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[danielseeme29]

Tease // Zach Herron (smut)

A/N writing this in class lmaoo

Currently zach and I are out for dinner with the rest of the guys, Franny and Lera.

I get bored so I decided to tease zach, I put my hand on his thigh slowly rubbing getting higher and higher until my hand is on his crotch.

He glares at me and coughs "are you okay dude?" Daniel asks "yeah I'm good just choked on my water" zach replies trying not to be suspicious.

I start rubbing my hand on his crotch faster and faster, he starts moving around in his seat like he can't sit still.

Franny looks at me with a knowing look, she stares and me and sips her water.

"I'm gonna go to the bathroom" zach says and runs off "what was that about?" Jonah asks and I just walk off to find him.

"Zach?" I ask walking into the men's bathroom, I hear moaning and open the stall to see him jerking off "you want some help?" I ask.

He doesn't reply but shoves me against the wall, moves my underwear and sticks his dick in my wap.

He continued thrusting as he puts his hand around my throat and squeezes.

I feel him twitch inside me and his ropes of cum shoot inside me.

Shit I hope I don't get pregnant, fuck it.

He pulls his pants up and walks out of that bathroom like nothing happened.

I stare at the door in disbelief "motherfucker" I groan and clean myself up and join the others.

[uwuierazzyjazzyuwuie-blog]

Corbyn sitting on the sofa:

I’m SO bored.

Zach in the sink: Me to.

Jack on the roof of the house: Me three.

Jonah on top of the tv: Me four.

Daniel in a tree: Me five!

Corbyn: What the fuck-

[bbycmb]

Disobedient ~ Jonah Marais (smut)

WARNING: NSFW (Not Safe For Work)

Y/n’s POV

“I’ll be home in an hour is that okay?” 

I sighed as I read the text. I replied with a simple, “It’s fine, get home safe, I love you xx” to which Jonah replied, “I will, I love you too xx”. I was undeniably sexually frustrated and my boyfriend was in the studio. I’m not mad that he’s doing something he loves, just really sexually frustrated.

I play with the tie of my silky robe and start looking around the room to look for something to keep my mind off the ache between my legs. I look over at the wardrobe and remember my draw of goodies. I make my way over to the wardrobe and open a draw revealing all of my sex toys. Jonah and I like to try new things and a huge part of experimenting is toys. I grab the closest vibrator I had, a small gold one. I remembered the last time I used it. It was when Jonah was on tour he had sent a gift to me. You should’ve seen the shock on my face when I received a vibrator in the mail. I FaceTimed him that night and told him about his wonderful gift. That night he asked me if I could show him using it, I was hesitant but decided to give it a go.

I smirked making my way over to the bed, undoing the tie to my robe. I crawled on to the bed and leaned my upper body against the headboard. I unhooked my bra, tossing it carelessly on the floor. I decided to leave my panties on. I began playing with my breasts massaging them and flicking my nipples to make them hard. I then slowly made my way to my panties, I began rubbing myself through the material, imagining they were Jonah’s fingers. I then grabbed the vibrator and placed it on top of the fabric. The vibrations sending me into a haze of pleasure. I bucked my hips up at the feeling, my back arching of the bed.

A cough was heard from across the room. My eyes shot open and I removed the vibrator, hiding it behind me. Leaning against the doorway was Jonah, clad in a white top and blue jeans.

“Here I was, going to surprise you by coming home early, but I guess the roles are reversed,” he ushered for me to stand up. I stood up and made my way over to him, covering up my breasts.

Jonahs’s lips instantly crashed on mine, his hands cupping my cheeks. My fingers roaming his hair, pulling on the roots slightly. I smirked as I felt his hard-on through his jeans on my stomach. His hands roughly grabbing my thighs lifting me up and slamming me against the wall. Using one hand, Jonah moved my hair away from my neck and began sucking harshly at the skin. My head thrown back and my hands gripping on to his shoulder tightly.

He moved from the wall and began making his way to the bed. Suddenly my back landed on the mattress, Jonah standing at the edge of the bed, smirking. His hands travelled up from my stomach to my arms. I then felt metal touch my wrists. I look up to notice Jonah, cuffing me to the bed.

“Jonah, what the fuck?” Don’t get me wrong I love this, but I’m heavily frustrated and all I wanted was his dick in me. I can’t handle teasing, not right now.

“Did you really think you wouldn’t get a punishment for touching yourself baby? Do you really think I’m that lenient?” He smirked as he took off his top and jeans. His cock, seen easily through the material of his boxers. I could almost see him throbbing, I knew he wanted me as much as I wanted him.

Jonah began caressing my skin. First my stomach then my inner thighs. His fingers grazed the wet spot of my underwear. I bucked my hips at the slight contact. He smirked at me, deciding to continue his torture. He used his thumb and pressed my clit. I screamed at the sudden pleasure. My hips coming off the bed. I needed his touch, I needed him. Jonah let his fingers graze my entrance through my panties, then they were gone, his fingers making their way into his mouth.

“Even with underwear I can still taste you. You taste so good,” I watched as he sucks on the tips of his fingers, making eye contact with me. I moaned and whined lifting my hips up and moving around.

Jonah then leaned down and kissed my heat, letting his lips linger. I threw my head back, my wrists tugging at the cuffs, just wanting to run my fingers through his hair as he ate me out.

Jonah’s fingers then went inside my panties, rubbing me slightly. He then removed the fabric and threw it across the room. His fingers began gently rubbing me, the pleasure took over me and made me cum instantly. Jonah fingers moved away from me.

“I didn’t say to cum Y/n, oh well it makes it easier to decide your punishment; over-stimulation,” my head shot up and I began begging him not to.

“Please Jonah, you know I can’t do over-simulation, remember New Years? I couldn’t handle it, please Jonah just fuck me,” Jonahs face showed a slight hint of concern, but soon that vanished.

“Baby, don’t you remember? You were screaming for more that night. The morning after you told me it was the best sex you’d ever had. You can’t trick me this time Y/n,” my cheeks heated up. He caught me, I’d thought he wouldn’t remember since we both were slightly intoxicated. He’s right, that was the best sex I’d ever had, but I can’t do it right now with my heat being so sensitive after my first orgasm.

Jonah went over to our wardrobe and opened one of the draws revealing all my sex toys. He pulled out my wireless vibrator. A black matte one, with a white head. It was the fastest one I had, the speeds making me come undone in a matter of seconds.

