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Zak
  I was in the most uncomfortable position I've ever been in before. I was in the car with my enemy,Vincent. I despised Vincent. Vincent always declined any offer ever given to him, he was rude, he gave me the meanest glances, it was terrible riding in a car with him for four hours!
  I'd never expect him to say, "I know we don't like each other, but, tell me more about you. Maybe we can get closer and more comfortable with each other this way." He said glancing at me twice while still trying to keep his eyes on the road. "What..? You're actually willing to listen to me for once?" I asked, giving him a mouthful of his own medicine. "Yes. Would you like to go first, or me?" he asked. "Vincent, why are you being nice?" I asked, I could see my words pierce through him. "Listen. I'm going to a therapist. I have anger issues, so I'm working on controlling those and being a better person. I want to be nicer, more forgiving, and a better listener. I don't want people to look at me and think the way you think about me. I'm sorry. Please just talk to me, I feel like the world is going to close in if I don't speak, I also feel terrible for making you think I never wanted to talk to you, I just didn't know how to express emotion, now I've learned more than I knew." Vincent said taking deep breaths in between his words. "Oh, ok. Are you ok? Are you short of breath?" I asked, I was honestly concerned. "It's my coping method. I have intrusive thoughts that make me angry and sad, to avoid them, I do my breathing method." he answered. "Oh, ok. I was worried." I said. "Yeah, it's weird I know." he said. "It's not weird I just didn't know. Anyway, I do the breathing method when I have panic attacks, which is regularly." I said. "Oh, wow. Tell me more about you." he said. "Well ok then." I said in response.
  "My favorite color is baby blue, favorite food is pineapple, favorite drink is peach Fanta. I like sketching, painting, and digital art. I do have a crush, and it recently developed. I'm bisexual. I'm a soft boy and e-boy mix. I like striped shirts, hoodies, black or dark jeans, white long-sleeved shirts, and I like wearing a pastel cyan hoodie in particular. I feel like that hoodie compliments my skin color." he cut me off. "I'm sure it does." Then he let me continue. I blushed at how he knew how it'd look. I also took this time to catch my breath. "I am on antidepressants, just because of panic attacks from anxiety, but I've only recently started them. I also have anger issues, but they're getting easier to control thanks to my therapist. Last but not least, as you know I'm a YouTuber. Now you go." I said proudly.
  "My favorite color is lavender because it's soothing, my favorite food is Bœuf bourguignon, a stew, my favorite drink is Dr. Pepper. I like creating music, it's calming and I enjoy that I can make up anything I want when creating music. I'm gay, and I do have a crush, it's been developing more and more ever since last month. I'm pretty much just an e-boy. I like dark hoodies and dark jeans. I like to wear my black hoodie most of the time. I write about my emotions to cope with my anger issues and the intrusive thoughts. Lastly, I'm YouTuber." he said. He glanced at me once, and smiled.
  "Well Zak, who's your crush?" Vincent asked. "Uh, let's say it at the same time, hm?" I said. "Fine." Vincent replied.
   "3..2..1.." we said in unison.
"You."
   "You.."
We looked wide eyed at each other. Then he quickly flipped his head back around to face the road. I looked at his face, but this time his face was even softer than ever. "No, no, no. I refuse to believe that you like me back, Zak." Vincent stated. "I know, I don't actually like you!" I said laughing. I felt so bad. Why was I doing this? To get him back. "Zak, that's cruel! Why would you do that - I mean that's a different level of cruel!" Vincent yelled. "Vince, you know I was playing! I love you.." I said only mumbling the last part, hoping he'd be able to hear it so I wouldn't have to repeat it. "Uh - I'm going to act like I didn't just hear that." Vincent said. "And I'm not going to repeat it." I said. "And I'm not saying it back." Vincent said. "Wha - hmph." I said shocked.
I decided to just go to sleep.
Later on, we finally got to our destination, the hotel. We walked in, and looked around. It was nice.

Look I'm sorry. I can't continue this but I'm going to post it.