Perfect.

Life was beyond perfect.

Wrapping a towel around his lower half , he stepped out of the shower. .about to head out of the bathroom but then he caught his glimpse in the mirror.

And he stopped.

Smirking, his eyes went up and down his body. Admiration and pride so clear in his stunning blue eyes. Abs that seemed like they were carved on his body. Abs that seemed to pull on all the ladies—there he go again thinking about others.

He shook his head, grinning.

He was taken or. .was he?

He flipped off the lights and head out towards the spacious room. He had planned out the settings for this room inch by inch. Zack was a minimalist by nature and he didn't like cluttering stuff in his room so he kept everything very simple and visual. He had to see everything when he stood in the middle of the room.

The king size bed.

The portrait of a half naked woman right at the back of his bed . . watching over him.

Well, she was sexy so he didn't mind.

Then the floor had to be wooden and polished enough to reflect his face on. The wardrobe consisted of an entire separate room so he didn't have any junk lying around. And then the ivory  dressing table with a bunch of expensive shit .

Quickly , he dropped the towel and got in the outfit he had laid out for himself. A plain white T-shirt and some black pants.

Nothing could ever go wrong with white.

Then he took the Philips watch off his bedside table and quickly clasped it to his wrist. Turning around . .he tried to set his caramel hair but then gave it up.

His hair had its own moods.

Spritzing on his favorite cologne, he took the freshly squeezed orange juice and downed it all on one shot. As he was doing it—his cellphone started to buzz. Vibrate.

It won't shut up.

Like her.

Placing the glass back on the table, he took his phone and stared at the name flashing back and forth.

"Fucking bitch." He muttered and watched his phone blew up with texts notifications.

He rolled his eyes when his Facebook messenger popped up.

She wouldn't give up!

Flushing some colorful words, he swiped  the screen. And winced at the thin voice.

"Happy one month anniversary!" Her thin voice burst with excitement. He could imagine her bouncing around.

"Yeah. " He said absently,  staring at himself in the mirror.

It wasn't like she was listening to him anyways.

"So I planned an after party at cafe crunch . Omg! You should totally see the color I selected for the cake! It's like an aqua color ! So close to your eyes! I know how you love—babe? Are you there?" She crowed now sounding suspicious.

"I'm . " He answered and if he was being honest with himself. . .he couldn't see the one month anniversary party in the near future. He already felt spent.

"I wuv you so much! You should see what I'm wearing today! I did send you a pic ." Her voice turned sly. . seducing which fell flat to his ears.

He had seen it all. Done it all with her.

He was so fucking done with her .

"Later." He said and then cut the call.

He was about to place it back on the table when it started to buzz again and this time he lost it.

Without seeing the caller ID , he accepted the call.

"What the fuck is wrong with you?!! If you tried calling me again—"

"Woah! "

He stopped himself just on time. Breathing hard . It wasn't her.

It was his best friend , Conrad Milt.

"Rad. "

"Yeah that's me! It was her wasn't it?" Zack  could hear the glee in his voice.

"Yeah. I'm so fucking sick of her! The first thing I'm going to do today is dump her . She has been riding my ass far too long."

"Come on. You got her boobs for payment. Don't be thankless." Rad laughed out loud.

"You can take her. I don't want her."

"You serious ,man?"

"Never been this serious in my whole life." He said in a dry voice.

And then after back and forth bickering, he flipped his phone shut. Taking the keys and his wallet off of the table .

Heading out.

To break up.

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Turning the engine off, he took off his Gucci glasses and placed them on the dashboard oh so carefully.

Well, it was the latest addition.

He didn't wanna mess that up.

Zack slipped out of the car and had to admit. It was a good day. A bright day . The sun was out. Students were littering around. .he took in a deep breath of fresh air . . letting the sun hit at his face —

"Yo!"

He glanced at the body coming his way. .a smile falling on his handsome face.

Grinning, they bumped their fists with each other.

"You look like. .WAP." Rad took a look at him.

"Wap enough to get your sister?" Zack raised his arched brow.

"Unfortunately I don't have sister and I find it a good thing. Seeing bitches like you has me thankful for no sister." Rad chuckled .

They were going towards the building now . Talking over football and random shit.

Zack had one friend in this place and that was Rad. The rest of them just weren't up to his. .taste. Just like him, Rad was the only son of a business conglomerate .

He knew the ups and downs of Zack's world. Knew what his world demanded.

Zack knew he was seen as some sort of a Pharaoh. With his cold and aloof aura around everyone that didn't belong to his circle. He was sensible enough to accept . .he was cold .

Calculating and cold.

He was brought up like that so nothing in this world could affect him but only his wishes. Only what he wanted was attention worthy and rest were just. ..a show.

Where as Rad was a goofy guy . .Zack was the opposite. Oh he was goofy alright but only in his circle. Only around people he found worthy.

Girls were hypnotise by him because he was mysterious. .there was just something about him that drew them in hoards other than his looks.

Girls wanted to know everything about him . All the ins and outs. The dos and don'ts around him. .it was a headache for him.

He did enjoy the attention but sometimes . .it was more than he could tolerate.

All the pretense . .he didn't like it.

