zara had driven down to the starbucks her and roscoe always went to almost two hours before they were supposed to meet. she was notorious for always being late, and she just really didn’t want to keep him waiting. she got out of her car, taking a deep breath with looking at the starbucks they had always had their midnight coffee runs in. she went inside and grabbed a table for two, looking around and smiling softly at the memories that were flooding in, bringing tears to her eyes. she easily wiped them away, not wearing any makeup since she knew for a fact that she would cry at some point. she sat there for two hours, just trying to get comfortable with the place again. she looked down at her phone when it was nearing the time, biting her lip gently. “he’ll be here, zara .. stop worrying .. you’ll be fine,” she muttered to herself as some sort of pep-talk.
zara: im so fucking sorry. im so – god .. i should've known he was just .. using me for a book. i just thought he would – he would get my mind off you .. i should've known by the amounts of times wyatt's asked me to talk about us. fuck – im so fucking sorry .. i didn't want us to be in his stupid fucking story .. i told him i didn't want him to write about us .. he did it anyways. my fucking god .. i dont know why i thought he would get my mind off of you. i'm so fucking stupid ..
zara: hey .. roscoe. uh – oh god . what am i doing ? .. hey – it's me. i knew you wouldn't answer – and – that's not a bad thing. i wouldn't answer if it was me too. i mean .. it's also 2 am in the morning – i would hope you're asleep. i – just – im so sorry for everything. i miss you. god – i've fuckin' avoided your side of town so much .. i hope your parlor is doing good .. hopefully the stations and nice and tidy – i'm sorry. i cant .. i cant bare to go over there. the starbucks is just going to remind me of us – your parlor is going to remind me of us – and god .. if i saw you i dont think i would be able to keep myself sane. im so sorry .. i hope you're doing okay. you probably are. i'm just being the sensitive little brat i am .. im always going to love you .. please remember that .. i just .. called your voicemail to uh – hear your voice. that sounded like a better idea in my head. now im talking to a machine and – you'll probably just delete my message before it plays anyways. i love you. i'm so sorry.
hey. where did i leave you off last .. ? oh right .. everything seemed perfect, you know ? i dont know .. where i went wrong. was i too clingy ? maybe it’s my hair ? maybe im boring to him now ? i knew i was plain, but i thought he liked that about me. i was probably wrong. he tells me he loves me, but .. i just dont know if he does anymore. there’s a girl he hired at his parlor .. they were uh – totally kissing when i walked in.
the amount of hurt im in right now and since then makes me absolutely wanna cry every second. am i supposed to feel this way ? i keep telling him it’s okay no matter how many times he asks. i just .. dont wanna seem like a burden to him. maybe im being stubborn because i dont want to lose him. i guess i’ll just .. roll with it for now.
oh god . let me tell you .. about this .. situation im in. i think .. im pregnant. crazy. crazy i know .. it’s too insane for me to think of. ive been having all the symptoms. i dont know – im scared. i dont know .. who’s baby it is though. i’m in such a dilemma. this is probably all karma for everything ive done. im such a mess. it’s either wyatts or its roscoes .. i dont know anymore. god this is fucking insane. of course this would happen to me.
hey its zara. i havent written in here since i told you about roscoe. well listen, a lot has happened. and i really do mean .. a lot. wow, where do i start ? you know, i was right about having a good feeling about him. he makes me so insanely happy and he just – he feels like home. it’s a strange feeling, but it’s a good strange feeling if that makes any sense. he’s such a gentleman. oh !!! let me tell you more about him.
he has this smile. god .. he has this smile .. and this laugh. i do anything to see him happy and laughing. he laughs at me a lot, but i dont mind because he’ll usually just tell me how cute i was to say or do whatever i did. he has these tattoos .. he told me he did most of them himself, of course some of them he had someone else help. he’s so talented with his job and he’s so into it. like it’s very obvious he’s passionate about it and .. wow . he’s just perfect
oh – did i mention we’re dating ? yeah . that’s a thing .. we’re a thing. and it’s the best thing that’s ever happened in my life. he’s so dreamy and wow ? he’s mine. do you understand how insane that is ? im literally squealing as i write this.
ok i have to go hide you now. im going to his parlor to hang out and get some coffee after
zach couldn’t help but stare at the femme across the room, wondering which is the pair were going to be the first to speak. things had been rough lately, but the male had worked to hard to get them to this point. charity was so sure love didn’t exist, that she would never feel it but he’d slowly figured out she knew it existed -- she’d felt it before and she was trying so damn hard to push that feeling away this time around. “ i’m not him, i’m not leaving. “ he mutters, regretfully watching her pour another glass of tequila. he knew she only drank it when she was trying to forget her feelings.
zara heard the bell ring to her house. she wasn’t expecting any company, and she was quite sure her parents weren’t either since they were both out and about doing their own thing. she raced down the stairs and looked through the peephole, seeing roscoe. she practically squealed excitedly and opened the door. “roscoe! i wasn’t expecting you,” she greeted, leaning up and pecking his lips. she was about to talk, but cut herself off when he pulled the bouquet from behind his back to reveal it to her. a small gasp came from her with a wide smile as she took the flower from him. “you got me these?” she asked happily. “thank you so much,” she thanked before giving him a kiss.
🐁 YOUR MUSE ‘SAVING’ MY MUSE FROM AN ‘ENORMOUS’ MOUSE
the two of them were on a nice walk in the park. everything was so calming. that was, until she saw an enormous mouse ( really she was exaggerating ) run right towards them. of course, zara freaked out from this and yanked her hand away from roscoe’s, running to a bench and practically throwing herself on top of it as the mouse chased her. “roscoe!” she whined, watching the mouse with steady eyes. it looked like she wasn’t getting off that bench anytime soon until roscoe had to basically carry her off it. zara waited until the mouse was a clear distance from them until she got herself down, looking up at roscoe completely embarrassed. “what? that mouse was literally coming at me. did you see the size of that thing?!”
🌟 YOUR MUSE TAKING MINE STARGAZING
roscoe had planned this whole stargazing date for the two of them and zara was immensely excited for it. it was a beautiful night and she was with the most amazing guy that she had ever met. she looked up at the sky as they were walking, a smile on her face as she swung their interlaced hands back and forth slightly. after a few moments, the two of them laid down on the grass, her head on his chest as she silently looked up at the sky. she could stay like this forever. just him, her, and the beautiful night sky. she turned her head to look at roscoe, enjoying how peaceful he looked before giving him a small kiss. “thank you for this, babe.”
it had been almost a whole week since zara and roscoe split. it was one of the hardest moments that she could remember. all she thought about was what could she do that would’ve prevented the break. it was just how zara was, she always saw it as her fault and never the next person’s. her friend had invited her to a house party, but what she didn’t know was that her friend also invited roscoe along. it took enough convincing from her friends to go and enjoy herself and now she was stuck at a party with people she barely knew and her now-ex. she was sat comfortably in a chair, staring off into the distance until a familiar pair of chocolate hues connected with hers. it couldn’t be him, but she knew those eyes anywhere.
