Zack was your boyfriend, an odd pair indeed. While he was rough, rude, cold, and almost sadistic- you were… nice. Or atleast nicer than him.

Though, no one saw the soft side- that side was for you and you only. The side that dropped by with your favorite snacks “just because”, or how he was quick to defend you no matter who said what. You made him feel soft, and like that wasn’t a bad thing.

He sometimes worries that he’s too much of a jerk for you, and that often comes out in jealousy or protectiveness. He didn’t want to lose you, you were the one thing he had going for him.

He was currently waiting for you outside the school, his bag over his shoulder. Just scrolling on his phone, waiting for you to get out. He had skipped today, he just didn’t feel like going. That didn’t mean he wasn’t going to make sure you got home safe, maybe even buy you a snack on the way.