hi hello I know Iâve been taking forever to answer my requests but I got myself together theyâre coming!! please let me know what you think and send in requests for me to do! I love you all and Iâd like to thank you guys for all the love youâve been showing for âitâs not him//dsâ it really warms my heart how supportive you all are
prompt lists are up as well!
this is for @the-redhead-writer / @imnotatrustfundbaby. who requested prompts 36 and 46 for zach
is that my shirt//Iâve been in love with you since we were kids
so here we go, please enjoy (and make sure you tell me what you think your opinions mean the world to me!!) :)
â⊠on behalf of American Airlines we would like to welcome you to Los Angeles International Airport.â The voice filled my ears as a smile broke itâs way onto my face. I was in L.A, I was on spring break, and to top it all off I was visiting my best friends. How could it get any better?
If weâre being honest, my visit this week was a little bit selfish. I needed to get out of Texas, I needed a breather from everything that was currently going on back at home. I had just broken up with Ethan, my boyfriend of nearly a year, and being near him was exhausting. It wasnât because I wasnât over him or anything like that, it was because he just wouldnât leave me alone. He had said some pretty awful things to me and acted pretty shitty, which eventually led for us to break up but he canât seem to wrap his head around the fact that we were over. He thought it was some sort of game, that I was trying to get him to chase after me or it was some break and weâd make up within a week or two. It just wasnât the case and he couldnât understand it, and thatâs why I needed space.
But, itâs not the only reason I came to LA. Zach was here, the boys were here, and admittedly Ethan was not. I missed Zach, he hasnât been home in months and it was starting to take a toll on me. We grew up together, he was my first friend when I was 5 and my family moved to Texas. He was the first boy to stand up for me, the first person to show me what friendship is, the one person I know who could make me laugh even when I was as low as I could get, and probably the only guy Iâve ever met who would climb through my window at 2 in the morning just because I ask him to. Heâs been my rock for as long as I could remember and it sucked that he was so far. Donât get me wrong, I am so proud of him. Endlessly proud of him actually, but that doesnât make it any easier. But at least I get to spend the next 2 weeks in LA watching him live out his dream.
I donât think anyone has ever ran off a plane as fast as I just did, but would you blame me? I knew what was going to be waiting on the other side of the gate. And it was going to be Zach.
I pushed my way through the crowds in the airport and towards the doors that were leading me out of the terminal. And as soon as I got out, there he was. On his phone, of course.
âHerron!â I called out to the boy distracted on his phone, a bouquet of flowers hanging from his left hand with the phone in his right. His head shot up as a smile spread across his face.
âY/N!â He exclaimed as I ran into his now open arms.
My arms immediately wrapped themselves around his neck as he grabbed onto my waist pulling me as close as possible to him. I couldnât move because I was so overwhelmed with his warmth, I guess I missed being in his arms more than I realized.
âI missed you so muchâ I mumbled into his ear as his grip on me just tightened.
âNot as much as I missed you, Y/Nâ
I think my favourite part of staying with the boys is the fact that there is always some kind of energy rotating around the house. Whether itâs Daniel yelling at Jack for calling his fiddle a violin or if itâs Zach laughing at himself for switching Jonahâs coffee to decaf. There was always something to do and something to watch.
Right now the boys were actually out and I was alone for the first time in days. Donât get me wrong, I love them all to death but I needed to breath from everything going on in this house. I went and took a long bath, then I showered and shaved before getting out and throwing my hair up in a wet bun. I wasnât in the mood to put on my contacts so I just slipped on my glasses as well as a pair of comfortable shorts and a seemingly clean shirt laying around. I was staying in Zachâs room and he was bunking with Jack for the week. Even though I told him I didnât mind him being in the room with me, he insisted that I didnât want to deal with his farts and heâd rather burden Jack. I just agreed but not without noticing his weird behaviour around me. For the past few days, weâd get close and then heâd just pull away. Heâd just make up some excuse and distance himself from whatever we were doing. Admittedly I had been distancing myself from him too. As soon as he picked me up from the airport 4 days ago, something in me changed. We were standing there in the middle of LAX holding onto each other and I felt as if I could be there forever. With him, in his arms. And I donât know if it was because I hadnât seen him in so long or if it was about me leaving Ethan but something had changed and I couldnât explain it. It just felt right. And I knew it shouldnât have, he was my best friend. He was my everything and I couldnât let something like this get in the way of our friendship. I wonât let something like this get in the way of our friendship.
I was sat on Zachâs bed with my laptop in front of me, a face mask on, and netflix playing in the background. I was watching some movie to pass the time until Zach came through the door.
âHey!â He said as he walked in and threw himself onto the bed.
âWhatâd you guys do today?â I asked as I peeled the mask off my face and looked at the boy in front of me, doing my best to ignore the butterflies that suddenly erupted in my stomach.
âSome interview at some radio show, had a meeting or two that we didnât really need to be at, not much to be honest. What were you up to all alone in the house?â He asked.
âI finally had some peace and quiet for a few hours, took a shower and here i am.â I laughed, realizing I didnât do much. But when I caught a glimpse at Zach, he was staring intently at me. Not me, my shirt.
âIs that my shirt?â He asked. I looked down and realized it was and laughed a little bit.
âI didnât even notice, itâs a nice shirt though. Maybe Iâll take it back with meâ I laughed, and sent him a quick wink. He shuffled around a little but stayed quiet.
âWhat, do you like this shirt too much or something?â I questioned at his sudden silence.
âI just- I doubt Ethan would want you wearing another guys shirtâ He finally spit out, getting up from the bed and walking towards the doorframe.
