I wanna feel weightless

*Jack’s POV*

We all woke up pretty early today except Zack and Lizzy. It worked out well though that they weren't up because it gave the rest of us a chance to talk. We had talked to Flyzik and asked him if Zack could bring the 'love of his life' to be on the bus with him. Flyzik protested at first but then we told him how happy she makes Zack and he agreed. We wanted to give her a fun filled day first to make up for the three years we missed and then we'd tell her she could stay. I got elected to wake Zack and Lizzy up because I could "probably wake them up in the most fun way." I got to their bunk and pulled open the curtain. They were so cute. I took a picture and posted it to Instagram.

"Zack and our best friend ever Lizzy. You guys are adorable."

I decided it was time to wake them up and so I got my ear plugs out and got ready to run. I pulled out the blow horn and pressed it right near their faces. Zack immediately woke up and tried to jump out of bed. I say tried because he was the furthest away from me and ended up knocking Lizzy out of the bunk in an effort to get out himself. She was on her back on the floor and he got out and hovered over her to make sure she was okay. I took another picture because this was pure gold. You could see in both of their faces that they still loved each other. He went through the whole charade of asking her if she hurt her head and how many fingers he was holding up and she was just laughing, that was Lizzy though. When we were younger anytime she fell or tripped she would just start laughing, because she got embarrassed easily, it helped her so that she didn't cry. Zack and Rian got her on the couch. She said she was fine but Zack still wouldn't stop apologizing. I suggested he go get a shower and he agreed but not before punching me hard in the arm.

*Elizabeth's POV*

The fiasco this morning left me super awake. After the blow horn, I may have been able to find my way back to sleep. After the whole falling out of the bunk incident, I may have been able to go back to sleep. After Zack hovering right over me and his face inches away from mine, there's no way I'm sleeping anytime soon. My mind was racing; I was asking myself all kinds of questions which of course was pointless because I didn't know the answers to the stupid questions.

"Why didn't Zack kiss me?"

"I don't know."

"Does Zack even like me?"

"I don't know."

It was pointless so I distracted myself by going on Instagram. I started looking through the pictures on the popular page, those things are amazing. Sometimes you get singing toddlers, sometimes you get amazing art and sometimes you get ME AND ZACK SLEEPING! I clicked on the picture and it told me Jack posted it, but of course. I was kind of freaking out but I saw what Jack put and it lightened me up a little.

"Zack and our best friend ever Lizzy. You guys are adorable"

Well I lightened up a bit till I got to the comments.

"Eww, she's so fat."

"She is not good for him."

"Are those some cuts I see peaking out from her sleeve? Fucking emo!"

"She's so gross. Why is he even with her."

"We don't even know if they're together calm down, hopefully they're not but we don't know."

"If they did have a relationship how would it work out? Zack is so hot and she is so not."

"Zack wouldn't go out with her because she's fucking fat, he's super fit and that means they wouldn't work out. Zack would probably be disgusted to even touch her fat ass."

There were some nice ones

"She's so pretty."

"I love her hair"

"I hope Zack and her are together, they are perfect"

But it seems for every nice comment there were about 15 rude ones. I broke down crying. I tried to stop but it didn't work. Rian saw, I guess, because next thing I know he's holding me in his arms while I cried.

"Lizzy, if you don't want to talk about it, that's okay but what's wrong?"

I showed him the phone and some of the comments and he got angry, not with me but at the comments. He scrolled down through some more and then walked off to the back room. He came back and started smiling. He typed away on my phone and put it back in front of me. It was a picture on All Time Low’s Instagram of a note he had typed and posted and with every word I read I felt better.

"Hey guys this is Rian. You guys may have seen the picture Jack posted earlier of our friend Elizabeth with Zack. I know a lot of the people that did see it are clearly not fans of ours. I don't like to say that people aren't fans but the things you guys were saying about her were unnecessary. If Zack wants to date her he will and you guys have no say in it. If you can't be nice about our friends don't call yourselves fans. Sorry for the rant but Elizabeth is a really really good friend of ours and I think it's safe to say we will all go to the ends of the earth to protect her."

"I mean he doesn't want to date me but thank you Rian."

"I don't know why you keep saying that. He does want to date you, we can see it in the way he looks at you."