Zack didn't want any prying eyes in his business.

Really, it came down to one thing.

He didn't want people to know his secret.

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The balloons went off into a frenzy.

The confetti burst out of the balloons. . scattering on the floor. Causing a mayhem.

Brenda Beckham , a blonde bombshell, clapped her hands wildly. The low crop top she had on were showing off her ample assets and the skinny jeans left him wondering if she was going commando today?

Brenda came over him , an exited look on her caked up face — he was sitting on the chair. .his arms crossed. . looking disinterested.

"Happy anniversary to us!" She cried out now bending down to hug him — Rad choked up seeing her shoving her boobs in Zack's face.

"I can't believe it's been one month already!"

"I can't believe that too." He said now trying to push her away gently. He didn't want to be rough at all .

Clearly , she wasn't getting the message because she kept plastering herself on him and he sighed loudly. . standing up suddenly. Towering over her.

The over excited face of Brenda fell into a puppy who got kicked. Seeing him so distant. .

"Babe?" She reached out now—about to cup his face but he turned his face away.

"Enough of this." He said quietly.

Her eyes squeezed .

"What? What do you mean?" She asked , her thin voice going small.

Zack glanced at her now.

Looking into her eyes.

"I'm breaking up with you. I don't want you . At all." He said it so casually like the weather broadcast  guy on TV's.

Disbelief filled her face.

"How—why. .no . .," She shook her head. " No! Do you hear me?!! No fucking way!" She cried viciously.

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| Mia |

"Oh my God!"

I tried to cover my mouth in case I said something out loud.

I couldn't believe it!

It was just pure luck!

I was witnessing Zachary Smith breaking up with freaking Brenda ! Oh my God! Zack. .Zack as in the hottest guy of our school. .

I was trying to be inconspicuous. Looking at them over the rim of the menu card.

Zack looked like he was made of stone . His high cheekbones weren't flinching at all. It was like he was in another world watching a hot girl breaking down in front of him.

I nearly gasped when Brenda raised her hand and—

Zack caught her wrist just in time. Mere inches away from his face.

And then— his blue eyes froze like glaciers. . leaning in. . until he was eye to eye with the struggling girl. . he said something to her. .which made her jerk into disbelief.

To be honest , it was scary.

I could feel the chills in me.

I had no idea what he said to her but she shut up and then kinda ran away—wiping off the tears of her face —the mascara running down her face. .not a good sight to look at.

My stomach rumbled with . . happiness? What right did I have to get happy over their break up? Well. .I always had a hardcore crush on him . .not just me. Everyone .

I heard some guys had too.

So me having crush on him wasn't a big deal . I mean he had hot girls waiting in line to date him . .I was happy seeing my crush from afar. I was one of those people who loved seeing everything from a distance because. . .I knew my lane.

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"I'll pay up for this." Zack said now pulling out some bills from his wallet as Rad tried to keep a straight face.

The manager had been one grumpy man. Seeing the whole scenario unfold and then the confetti . .the cake. .the girl didn't pay.

"Fix your fucking face before I do it for you." Zack said calmly handing the money to the manager.

Rad zipped up his lips and threw the imaginary key.

"At least we have a cake to eat." Zack said now eyeing the happy anniversary slogan with distaste.

"Your break up celebration cake, eh?" Rad asked cheerfully, now leaning in on the table and getting a knife.

Zack shrugged.

Leaning back.

After few minutes, the both of them had a slice of cake in front of them.

"Say how come you get every girl you set your eyes on?" Rad asked now sounding curious.

"Because I'm rich?" He said chuckling slightly. Taking a spoonful of the wet cake. "Mmmm I like it."

"So according to you , you can get any girl you want?" Rad asked , with a mouthful of cake.

"Well, that's what my track record says."

"True true.  Now what if i set a goal for you? What if I select a one for you? "

Zack glanced at him.

"And what will I get in return?"

Rad grinned. " My brand new Lamborghini. I know you have your eyes on her."

Zack's eyes glinted in interest.

He did have eyes on it. From so fucking long.

"Then I'll say. . I'm in. " He smiled and Rad laughed out loud, the corner of his mouth turning aqua.

"Alright. Then let's get one for you. .," Rad said now his eyes roaming  around the restaurant while Zack delighted himself with the cake and then Rad's eyes stopped .

"I. . .got her."

Zack nodded not really interested in the what and the whom.

"You not gonna ask who? " Rad teased.

Zack sighed now reaching out for the napkin and dabbing his mouth with it.

"Who is it?"

Rad's eyes glimmered and then he jerked in the left direction.

Taking in a deep breath, Zack turned his neck slightly. . . spotting the figure occupying the table.

Long black hair, glasses on—her eyes roaming on the menu. .cupid bow lips and a body that had nothing to die for.

Zack turned back at his friend.

"Really? A sack of potatoes?"

Rad waggled his brows. " You always snatch the hotties. This time I wanna see if you can land her in one month."

"One month? I can get her in one hour." Zack smirked .

"Well, we'll see. One month and the Lamborghini is all yours, my friend."

"Deal."

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A/ N

I'm so sorry guys. I forgot to mention one month back in chapter 2. So remember this is us going one month back.