“I don’t think I’ve seen you use this love, how ‘bout we try?” Jonah smirked as he turned it on the lowest speed. He placed the tip of the vibrator on my left nipple, the vibration making them hard instantly. He smirked at the effect. Jonah then dragged the vibrator agonisingly slowly across my stomach and down my legs. He then dragged it softly along my inner thighs. The vibrations going straight to my core. My hips bucked up, my eyes closed taking in the sensations. Suddenly the vibrations hit my core at a higher speed. The jerk put the speed to its highest level.

I was moaning loudly as my orgasm approached, my body began moving around trying to get rid of it, but wanting more at the same time. My hands grabbing my cuffs tightly. I felt the rising feeling in my stomach growing. I screamed out Jonah’s name, as I came. He didn’t take the vibrator off causing me to go into overdrive. My head thrown back, arms and legs tense. The vibrations so high making me cum again and again, until I had cum three times. Jonah slowly took the toy away from my heat, smirking at my weakened body.

My arms were dangling form the cuffs, my legs worn out. I was breathing heavily. My eyes opened to Jonah, he smirked as he put the vibrator on our bed side table.

Jonah then removed his underwear to reveal his large member throbbing with need. He then moved to the side of the bed where my head was.

“Open up your mouth for daddy sweetheart,” Jonah instructed as he began stroking himself. I opened my mouth enthusiastically, excited that I could give him pleasure. He lined his cock with my mouth, placing the tip on my awaiting tongue. I moved my head and raised my eyebrow at him.

“You know, I could give you the best blow job of your life, if I wasn’t tied to the bed? Un-cuff me and I’ll give you the best orgasm of your life,” Jonah smirked but agreed, un-cuffing me. I touched my wrists to notice the red lines.

Jonah saw and took ahold of them, kissing them each with a sympathetically look on his face.

“I’m sorry,” I smiled at his concern and shook my head, touching his cheek.

“It’s fine Jonah, it didn’t hurt, you didn’t hurt me,” Jonah nodded before going on the bed, leaning against the headboard. He was slowly stroking himself, watching my every move as I turned to face him.

I kissed Jonah, with an urgency, taking him off guard. I then felt around ‘till I felt what I needed. I placed the cuff behind me where I had easy access to it.  I then ran my fingers through his hair, earning a low moan from Jonah.

I then felt around for the other cuff and found it next to my leg, I placed it next to the other cuff, making sure Jonah wouldn’t notice.

I started kissing his neck, sucking on his sweet spot. I began dragging my finger nails down his torso, feeling his abs tense by my touch. I began leaving kisses down his torso, until I reached his twitching cock. I wrapped my small hand around the base and began moving up and down. Jonah threw his head back and moaned loudly. I kitty licked the swollen tip, making him moan and his eyes to close. I then moved up from his cock to his torso running my hands up again. I began kissing his neck, he closed his eyes and moaned at my teasing. I then moved the cuffs in the small space between him and headboard. I then ran my hands down his back pulling him forward kissing him hard. I went down his back and grabbed the cuffs, carefully pulling them up. I then put my hands through one of the holes and turned the cuff around so it was on the back of my hand. I then went up his arms firmly placing them on the headboard. I kissed him hard, beginning to grind on his crotch. I then grabbed his wrists an flicked the cuff around him so it went around his wrist, taking my hand out of the other hole. I then puled away from Jonah and cuffed him to the bed. Jonah's eyes opened wide once he realised what I’d done. he began pulling on his wrists but it wouldn’t move. I stood up and pulled his legs down the bed, forcing him to lie down. I smirked at his confused expression.

“Did you really think you wouldn’t be punished for teasing me baby? Do you really think I’m that lenient?” I teased with his earlier words. I sat on the side of the bed, dragging my nail across his torso. I then leaned down and began kissing his neck, moving my hand up and down his shaft.

“Fuck Y/n..” Jonah dragged out. I moved from my position and made my way to his dick, noticing how red it had gotten. I licked the tip watching as he squirmed underneath me. I saw him grasping tightly onto the cuffs, his knuckles turning white.

I licked from the base of his shaft to the tip, taking him into my mouth. I began sucking on his tip, always looking at his face. Jonah’s mouth was open wide and his eyes were closed, his head thrown back and turning form side to side.

Then I took as much of him as I could into my mouth sucking, I used my hand for the rest of him I couldn’t get in. I started deep throating him. A loud moan emitted from Jonah as he began jerking his hips up. I took my mouth off him.

“Don’t jerk up or I’ll stop,” I said sternly. He nodded, his eyes pleading me to go back. I smirked and without another word put him back into my mouth, I began sucking harder and my hand began moving faster. Jonah’s head was thrown all the way back and his breathing got heavier. I could feel his cock twitch and in seconds he had came in my mouth. I spat the cum into the bin next to the bed and got up from my position. Jonah had regained his even breathing and was now begging for me to un-cuff him. But I had other plans.

“Sit up,” I demanded, he pulled on the cuffs and sat up.

His cock was still stiff and erect. I moved to a straddling position, making sure to not touch his crotch. I then moved the tip of his cock to my entrance, placing it in slightly. I then slid down his whole member releasing a moan as I closed my eyes at the feeling. I looked at Jonah to notice his mouth hung open and his eyes were slightly closed. I began going up and down his shaft, bouncing slightly. I then began grinding on him, feeling how deep his member was going. I held on to his shoulders and placed my head in the crook on his neck, moaning in his ear.

“Un-cuff me! Un-cuff me right now Y/n! I need to touch you!” I obliged and un-cuffed him. His hands instantly going to the back of my head bringing me in to kiss him. The kiss was deep and loving. His hands moved to my hips and helped them rock against him. I moaned into the crook of his neck as he went deeper and deeper. I felt the familiar knot in my stomach.

“I’m gonna c-cum Jonah,” I whispered into his ear.

“So am I, cum for be Y/n,” As soon as the words left his lips I came undone. I was a moaning mess. I raked my nails down his back, moaning loudly.

Jonah came seconds after me. He began thrusting upwards riding his orgasm out. His mouth formed an ‘O’ shape and his eyes shut tightly, moaning my name over and over again. We both rode out our climaxes.

Breathing heavily, I got off Jonah and laid down on the bed next to him. Jonah pulled me by the waist closer to him. I rested my head on his chest, hearing his racing heartbeat. We were lying there panting in each others arms.

“Does that teach you a lesson about not touching yourself when I’m not home?” Jonah breathed out, smirking down at me. I nodded, leaning up and kissing him gently. My fingers going form his jaw to his cheek. I noticed the red marks on my wrists and traced them, they didn’t hurt but it looked like it should’ve.

