Rosaline POV.
I was looking at Zach and he was sleeping, not peacefully. He looked like he's in pain like something is bothering him. I wonder here and there in his room. I sit on the couch and again looked at him. Zach is a special person for me. I don't know how or when but I'm feeling something for him. I don't know what it is? Like,care,affection or whatever it is. I just don't want to see him in this state.
I lay on the couch and tried to get some sleep. When I woke up I was sleeping on Zach's bed and Zach was not there. I heard the sound of the running shower. I think he's in the shower. Oh my god I'll be looking like a zombie. I got up from the bed. The bathroom door opened and Zach was standing with just a towel on his neck and another towel which covers his lower side. Oh my god