It took me back, not going to lie. I still hadnât told Zach about me and Ethan breaking up. Zach never liked Ethan but I wasnât ready for an âI told you soâ from him. Not on my break from being near Ethan.
âI donât see why he should care, youâre my best friend.â I said as I watched his eyes fall to the floor.
âItâs none of my business Y/N,â he said forcing out a laugh, and shaking his head so very slightly as he kept his eyes focused on the ground.
I sat up a little straighter as I looked at him intently.
âWe broke up.â I spit out as his head shot up in lightening speed to look at me with wide eyes.
âCome again?â He asked in disbelief
âMe and Ethan broke up. We werenât working out, he wasnât a good guy. What do you want me to say Z? That you were right about him being a jerk, because you were.â I said, not able to look him in the eye.
âWhy didnât you say anything?â He asked quietly
âI think I just needed to accept the fact that I just let him treat me like crap, that I stayed with him longer than I should have. Because you told me what he was like and I still dated him for so long.â I admitted, playing with the loose threads of his blankets as I stared at them intesnly. I heard Zach head back over to the bed as he sat down next to me. I felt his hand cover mine as I brought my gaze up to him.
âI donât care that I was right,â he said with a slight smirk, âI just care that youâre happy. Thatâs all I ever care about.â He said looking into my eyes.
And what happened after that was the most intense moment of my life. We looked at each other and our gazes wouldnât leave each other. Now this is where I admit that I had never wanted anyone to kiss me as badly as I wanted Zach to kiss me at that moment. But as quickly as the moment started, it ended. Zach got up and made some excuse before leaving quickly and leaving me in some kind of trance.
Itâs safe to say that the rest of my time in L.A was just like that. Me and Zach would have these moments that left me questioning our relationship and my feelings (or lack of) for him.
But what changed everything was at the airport when I was going back to Texas. I was saying to all the boys as they all came to send me off. I had gotten to Zach and I was holding onto him tighter than I had ever before. He finally pulled away but still held onto me as he got what I assumed was a last look at me before I left.
âIs that my shirt?â He asked again, a smile forming on his face.
I nod, âIt still smells like you. Maybe itâll be like youâre still hugging me even if youâre not.â I admitted.
Now this, kids, is when our relationship changed forever. When he looked at me with such an intense gaze as he started to lean in. But I think what changed it was when I started to lean in as well. And I think we were only an inch apart when he pulled away.
âYouâll uh- miss your flightâ He stuttered as he rubbed his hand behind his neck.
âUh, youâre right.â I said and nodded to him and the boys one last time before I turned on my heels and ran straight towards the security line.
I looked back one last time to see Zach looking at me in a way Iâd never seen. As if he wanted to say something or do something but he was holding himself back. I was just stood there in front of the security line, staring at him so intensely not able to move.
And then as if something had clicked inside him, he ran towards me. Determination was across his face as he came charing at me. As soon as he reached me he didnât say anything, he just grabbed me by my waist and kissed me. It was passionate and intense and everything I had ever hoped a kiss would be, everything and more.
âLast boarding call for Dallas.â
And just like that the moment had come and gone as we looked into each others eyes gasping for air. Neither of us able to say a word until I murmured a goodbye and turned around and left.
It was all I could think about on my flight home. It was all I could think about driving back to my house. Hell it was all I could think about for weeks. Neither Zach or I had brought anything up for weeks.
It wasnât until I was sitting at the kitchen counter of my house when the doorbell rang. I got up to open the door when I saw Zach standing outside, yet again holding a bouquet of flowers in his left hand and a smile crossing his face.
âOh my god!â I screamed as I jumped into his arms. He laughed as he held onto me.
âY/N!â He laughed into my ear.
âZachary Dean! What in the world are you doing here?â I asked
Then he got quiet. He scratched the back of his neck, something I knew he did when he was nervous.
âI- I couldnât stop thinking about you.â He said quietly, a small laugh coming out of his mouth. But the laugh was more at himself than the situation.
âI would hope youâre always thinking of me.â I asked, confused.
âI do! Thatâs the thing, I always think about you. Itâs just, Iâve been thinking about whether or not you were thinking of me.â He finally spit out after stuttering for a few minutes.
âZach-â I started, knowing what he was getting out.
âY/N, I love you. I know Iâm being selfish right now and putting our friendship on the line, but itâs true. I canât take it anymore, not telling you. I love you. Iâve loved you since we were kids, I canât remember ever wanting to be with anyone else. Youâre everything I want and need and more. Iâm so in love with you.â He exclaimed, taking both me and himself back.
I was quiet. I didnât say anything, I was trying to process what he said. I mean, I had always hoped he had feelings for me. Because when we were younger I was crazy about him. I was with Ethan as a way of convincing myself that I never had a chance with Zach. Most of me and Ethanâs problems were about how he was convinced I would pick Zach over him in a heart beat. And it was true. I would have.
âSay something. Literally anything, Y/N.â He begged me as I looked into his eyes.
âIâve never been happier to see you, or to hear your annoying voice.â I finally said, a smile playing my lips as I wrapped my arms around his neck. He smiled, wrapping his arms around my waist, pulling me closer to him. I felt the flowers against my back as he leaned his forehead on mine.
âIs that my shirt?â He smirked.
âIf you donât shut your annoying ass up, Iâll leave you out here on the doorstep and find someone else to kiss.â I whispered
âYou know, I think Jackâs free.â Zach smirked
âYou know, I heard he has a cute bandmate, Zachary Dean or something like that.â I said as he brought his lips closer and closer to mine.
âOh yeah?â He whispered
âHeâs the one I want to kiss.â
Then his annoying ass finally closed the gap and kissed me. And I had never felt more whole than I had at that moment.
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