Jonah noticed, he gently held my wrists in his hands, examining them. His eyes filled with concern, guilt and sympathy. I kissed his cheek whispering “it’s not your fault” over and over again.

Jonah pulled me into a kiss, his hands running up and down my arm, leaving goosebumps.

“I love you Y/n, so much,” Jonah said as he leaned his forehead against mine. I leaned up and kissed him softly.

“I love you too Jonah, so much."

A/n: this is my first smut so I hope you liked it, also y/n is on The pill.

[noodles-send-n00ds]

shy - daniel seavey

pairings: female!reader x daniel

warning: none

requested by anon: Could you do an imagine where the reader (girl but can be neutral if u want) is dating Daniel and the boys and their girlfriends don’t really like her cause she seems stuck up but in reality she’s just really shy and someone Daniel hears the boys say something and he confronts them? Please and thank you! 💗

summary: y/n is so nervous to meet daniel’s bandmates and their girlfriends that her shyness overcomes her.

a/n: i changed the plot just a smidge.

MASTERLIST

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“please, y/n. i want my girl there,” your boyfriend pleaded through his side of the phone. 

daniel had been trying to convince you to go to this “get together” thing for a couple weeks now. you would’ve loved to go if you didn’t have to introduce yourself to his entire band and their girlfriends. it’s not that you didn’t like them (from the stories daniel tells you, they’re amazing) but you were so scared you would say the wrong thing or something idiotic because these are the people who have the biggest impression on daniel. 

another factor that didn’t help your case was the fact you were incredibly shy. you struggled with it for the majority of your life and daniel was the only person who actually cracked open your shell and got you to be comfortable around him all the time. 

but, besides daniel knowing this, he kept pestering you about the little party. you finally gave in so he would stop annoying you. 

“fine. i’ll go,” you sighed.

“yay! they’re so excited to meet you!” daniel cheered. “now, i gotta go but i’ll talk to you later love bug!”

you two said your goodbyes and ended your phone call. you plopped on the bed, thinking about tomorrow and if they will actually like you.

your eyelids slowly got heavy and before you knew it, you were drifting into a deep sleep. dreaming about how the next day would go. 

“wake up! i brought coffee!” you heard a voice that woke you from your deep slumber. you opened one eye and saw daniel dressed nicely and placing a starbucks cup on your nightstand. you sit up and stretch. “look she’s awake!”

“shut up,” you laugh through a yawn and reach over for the coffee. “thanks for the coffee.”

“no problem. anything for my princess,” daniel smiled and sat down next to you.

“why are you here?”

“to help you get ready for the get-together today,” he looked at you in “duh” tone.

“oh, yeah,” you looked down at the floor.

“hey, i don’t want to overstep and boundaries. if you don’t want to meet them yet, that’s fine,” he told you and you turned to make eye contact with him. he looked a little sad and you couldn’t say no.

“it’s okay. i’m going,” you gave him a closed-mouth smile. 

“thanks, baby,” he kissed your cheek. “go get ready! we only have an hour.”

“an hour?” you gasped and ran into your closet.

***

after an hour and fifteen minutes (daniel kept complaining about being late) of you getting ready, the two of you finally scrambled into his car and drove in the direction of the why don’t we boys house. 

if you were to describe how you felt, nervous was an understatement. these were the people daniel admired and looked up to. these were his brothers, the people he was with all the time. not to mention, their gorgeous girlfriends, who were everything compared to you, you thought.

“everything’s going to be fine, love,” daniel grabbed your hand and rubbed circles on the back of it with the padding of his thumb, noticing your tenseness. 

you hummed an “mhm” to him. his words weren’t really comforting or helping but you wanted him to feel good so you cracked him a small smile.

you pulled up the boys’ house and you could hear the music blasting from the house. daniel parked the car and gave you the “you wanna do this?” look. you nodded and got out of the car. daniel grabbed your hand, giving it a squeeze.

daniel opened the door and you inhaled and exhaled deeply. the nerves not going away but you were hoping they did. 

“hey guys!” daniel waved at everyone on the couch in the living room. 

“daniel! and this must be, y/n,” a nice girl said, jumping off of the couch and walking over to you. “i’m gabbie.”

you gave her a small nod and a tiny smile. not really knowing what to say or how to say it. 

the rest of the people introduced themselves to you and you did the same thing: smile and nod. you avoided eye contact as much as you could.

“there are drinks in the fridge if you want one,” zach told you. you mumbled a “thanks” and headed over to the fridge. 

christina, tate, and gabbie followed you and jumped on the countertops as you grabbed a sprite.

“so what do you do?” tate asked you, genuinely interested.

“i’m a fashion designer,” you responded, not thinking about reciprocating the question.

“that’s cool. who do you design for?” christina asked.

“a few celebrities.” it’s true some celebrities wanted you to design them. it was easy for you to talk to them because you were talking about something you loved, fashion. but this situation was very nerve-wracking for you.

“wow! would we know any?” gabbie was next in asking questions.

you shrugged, “maybe.” it probably looked as if you were showing off the fact you’ve worked with famous people.

you all walked back into the living room where the boys were and you sat down next to daniel, sipping your sprite.

“so y/n, where are you from?” corbyn questioned.

“i’m from washington,” you didn’t look up.

“oh me too! wherein washington?” tate asked.

“from-” you got cut off by your phone. you pulled it out of your back pocket and looked at the caller. it was your boss. ”i have to take this.” you left the room to go answer the call.

everyone around daniel, sat in silence. they were all thinking the same thing and neither one wanted to break it to him.

“i’ll say it,” gabbie said and daniel looked at her, confused. some of the boys were making gestures that signified her to stop talking but she kept going, “y/n’s stuck up.”

“what?” daniel was beyond confused at why gabbie would say that.

“y/n. she doesn’t engage in conversation and thinks she so great because her job involves her working with celebrities,” gabbie stated and jack looked at her with a “why?” expression written on his face.

“do you guys think so too?” daniel looked around the room at his bandmates, his best friends. they shrugged not wanting to cross any lines but daniel knew them better than anyone.

“daniel, maybe she’s not the right one. you need a girl who isn’t as stuck-up-” dnaiel cut off christina.

“y/n is not stuck-up. she is the most caring person i know. she was so nervous to come here because she didn’t want you guys to hate her. she took half an hour to pick out an outfit that christina would like based on her videos. she made sure she knew something about surfboarding for gabbie and tried to think of places tate could go to in seattle. she taught herself some things about harry potter, how to skateboard, small concepts about space, and looked up things zach could get reese and ryan. y/n has been preparing to meet you guys for so long but she could never bring herself to do it because she’s pretty shy. if you guys got to know her, you would’ve known that. don’t jump to conclusions,” daniel stood up, leaving all his friends in shock at the speech he had just given.

