cruel world - z.h , pt.2
PART ONE
the year’s 2019, they’re both eighteen now, life took it’s toll. the boys are huge, y/n taking classes in los angeles living in an apartment with room mates and still neither of them can deny being over each other. Â
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WORD COUNT ; 1072 words
WARNINGS ; underaged drinking , swearing, fighting & a lil bit of making out ??
A/N ; hi babes !! i just want to thank you all so much for being so so patient with me and being so supportive. it’s crazy because im almost at 300 followers and i can’t be thankful enough for that! anyways... i hope you enjoy part two of cruel world, i think this will also be the last unless someone gives me an idea for part three so... yeah enjoy bby’s!
she could fill the same pit in her heart once again as the memories of who they used to be and of that day came flooding back to her in one hit and she hated herself for it. it's been two years, it's not 2017, it's 2019. they're not sixteen anymore, they're both eighteen. they haven't even talked to each other since then, never contacted each other to ask how the other was going. it was only a few likes on instagram here and there, it was like they were complete strangers.
y/n snapped back to reality and smiled at the stranger who's hand was on her waist at this party, she definitely could tell that he wanted her to go home with him but as much as people think she does participate in one night stands because of her party animal status, she doesn't.
"do you want to dance?" he asked. and with her award winning smile and a nod she took his hand as he bring them towards where everyone was dancing. having to walk pass the group of boys that she used to call her friends and a certain one her boyfriend, she stole a quick glance at them seeing the shocked looks on their faces and the nudges zach was getting from jack next to him.
three songs later and a cup done, zach was watching her intensely. he was filled with jealously and he still was trying to ignore the real reason why.  she was still dancing, she could feel the buzz of alcohol going through her system but not enough to get her completely drunk, she could feel the grip of the guy who she was dancing with start to hurt. as she tried to pull away he only pulled her in tighter. “can you stop?” she asks, “come on baby girl, i’m just trying to have some fun.” was his reply and she feels sick. she repeatedly tells him to stop, pushing him away but he was too forceful, she couldn’t breathe, her heart pounding. everyone around them was doing their own thing to realise but that was until she felt him getting pushed away from her. looking up she saw zach, her breathing hitched as she took in what’s changed about him closely. before he could ask if she’s alright they were interrupted.Â
“bro what the fuck?! who do you think you are?!” the guy y/n was just dancing with shoutedÂ
“i’m someone who fucking respects her, unlike you asshole. she told you to stop and you didn’t listen.” zach shouted back.Â
then everything happened so quick. after zach said that, asshole decided to punch him in the face, fuelling zach’s anger more he fought back. y/n was shouting for zach, shouting for them to stop. it felt like a lifetime but seconds later they were getting pulled away by the boys, corbyn and jack dragging asshole out of the house as daniel checked up on zach. jonah was trying to get everyone to mind their own business and once everyone did, she went up to him “i’m so sorry jonah, this is all my fault.”Â
“it’s fine y/n, just take zach to the bathroom to get cleaned up” he replied back as he rubbed her back making her nod and walk towards daniel and zach. daniel saw y/n approaching and smiled, she smiled back but her eyes widen once she realised zach’s nose was bleeding rushing him up the stairs and zach pointing to the bathroom. when they were both inside she locked the doors behind them in case anyone was going to come in doing god knows what. “sit down” she orders him, he nods and follows as she finds a small towel wets it under the sink and held it onto zach’s nose, holding it there for a while until zach grabbed it from her and held it himself. she went to get another wet towel and began to clean his hand, the bruises and the dried blood on his palm placed there from holding his nose.Â
“i can’t believe i did this” she mumbled, the guilt rushing over her. zach wouldn’t be bruised up like this if it wasn’t for her. she went from his hand to his busted lip, not realising how close their faces actually were as he finished holding the wet towel to his nose, the bleeding that already stopped shown and his nose cleaned. he used his two hands to hold her face, to make her look at him. to really look at him. “this isn’t your fault y/n, none of it is your fault” and with him saying that, with him finally having her so close, he couldn’t control himself anymore, he kissed her and she kissed back. her dropping anything that she was holding to wrap her arms around zach’s neck to pull him closer. his hands grabbing the back of her thighs to pull her up, y/n now straddling him. once they pulled away, both of them gasping for their breaths and even with her smiling like a goof zach still felt like he did something wrong. “i-i’m sorry, i shouldn’t of done that. you’re probably over us and here i am still in love with you, look at you, your life is moving forward you’re partying which you never used to do” as he rambled about what she thought was nonsense, she was repeatedly trying to cut him off, her face showing complete confusion.Â
“zach shut up, and look at me!” she snapped, he automatically shut his mouth as he again listened to what she said. “do you seriously think i’m over you? fuck i thought you were over me! all this partying bullshit started because i thought it would help me get over you but here i fucking am two years later and still completely and utterly in love with you.” y/n was losing her breath explaining her side, her voice sounding of desperation and need as zach pulled her in to kiss her again because at this moment all he wants to do is kiss her, do everything that he missed these past two years when she wasn’t his anymore and that’s exactly what they did that night.Â
and because of the fact that y/n is the girl of zach’s dreams as much as zach is the boy of y/n’s dreams. that night turned into weeks, then months, then years.Â












