"I am fine," Zara replied, she was already blushing again. She still can't believe that she was actually with Zandro today. The very dream she had for years and now it came true. It was just that he didn't know her, not even her name.
Yes, she was just a random fan who was strong enough to sneak on his truck and follow him.
"I am not," Zandro said as he sat on the couch. He took a deep breath and let it out. He couldn't believe what he was feeling. He was feeling depressed, and he was having this dark cloud over him. He couldn't figure out what was happening to him. "I am not fine."
Zara was in shock, she never expected that Zandro would say something like that.
"I am having these anxiety attacks, and I feel like I am just going to die." Zandro continued. "I can't even catch my breath." Zandro stopped talking when he noticed that Zara was standing up and approached him.
Zara was holding the bottle of beer and gave it to Zandro.
"You need to calm down," Zara started, "I can see that you are having a hard time, so just relax," Zara felt her heart was beating so hard, but she wasn't in a panic. She was just excited. This is really happening. She is actually talking to Zandro.
Zandro took the bottle and he took a long gulp. He was surprised at how Zara was acting, she looked so calm and composed. Much more than that he couldn't believe how he was reacting over her, she was just a stranger, but she felt like she had known him long enough to trust her.
He felt suddenly comfortable sharing his problem and his story. Or was it just because of the spirit of the alcohol he drank, that he suddenly felt shameless to open up to some stranger that he didn't even know the name of?
Should he ask for her name? He pondered.
Part of him was scared to do so. He didn't want a random fan who might feel too close to him and would expect so much from him.
However...
He can't help but feel that this girl was different. She was just holding his hand tightly and she seemed to be telling him something.
Zandro looked at her, she was looking at him too, but she was still holding his hand.
Zandro suddenly felt that this girl was not a fan, she was an angel.
"I am Zara," Zara said.
"I am Zandro," Zandro replied.
Zara looked at him, "Of course, I know, everybody knew," with a smile that brightened the whole room. Her eyes sparkled as she said those words
Zandro stared at her, her voice and her eyes, her smile and her face, she was just perfect.
"You don't look like a Zara," Zandro said. She was a little bit disappointed, but she can't help but feel that Zandro was just trying to be nice. "I mean, you are so beautiful."
Zara felt her heart skip a beat and her cheeks flushing, she just stared at Zandro.
"I am sorry," Zandro said. "I don't know what came over me, I just couldn't help but notice how beautiful you are."
Zara smiled. "It's fine," she said. She was blushing, but she felt so happy and light. She can't believe that she was actually having this conversation with Zandro. It was just like a dream.
Not long, Zandro leaned his back to the sofa's backrest and his breathing went heavy again. Zara thought that he was already distracted by that conversation they had. But it seemed, there was more inside Zandro, he was holding something heavy inside him and he needed to let it out.
She can also feel the hesitation inside him of course, who would not when all he was with was just a random stranger girl he didn't even know where from. She was just a random girl fan who simply appeared in front of him in the weirdest possible way.
Three bottled down for Zandro, and he was getting antsy. He just wanted to let that feeling inside him out in any way possible. He took a glimpse over Zara, he couldn't help but stick his gaze to her thigh, the image of her uncovered private parts a few moments went back to his senses. He knew that she wasn't wearing any underwear.
'Fuck,' was all he can't think of, he was overwhelmed with emotions that seemed even too hard for him to understand.
Yeah, maybe letting out his lust to someone would also lessen the sadness that he was feeling at that moment. But not with this girl, he doesn't want to get himself into trouble, he didn't know much about this girl. She obviously was not some cheap girl in the street, by the way how she looked and dressed, she seemed to be a student.
"You better go to sleep, just use the room upstairs, I only got one room that is tidied for me to stay in, the others were dust-filled so it is not possible for you to sleep there. So just use my room and I'll just stay here." Zandro said, laying himself on the couch and closing his eyes.
"Are you sure?" Zara asked. "It would be a shame to bother you like this."
"So, what do you want? You will stay here and I will go upstairs?"
Zara just kept her mouth shut, she could feel that Zandro was starting to sound annoyed. She didn't want that. So, she just walked away, hoping that this night would not end yet, but it seemed it was about to end.
Her little heavenly moments with Zandro were finished, she thought there could be more. She was even expecting him to just simply take advantage of her at least if he can't open up on her and love her then she would just have learned to be contented that way and she didn't care. If Zandro can't actually be with her someday, that she surely knew would definitely happen, at least she just wanted him to take her most precious virginity. There's no other man in her life, that she wanted to have that except him, just him.