“daniel, don’t expose me like that,” you came from around the corner and laughed, crying happy tears because of your sweet boyfriend.

“sorry,” he scratched the back of his neck.

“it was sweet. thank you,” you hugged him.

“y/n, we’re very sorry. that’s so cool that you did that for all of us,” jonah told you, speaking on behalf of everyone.

“it’s okay. i’m sorry i made you feel like i was stuck up. you guys just scare the crap out of me because you mean so much to daniel and i knew i couldn’t screw this up,” you told them. they all nodded.

“i wanna hear your ideas about what to get ryan because his birthday’s coming up,” zach said, standing up.

“i want to see you skateboard!” jack butted in.

“i’ll listen to all the fashion tips you have to,” christina added.

the rest of the afternoon was getting to know everyone. you felt comfortable here and free to be yourself. it felt like home.

that’s a good feeling.

***

[boomboomboomwayhoo]

she was a bitch ~ zach herron

“zach, come look at this,” you called out for him from the other side of the men’s section of forever 21. 

“hmm?” he questioned once he returned to your side. he had originally never wanted to come to forever 21 but he agreed once he saw how excited you were to go. however, he wasn’t expecting this shopping trip to be for him. 

“i think you’d look really good in this,” you told him, lifting the pink t shirt that looked almost bleached up off of the counter to hold it up to him. 

“really?” he raised an eyebrow at you, taking the shirt into his own hands to get a better look at it. “i don’t know, baby,” he sighed, reaching to put the shirt back on the table only for you to stop him. 

“cmon, please just try it on!” you begged, pulling out your puppy dog eyes which you knew always worked on him. 

“take me to the dressing room,” he sighed once again, holding out his hand so that you could drag him to the back corner of the store where the dressing rooms were. he had faked an angry expression to keep up with the act that he didn’t want to be here but the second you turned around he let the smile explode on his face. he loved how you always got so excited over the smallest things, so much he couldn’t help but smile. 

“how many?” the woman who stood outside of the dressing rooms asked you and zach once you arrived. you saw her eyes wonder up and down zach’s body as a small smirk creeped on his face, however he failed to notice it from the fact that he was counting the items that you had shoved into his hands. you shot her a glare which you knew she saw. 

“four,” he confirmed a moment later. she nodded, much more cheery now than before having gotten a good look at zach in all of his glory. 

“you gonna wait out here, baby?” zach asked right before he entered the dressing room. 

“yeah,” you replied simply. “come out here and show me everything you try on, though! i wanna be able to see my master piece,” you winked. he rolled his eyes but chuckled nonetheless as he shut the dressing room door behind him. you could see him kicking off his white high tops from the opening underneath the door. 

“so,” the same woman from before huffed, leaning against the wall right next to where you were seated. you said nothing, rather just looked up at her questioningly. 

“how long have you and pretty boy been together?” she asked. you could tell that there was an undertone of bitterness in her voice, and you returned it right back. 

“almost a year.” 

“oh, well you better keep an eye on him. with him looking like that and you looking like that,” she said, looking you up and down the same way she did to zach. “he could leave you in a hot minute, and he probably will so watch out.” 

you scoffed at how rude this lady who was supposed to be ‘improving your shopping experience’ was being. “i’m sorry, i think you have the wrong idea,” you shook your head, trying your hardest to remain calm and not blow up on this woman. 

“alright,” she gigged, looking down at her nails. clearly, she wasn’t satisfied with your reaction. you rolled your eyes and looked over to zach’s dressing room, anxiously waiting for him to come out.

“ya know, your boy toy looks oddly familiar,” she commented again.  

“uh, yeah. he’s actually in a band,” you told her, a smile making it’s way onto your face. you were so so so proud of zach and anytime his success came up in conversation, you instantly became giddy. 

“oh, so he has even more of an opportunity to sneak off with another girl,” she chuckled. at this point, she knew she was pushing your buttons and she wanted to see how far she could push. “i mean, assuming they go on tour with their probably trash music. imagine all of the girls he meets who are just dying to get with him!” 

she wasn’t wrong. he did meet a ton of girls who were ‘dying to get with him,’ but you knew that there was no way that he ever would do that to you. you knew that well. 

“listen,” you nearly growled at the woman. her head shot up from looking down at her nails at your sudden confrontation with her. “i don’t know what it is you’re poking at, but it needs to stop.” you pushed yourself off of the bench you were sitting on to get closer to the woman so that you would not have to start a scene. “my boy toy and i are very happy together. he is incredibly successful and meets a lot of supporters daily, but he would never cheat on me with them. with anyone! we have a future together and we both know it, and it is in fact none of your business to get into, but thank you for the effort.” 

her eyes widened. clearly, she wasn’t used to being confronted as you had just done. as if on cue, zach emerged from the dressing room wearing the same clothes he had been wearing all day with the clothes you had sent him in with in his hand. 

“listen, babe-” he began but you cut him off quickly. 

“zach, let’s get the fuck out of here,” you rushed him, taking the clothes out of his hands and carelessly putting them on the counter where the unwanted clothes belonged. you continued to grab hold of his bicep and take him out of the store with you promptly. 

“baby,” he chuckled as you dragged him all the way out the front door. “what the fuck did you do?” he continued giggling once you stopped moving. 

“she was a bitch,” you mumbled. 

“what do you mean? the girl at the changing rooms? but she seemed so nice!”

“she wasn’t.” 

“what made you blow up?” he asked, already knowing for a fact that you had some sort of argument with the woman. 

“well first she told me that your music was trash and then she told me that you probably meet tons of fans all the time which completely contradicts the first thing because if it was trash you wouldn’t have fans to meet and then she told me that you were going to leave me for one of them and i wasn’t having it!” you rambled, taking a deep breath afterwards. 

“so you told her off?” zach clarified. 

“yeah kinda,” you mumbled, suddenly becoming flustered. he smiled at your blushing cheeks cheesily before wrapping his arm around your shoulder tightly. 

“that’s my girl,” he smiled, pressing a kiss to your temple as the two of you continued to aimlessly wonder the city. 

a/n: hella unedited oopsies 

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Pregnant at 17~ |Z.H| pt.1

(A/N: I’m a new writer and I tried to make this as good as possible. Please leave any suggestions!)

Warnings: Swear words, sex

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You sit there with a pregnancy test in hand.. Zachary Dean Herron. My boyfriend....My baby daddy. He can’t take care of me, this child, and a career. He’s in an uprising band, I don’t know what to do.

