sleeping with the enemy ?? zach herron

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ISABELLA

I lean into him, my arms finding reaching near his strong back and something sparked to life in the pit of my stomach.

Zach's expression shifts, " I'm sorry" he whispers. "Forget about what happened, this was a mistake."

He grabs my waist and slowly pushes me off him, since I was on top.

He got off the bed and turned to leave, but I immediately reached for his hand. Zach looks back at me, he frowns before slipping out of my grasp.

He turns back around and leaves his room, not even once did he look back.

"A mistake" I whisper to myself.

Should I go after him or just let him cool down for a second??

My thoughts got interrupted when Sonia and Daniel all in the sudden barged in into the room.

"What in the world happened? What did you do to Zach?" Sonia yelled.

I quickly sat up in the bed and leaned my back on the beautiful navy blue headboard.

"What do you mean?" I asked them.

"He came running downstairs and just slammed the front door and left" Daniel explained.

What? Why would he get mad over a kiss that I may add, he started. I got to go get him. What could I have possibly done to make him that angry?

I jumped out from the bed and ran downstairs, ignoring all the questions that were coming from Sonia and Daniel.

"Where did he go?" I asked Christina who was chilling in the living room while everyone else was partying in the backyard.

"He didn't say anything and just left but I know he left to the beach. Under the pier, he always goes there when he is upset every time we come here" she says.

I mumbled a quick "thank you" and immediately turned to go out the front door but I felt her pull me back.

"I'll go with you"

"No. Whatever I did to make him this mad, I need to fix myself"

"Bella, its almost 1am are you seriously going to go down to the beach at this time, alone?"

"Yes, now I got to go and fix this" I turn around and jog my way out the front door.

I walked down the pathway that led to the beach, which was really close because the beach was literally a step away from Zach's beach house.

I walked towards the pier Christina had told me. As I walked closer, I saw him. He was leaning against the wooden poles that prevented the pier from falling.

And he had rocks in his hands that he was throwing to the water as the waves spread farther on the sand.

"Zach" I quietly mumble.