"Rian I didn't just spend five minutes on y'all's notes when I left. I cried for two hours while i was writing Zack's note. Every time I wrote I love you I cried because I knew I would never get to see his face when he read it. I cried because I didn't know if I'd ever hear it back. I cried because I didn't… I didn't think he loved me back. And now I'm back and he hasn't said it once. He hasn't tried to kiss me. He hasn't done anything to prove it back and-"

The shower shut off and a minute later Zack was out of the bathroom in just a towel. I wanted to look away but I couldn't. His abs and his v hip thing were showing.

"Is it okay if I go take a shower? I still kind of smell like smoke from the party last night."

"Yeah, it's just right through there and you can use whatever you need to." Zack replied

"This conversation isn't over." Whispered Rian

Shit.

*Zack's POV*

I got out of the shower to find Rian holding Elizabeth and she looked like she had been crying. I was curious but before I could say anything to her she asked to take a shower.

"What was that about?"

"Do you remember the letter Lizzy wrote to you when she left?"

"Yeah it's still under my pillow I read it like every night."

"So?"

"So what?"

"Why has she still never been kissed?"

"Are you kidding me?"

"Look Zack, did you see Jack's Instagram this morning?"

"I was in the fucking shower, is that why she's crying? What did he do?"

"Just. Here."

He handed me his phone, it was open to a picture, on Jack's Instagram, of me and Lizzy. It was a cute picture of us, I didn't see the problem, and then he scrolled up to show me the comments.

"Eww, she's so fat."

"She is not good for him."

"she's so pretty"

"Are those some cuts I see peaking out from her sleeve? Fucking emo!"

"She's so gross. Why is he even with her."

"I love her hair"

"We don't even know if they're together calm down, hopefully they're not but we don't
know."

"I hope Zack and her are together, they're perfect."

"If they did have a relationship how would it work out? Zack is so hot and she is so not."

"Zack wouldn't go out with her because she's fucking fat, he's super fit and that means they wouldn't work out. Zack would probably be disgusted to even touch her fat ass."

Every comment I read I felt my stomach drop. She's not fat. She's beautiful. The one comment that really caught my eye and stood out was the one about her being emo. I scrolled back to the picture and looked at her sleeve. You could barely see about three or so cuts, fresh cuts, peaking out from her sleeve. I can't believe she was still doing that. I walked to the bathroom and tried to slowly open the door but it was locked. I went to the kitchen and grabbed the extra key from the drawer beneath the microwave. I felt weird unlocking and walking into the bathroom while Lizzy was naked in the shower but I needed to talk to her. I walked in and stopped. She was singing again, I loved when she sang, her voice was beautiful. Unfortunately she only ever sung in the shower or while she was cooking so I was the only one who ever heard her.

“So hold on and be strong
Nothing’s ever gonna bring us down
It’s not too late to turn this thing around
Let’s take it fast to slow
Hold our breaths and jump into whatever this is
Grab a coat and let it all rain down
If we’re never stop believing, it’s gonna be alright
But if we don’t try, we may never know
How far this can go”

She was singing bowling for soup. We used to listen to them sometimes in my room. I know Jack is friends with the lead singer Jaret. I wonder if he could arrange for her to speak to Jaret, I bet that would make her feel better. I walked back out without talking to her, although I did still need to talk to her about her cutting.

"Hey Jack? can you call Jaret for me?"

"I guess, why?"

"After that picture you posted this morning and the bad comments Lizzy is kind of down so I thought maybe if we get Jaret to speak to her she'll feel better, I remember bowling for soup is her favorite band so, yeah"

"I'll text him and ask him."

"Thanks Jack."

Notes

So as I've said before I type this story on my iPod and I had a bunch of chapters written and then for some reason my iPod decided to delete the whole story and the only reason I got back the bit that I did is because I backed it up a couple weeks ago but unfortunately I lost quite a few chapters. I feel like I might delete this story, if I do delete it I don't think I'll redo it because that would just make me upset. if I don't delete it I might end up having to postpone updating for a while. Saturday was the fourth birthday of my deceased cousin and also today I am 22 days clean of self harm, so things have been, to say the least, difficult. I will work harder, if I don't delete it, to update the story but I seriously lost like 5-7 chapter and they were long chapters to so I'm kind of really upset with myself. anyway because I lost quite a few chapters I may or may not be able to rewrite them exactly how I want so if y'all have any ideas or anything you would like to see please let me know, like comment or message or something

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