~~

“(Y/N)! Darling how are you?” Myta says, “ I haven’t seen you in 2 weeks!”

I know it seems cliche, but ever since Zach and I were born we have been bestfriends, and we ended up dating. Our moms were bestfriends so we basically were destined to be besties also.

“I’ve been fine! how are you and the family? Zach hasn’t said anything about you guys lately.”

“Oh we have been fine.” she speaks as we walk to the kitchen. “ We are actually taking the kids for a 2 day little get away. Zach refused to come though. He was talking about how since he was home he wanted to see his old friends, which is understandable.”

“Yea, Zach never said anything about that to me. Suppose he just wants some time with them.” Me and Myta keep a conversation until Reese runs down the stairs.

“Mommy I can’t figure out what to pack.”

“Honey take (Y/N) up to your room and she can help.”

“Oh my gosh I would love that. C’mon babe.” and then Reese drags me up the stairs.

After a good hour Reese and I are done packig and I head to Zach’s room.

I open the door and he’s napping peacefully on his bed with soft music playing in his room. (here’s the link to the song I imagine playing https://youtu.be/86q2lDDzmnc)

I walk over to him and lightly push his shoulder.

“Baby, wake up.” When he doesn’t wake, I straddle his waist and press my lips against his.

He starts to kiss back and when I pull away he grins up at me.

“Best way to wake up ever.”

I start laughing and he pulls me down to lay with him.

“Baby come on..your mom made lunch and they are leaving after.” And he starts to whine.

“But I’m comfy.” I get up and pull him out of bed.

“I love you” Zach goes to kiss me but I quickly run down the stairs and I hear him shouting, “ Not fair!”

~~

After the Herron family left, Zach grabbed me by my waist and kissed me.

“Why didn’t you tell me you would be home alone for 2 days?”

“Because it was meant to be a surprise. You would stay the night here with me and we would spend all day together tomorrow.”

“Your mom said you were visiting old friends.”

“I’m here for a while. I got time to do that later.”

I giggle as he drags me up the stairs. “You can pick out a movie. and I’ll make the popcorn.” He says.

I picked out the Harry Potter series, I myself am a potterhead to the max.

“Babe! I got the movie in.”

Zach came rushing inside with popcorn and fell over a pair of socks, the popcorn and butter going everywhere, including him.

“oh my god.” he lifts up his head and we both burt out laughing. he pulls me into the floor with him and rubs butter all over my face and shirt.

“Really?”

“Thats for laughing at me.”

“You were laughing too!”

“Oh well, guess we gotta take a shower.”

“together? oh hell no.”

“Oh come on, it will save water and you have nothing to worry about. It’s just me. You’re beautiful (Y/N).”

Zach stands up and starts the water. He steps down and jumps in.

“Come on in, the waters hot just like you.”

“Stop making me blush.” I say as I step in.

“Oh I’m going to make you do more than that.”

I walk into his arms as he attacks my neck with kisses. I lean my head to the side so he has more space on my neck. He wraps his arms around my waist and his hands find their way to my chest.

I moan as he grips my boobs and starts to massage them. “God herron you know how to make a girl feel good.”

“Oh I can do..so much more than this.” he whispers. And with that he turns me around and pushes me against the wall of the shower and starts to kiss down my chest, to my stomach..

I wake up cuddled into Zach’s warm embrace with his arms tightly wrapped around my body. I successfully escape without waking him up and quietly walk downstairs.

I guess I should make breakfast.

~~

I hear a knock, and when I open the door I am greeted by Zach.

“Hey baby.”

“Hi handsome.”

“Here for anything?”

“Yea, you.” and he pushes me up against the back of my door.

“Babe, not now. I promised you I would cook and I can’t if we are having sex.”

“Ugh fine. But only if I can help.”

We ended up making dinner and just chilling for the rest of the night. But it got interesting in the morning...

“(Y/N), baby I made you breakfast.”

“Oh my god is the house on fire?”

“No, everythings fine. I’m hurt you think I would burn down your house.”

“I love you babe, but you’re not the most trustworthy in the kitchen.” I giggle.

I suddenly get this feeling like my stomach is doing flips. I quickly run to the bathroom and end up puking whatever was in my stomach.

Zach was there holding my hair up.

“ You need to get out of this room. You shouldn’t have to see me like this.”

“No, I’m staying here until you feel better. What medicine do you have in here?” He asks.

“ It’s probably all expired, you would have to go to the st-“ and then I start throwing up again.

“Baby I think you should go to the doctor.”

“No please I hate the -“ Before I can finish I am yet again over the toilet, this time dry heaving.

“doctors. Yea okay maybe you’re right.”Just give me a little more time.”

The next hour I stayed in the bathroom, dry heaving when Zach decided it was time to go to the doctors.

“Baby come on. We are going to the doctors.” About 30 minutes later of Zach worrying about me, we were at the hospital.

“Ms. (Y/L/N)?”

“Thats me.” Zach and I stand up and follow the nurse into the exam room. There I explain to her what is happening and she nods and says the doctor will be with us in a few minutes.

When he shows up the doctor has me pee in a cup and now I’m a nervouse wreck.

“Baby the worst that could happen is you could have the stomach virus.” He reasons.

“You’re right. I’m overreacting. I’ll be fine.”

The doctor comes in with a smile.

“Okay miss, the results came back. You’re pregnant. Here are the prenatal vitamins you’ll need to take everyday. Have a good day.” He hands me the vitamins and walks out the door.

“oh my god. I’m going to be a dad.”

[danielseeme29]

Amnesia // Zach Herron

TW!! suicide, and overdosing!

A/N: based off of amnesia by 5 seconds of summer aka one of my favorite bands of all time.

Y/N's pov:

"I drove past Zachs childhood home, I have so many memories there, we were constantly wasted and giggly.

I miss him so much, I start to think about the last time I kissed him, his lips were so soft, he tasted so sweet.

I'm still friends with the guys, they always tell me he's fine and he's moved on which really breaks my heart, it's like we never happened, it was all lies.

I wonder if he thinks about me when hes with her or if he misses me and feels lonely even though she's right beside him.

I wonder if when she says things that upset him he read our old texts.

I'm starting to think everything we went through was bullshit, if he really loved me how could he be fine? I'm not fine at all.

I remember the day we broke up, he said some nasty things, told me he was leaving and walked out on me leaving me a crying mess with makeup running down my face.

We had many dreams about getting married and eventually starting a family, I guess we don't need those anymore along with the wishes we had.

