I wake up. It's dark.

The clock says 12:45 am.

Strange.

Bang bang bang.

Someone is at the door. That must've been what woke me.

I creep quietly to the door and look through the peephole.

No.. It couldn't be.

Zach?? 

I fling open the door. "Zach!? What are you doing here??" 

"I told you I'd be here, didn't you get my note?" He asks nervously.

Note..? Oh, that little piece of paper stuck to the bottom of my package. I had wondered what that was but, I had been too emotional to care.

"Oh.. That note. But why now? It's twelve in the morning!" I exclaim incredulously. But inside I'm glowing, I could care less. 

Anything for Zach.

"I'm starting to think you never checked your voicemail either. I was supposed to come at 7, but you weren't home. So I called, but you didn't pick up. Finally I decided I'd leave a voice message saying I'd come back when you got home." He shrugged.

By this point I ushered him inside.

"How'd you know I was home?" I said.

"Lucky guess? I just figured most people would be home before one in the morning." Zach chuckles. 

I nod in agreement. True enough, I guess.

"Well, you've waited all this time, it'd be rude to send you away so soon." I comment.

Just to think! Me and Zach.. All alone.