbed her briefcase and left.
I played with Isabella for a while before putting her to bed at seven. I tried to do some homework but couldn't concentrate so I decided to call Zac.
His Dad answered the phone and told me he wasn't home. He was slurring his words a bit so I guessed he was drunk. I tried Zac's mobile and he answered.
"Hello?" he said.
"Hi Zac, it's me, Lilliahna. Are you ok?" It sounded as though he was crying, or had been.
"Yes, no. It doesn't matter."
"I want to meet up with you. Where are you?" I asked him. I had heard Dad pull up so he could look after Issy now.
"No I don't really want to see anybody at the moment Lilliahna. I'm sorry." He replied.
"Why not?" I asked him.
"I just don't feel like it ok?"
"Where are you?" I asked again.
"In the park..."
"Stay there." I said hanging up the phone.