I hate remembering everything I just wish i could wake up with amnesia and forget about everything we went through like how it felt sleeping next to him in his warm embrace, I can't escape the memories.

I still have all the pictures he sent me, when I feel alone I look at them, missing him more.

I keep to myself alot, my friends are always asking why I'm not hanging out with them, it just hurts to know he's happy and that he moved on.

I haven't seen him in so long that when someone mentions his name it's like a stab to the heart.

I wish i could wake up with him still beside me like it was all a twisted dream, I'd hold him closer than i ever have before and I wouldn't let him slip away.

I'm really not fine at all"

I finish writing on the letter, I love him too much to live without him, it doesn't even feel like I'm living at all.

I leave the letter on the bathroom sink as I grab the handful of pills and put them into my mouth.

I take a big chug of water swallowing the cluster and crawl into my warm bed with tears slowly falling from my eyes.

I close my eyes and slowly everything goes black and I fall asleep, never to wake up again.

I'm really not fine at all.

[noodles-send-n00ds]

fallen - jonah marais ft. zach herron

pairings: gender neutral!reader x jonah, gender neutral!reader x bestie!zach

warning: there’s a curse word at the bottom

requested by anon: can you do an imagine where zach and his best friend, who is abused, reunite and she ends up falling for jonah

summary: y/n goes to visit zach, their best friend, for a whole summer. y/n didn’t expect to fall for someone so quickly.

a/n: so i didn’t really want to include the abused part and i honestly don’t really have an explanation. but i hope you still enjoy it nonetheless.

not my gif

***

before zach became big and famous, you and zach were attached at the hip. growing up next to each other made it easy for you two to see other and practically spend almost every minute of the day together. 

but since he moved away things changed.

you two still kept in contact, of course, but it was different without zach. you entered your junior year alone and with only a couple of friends. they were good friends of yours but nothing was the same without zach. 

you two would talk all of lunch and laugh at some stupid things one person said that day or groan over your next big test. you would even manage to text each other from different classes, one of you almost always getting their phone taken away. zach would pass you funny pick up lines and you would always roll your eyes but make some up and send them back.

when he invited you to spend the summer in l.a with him and the boy’s, you were thrilled. you would get to see him for the first time in a little less than a year. you immediately started packing for the couple months you would spend there.

“whoa, why are you packing?” your younger sister asked you.

“i’m going to l.a to be with zach!” you practically screamed into her ear.

“jesus, shut up,” she walked away into her room, going on her phone.

you ignored her and continued to pack practically everything you owned, excitement pumping through your veins. you knew that your mom would be down for it since she loved the herron’s and knew zach would take great care of you l.a.

***

you landed in lax, speed walking to the front entrance to find zach. you just wanted to hug him and feel his warmth since it had been so long since the last time. you saw him standing there in jeans and a loose white t-shirt.

his face lit up when he saw you and you started running towards him. once you made contact, you embraced each other in a big hug. he lifted you off of the ground and spun you around before safely placing you down.

“i missed you so much, y/n,” zach told you as he pulled apart from the hug.

“i missed you too, zachary,” you smiled at him. he grabbed your hand and pulled you out the place where his car was.

“i can’t wait for you to meet the boys! they are going to be ecstatic! i talk about you all the time!” he told you, putting your luggage in the car and you laughed at him.

“i can’t wait either! they’re hot,” you admitted and he glared at you.

“no, nope, nada. you can’t date one,” he said, getting in the car.

“who said i was going to be dating one? it might just be a one night only thing,” you laughed and zach punched you in the arm.

“i hate you.”

“you wish.”

“anyways, what’s going on with becky? did she admit her lip injections yet? what about david? still an airheaded douchebag?” he questioned, asking you about people that attended your school back in texas. 

***(another time skip lmao)

you made it to the house that your best friend and his best friends lived in. zach helped you carry in your luggage and you took your time to admire the place he resided in. it was big and beautiful. this was practically the dream home for anyone.

once you got inside, you were immediately welcomed by a group of four boys.

“y/n! we’ve heard so much about you!” one of them said. you assumed it was daniel, based on the pictures zach had shown you of all of them.

“this is jack, corbyn, daniel, and jonah,” zach pointed to all of them.

you weren’t going to lie to yourself; they were all way more attractive in person. they were stunning in the pictures but now that you got a good look at them, you were shocked. one tall boy caught your eye though.

“hi,” was all you could mutter out, instantly embarrassing yourself.

they all laughed and welcomed you into their home and moved out of the way so you could take your stuff up to your room. once you got there, you sat down on the bed and zach sat next to you.

“so what do you think?” he asked you, referring to the four boys downstairs.

“they are amazing,” you looked at him, proud he got so far in his career. “what’s the tall one’s name again?”

“jonah? no, don’t tell m-”

“he’s realllllllly attractive,” you smiled at him.

“y/n y/l/n. i won’t allow it. nope, not on my wa-”

“do you think you could set it up? oh my god, total best friend points to you if you could. wow, do you think it’s a stretch? he’s probably way out of my league,” you cut him off again, all the gears turning in your head.

“you don’t listen to me, do you?”

“nope, not at all.”

the two of you laughed and made your way downstairs to find daniel eating watermelon, the curly haired kid on his phone, corbyn (who you heard loads about because he always teased zach) laughing at someone on the phone, and jonah talking to daniel.

“let’s do something,” zach told them as you two entered the kitchen. jonah smiled at you when you enter the room. you smiled back, blushing a bit.

“like what?” jack asked, waving at you.

“we could go shopping?” daniel suggested. corbyn perked up and quickly wrapped up his conversation on the phone.

“did i hear shopping?” corbyn sang, entering the room.

“i’m brok-”

“shut up, i’ll pay,” zach retorted. you slapped, lightly, signifying that he shouldn’t pay for you.

“so we’re going shopping?” corbyn clarified.

“yes, corbs, we’re going shopping,” jonah told him, rolling his eyes playfully.

“yes!” he yelled running to put his shoes on.

you all laughed at him and quickly moved out the door to make sure corbyn wouldn’t get too impatient. you sat in the backseat next to jonah and zach while daniel drove with jack in the front seat. corbyn was in the very backseat by himself

arriving at the grove was amazing, you saw the people crowding around the fountain. there were pretty lights and gorgeous plants. it wasn’t like the typical indoor shopping centers in texas; it was breathtaking.

“you like it?” jonah asked you, coming up behind you and scaring you a bit.

“oh geez,” you laughed. “yeah, it’s awesome. how is this my first time being here?” 

“you should come more often,” he winked at you and a blush made it’s way up to your cheeks.

jonah grabbed your hand and lead you to the different stores he’d thought you’d like, leaving the other boys behind. you two spent the majority of the day together and you enjoyed every second you got to spend with him. he made you so happy.

that’s pretty much how the first months went. you got closer to all the boys and they quickly became your bestest friends but with jonah, it was different. you knew it was more than just a friendship but you were scared to admit it to yourself. you knew you’d have to go home in less than a month and the thought of it made you heartbroken. you’d have to leave them, especially jonah.

so you made it your mission to spend the remaining time you had left with jonah (and the other boys of course), to make it the most memorable summer you’ve ever had.

on one lazy sunday, jonah decided to take you out somewhere. you both entered his car and he drove the two of you somewhere you had yet to know where. the entire drive there, he held your hand and you guys talked about what you’d do when you’d get home. it made sad to think about but you put a smile on your face for him.

you made it to a small hill in beverly hills and you guys climbed your way to the top. jonah had brought a blanket for you to sit on and wait until the sunset came. 

“y/n, i have to tell you something,” jonah started, while the sun was slowly beginning to set in front of you. “i know this is horrible timing because you’re leaving in a week but i had to get this off my chest.”

“go on,” you gave him a smile and grabbed his hand, rubbing your thumb over his knuckles to reassure him.

“when i first met you, i wasn’t expecting to see such a gorgeous person walk through my front door. i couldn’t stop looking at you and thinking you were the most beautiful person i’ve ever seen. but when we spent all day at the grove and i got to know you, it wasn’t about your looks. your bubbly, bright personality saw the best in everyone and everything. your heart is so big and you care for everyone. heck, you washed corbyn’s white shoes when he got a tiny dirt splotch on them. it took you two hours but you were so determined to help him even though he could easily buy a new pair. you make me a better person and oevr the past couple months, i’ve fallen head over heels for you.”

the sun had set and the beautiful reds, oranges, and pinks spread throughout the sky, creating a perfect backdrop for the two of you. 

“shit, i can’t top that but i’ve fallen face first for you, jonah marais.”

“is this the part where we kiss?”

“yes, jonah, yes it is.”

the kiss you two shared was filled with passion and desire for one another. you had completely fallen for each other.

***

[boomboomboomwayhoo]

it’s cold outside ~ jack avery ~ christmas 2017

a/n: hey guys this is the start of my christmas special! i hope it doesn’t suck ass! 

as the credits of the movie ‘Home Alone’ began to roll, you peeled jack’s arms off from around your frame that was far smaller than his and stood up off of the couch. 

“heyyy,” jack whined once you were out of his grip. you chuckled at his childish acts and slipped your shoe onto your right foot, preparing to go home for the night. you reached down to grab your left shoe, but were only met with the air where your shoe had been previously. 

“where did my shoe go-” you started to ask but as soon as you lifted your eyes from the ground, you saw jack standing on the other side of the living room with your shoe in his hand. 

“can i have that back, please?” you asked politely, but there was clearly some irritation in your voice. 

“no,” your boyfriend replied blankly. “i don’t want you to leave and you can’t leave without your shoe,” he told you, crossing his arms with your shoe still tight in his grasp. 

“oh yeah? watch me,” you tried, opening the door and stepping out into the freezing cold of the night. even though you couldn’t feel your foot after just mere seconds of it being submerged in the frigid snow, you weren’t going to let jack see how much you were regretting stepping out into the snow with only one shoe on. before you knew it, you were being yanked back into the warmth of the house by jack, his hand tightly gripping yours, your shoe no longer his top concern. 

“are you kidding me? it’s fucking freezing out there, you’re going to catch a cold!” he exclaimed, his inner mom coming out as he pulled you into his warm embrace and subtly shut the front door as soon as you were fully in the house. 

“i have to go,” you mumbled into his chest a moment or so later, your arms still tightly wrapped around his torso. 

“why? it’s cold out there, baby” he whined again. you rolled your eyes but allowed another chuckle to escape nonetheless as he seemed to be attached to you at the hip. 

“i have school tomorrow, a final actually,” you informed him. 

“and?” he alluded. “why does that mean you have to leave?” 

“so that i can get a good night sleep and maybe, oh i don’t know, not fail college?” 

“you’re not going to fail college,” he sighed. however, you continued to protest and try to pry yourself out of his grip, no matter how badly you wanted to stay. “you’re a very intelligent, beautiful, amazing woman and i am positive that you are going to ace that final tomorrow, and even if you don’t get a perfect score, you are not going to fail college,” he rambled, resulting in a blush creeping it’s way onto your face. 

“thank you, but if i’m here i probably won’t get the amount of sleep that i need to pass,” you protested again. it was as if you were having a battle with yourself. the warmth of his embrace and presence made you want to stay more than anything, but there was something deep in your brain that was telling you to go home. 

“why? we aren’t going to do anything bad...” jack giggled, loosing his hug slightly so that he could look at your face that he fell more and more in love with with every glance. “i just want you here to cuddle and keep me warm,” he told you, smiling widely. “plus i always sleep better when you’re with me.”

the smile on his face grew even wider when you huffed. by this point, he knew he had won the battle over if you should stay or if you should go. 

“fine, but once i lay down with you, don’t talk to me. i need to sleep,” you grinned, tugging your shoe off of your foot and allowing it to plop down next to the other one by the front door. 

“yes,” jack cheered quietly, pumping his arm into the air in victory. 

“fucking weirdo,” you shook your head, giggling, to which jack gasped loudly and dramatically, pretending to be offended. 

“hey, y/n......” jack mumbled a minute or so after the two of you had said your goodnights and were curled up in bed with one another. 

“i said don’t talk to me,” you spoke in a voice that could barely be heard but when it was, sounded incredibly annoyed. 

“okay, um, sorry. i love you,” he spit out quickly, hoping you wouldn’t get mad at him for speaking again. when you only sighed in content and melted even further into his warm body, he grinned to himself before planting a kiss on your temple lightly. 

he took his left hand out from under your sleeping body and ran his fingers through your hair, sending relaxing chills down your entire body and pushing you into an even deeper sleep. 

“goodnight, princess,” jack mumbled as soon as he was positive that you were sound asleep, just before passing out himself. 

[boomboomboomwayhoo]

promise ring ~ daniel seavey ~ christmas 2017

“my family really loves you, y’know,” you smiled, placing your hand over dani’s which was on the middle console of the car. at the moment, you and daniel were on your way back home to your shared apartment after an action packed evening at your parents house for christmas eve. since the two of you had spent christmas eve with your parents, you were going to be spending christmas day with daniel’s family. 

“i love them too,” daniel replied, glancing over to you before quickly returning his focus to the dark road ahead. “just wait until tomorrow, darling. anna and my mom both you got you amazing gifts,” he teased about the highly anticipated day ahead. ever since you first met daniel’s family in the beginning of your friendship that eventually evolved into a relationship about four years back, you instantly became close with them. you found them all absolutely hilarious and fun to be around, but you were particularly close with anna and keri. there was something about anna’s sense of humor that was so similar to your’s, you and her could sit and make fun of daniel all day together if you wanted to. keri was like your second mother, she held you under her wing and always checked in to make sure daniel was treating you right. 

“i’ve missed bam bam,” you chuckled as daniel unlocked the front door to your festive apartment with you standing close behind him. daniel only laughed in response and pushed open the door, holding it open for you before shutting it to keep the cool air out. you slipped your shoes off by the door and made your way to the kitchen to make yourself some coffee.

“why are you drinking coffee so late at night, baby? you’re gonna be awake until the sun comes up!” daniel scolded, wrapping his arms around you from behind as you poured the hot drink that you were addicted to into your favorite mug. 

“it’s called an addiction,” you giggled, turning in his grip so that you were facing him. 

“it’s bad for you,” he frowned, worrying more about your future health than anything else. 

“i’ll be okay, dani,” you said in a teasing tone, standing on your tippy toes to press a quick peck to his lips. he whined at how you pulled away so quickly and walked back to the living room. 

“where are you going?” he asked, following you closely as you made your way to the stairs of the apartment. it’s like he was attached to you, never wanting to let go for even a minute. 

“i’m gonna go change,” you informed him as you quickly made your way up the stairs. once you made it to the bedroom that you shared with daniel, you set your mug down on top of your dresser and riffled through your drawers, looking for something comfortable that you could throw on. soon enough, you pulled out a pair of flannel pajama shorts, a plain white tank top and a sports bra to change into. 

you changed quickly, discarding the clothes you were previously wearing by throwing them behind you onto the bed. after you had changed, you turned around to put all of the clothes in the laundry. as you did so, you spied a small silver box placed delicately on your pillow. you furrowed your eyebrows at the box that you knew you hadn’t put there. the clothes became the last thing on your mind as you took a seat on the bed and took the box into your hands. there was a small card on the top that had a small drawing of a heart that said from daniel. 

you gently pulled the lid off of the box to find a beautiful silver ring that had two hearts on it that were woven together. one of the hearts was made up of your birth stone while the other was made of daniel’s. 

“so you like it?” daniel asked, making your head shoot up. you were so distracted by it that you hadn’t even noticed him walk in. he had been leaning against the door frame the entire time, watching you open his gift. 

“fuck you, of course i love it!” you exclaimed, jumping up from the bed and running over to daniel, giving him the biggest hug ever. for some reason you always said ‘fuck you’ to daniel even in your happiest moments. at first it confused him but he eventually accepted it as a sign of your affection. 

“put it on,” he said once you pulled away, taking the ring out of the palm of your hand and slipping it onto your finger. “it’s a promise ring. a promise that i will always love you no matter what we go through. a promise that i will always be here for you even if we aren’t on the best of terms. a promise that i’ll always be here to take care of you. promises are forever, just like our love for each other,” daniel spoke, making your eyes tear up. you lunged forward, wrapping your arms around his neck as his found their way around your waist. 

“how many times did you rehearse that?” you giggled into his chest, tears still threatening to spill from your eyes. 

“more than you will ever know,” daniel gasped out, chuckling a little bit. you now realized that this was the reason he had been acting so fidgety the last few days. it’s not like a proposal or anything, but it is a pretty big step in the relationship, definitely something that was occupying a lot of his time just by thinking about it. 

“i love you, so so much,” you sighed, your face still buried in the crook of his neck. 

“love you more, princess,” he responded. you could practically hear the smile on his face as his grip around you tightened. this was the relationship you had always wanted, with the man you had always wanted. and you finally have it. 

[boomboomboomwayhoo]

the nutcracker ~ daniel seavey ~ christmas 2017

“what should i wear?” daniel asked you as he riffled through his closet. 

“dress up a little bit, but not too much,” you giggled at how stressed out he was. this would be only the second time daniel had met your family in person, and he knew that seeing the nutcracker every christmas eve was a huge tradition ever since you were very little. the last thing he wanted to do was anything that could make the traditional outing go wrong. 

“can you just pick it out for me, please?” he huffed after another minute or so of trying to find something to wear. 

“of course,” you replied, pushing yourself up off of his bed and walking over to the closet. he took a step back, allowing you to look through his clothes. 

“you should wear this more often!” you commented, pulling out a random peach colored shirt with a white pineapple on the pocket and thin white stripes all over it. “it would look so good on you,” you continued, holding it up to daniel’s chest. 

“we have limited time here, baby,” daniel reminded you. 

“right,” you went back to looking for something fancy, placing the pineapple shirt on his dresser to remind him to wear it soon. “this,” you settled, pulling out a grey button up shirt as well as a black blazer to go over top. 

“pants?” daniel asked, taking the clothes out of your hands and pulling off his current shirt to put the ones you had just gave him on quickly. you froze and stared at his toned chest. “y/n!” he brought you back to earth as a blush formed on your cheeks. 

“jeans,” you told him, taking a pair of dark jeans out of his drawer. he hardly ever wore these, but when he did, damn did he look good. that was the reason why you chose them. 

“turn around,” he commanded as he went to pull off the pajama pants that he was wearing. you rolled your eyes but turned around anyways. 

“okay,” daniel said to himself, trying to calm his nerves as he tapped his thumbs against the steering wheel after he had put the car in park in front of the place where you were going to see the show. 

“what are you so worried about?” you chuckled. 

“i really don’t want to mess this up for your family. i know it’s so important and if i’m the reason that it goes wr-” he spit out quickly before you interrupted him. 

“you’re not going to mess it up. they love you and you are going to make this experience a million times better... for me and the family,” you told him truthfully. he nodded as he unbuckled his seatbelt and opened his door as you did the same. as always, he quickly ran around the car to open your door. 

“thank you,” you mumbled, just like you always did. he shook his hands out, one of his many nervous habits. to make him calm down a bit you locked your hand with his. he looked down at your hands and smiled before opening to door for you to walk in to the building. you could tell that even though the two of you had been dating for a long time, he still got butterflies whenever you made contact. 

the two of you eventually found your seats which were in the front row on the second level. your eight year old sister jumped out of her seat when she spotted the two of you and ran towards you, enveloping you in a huge bear hug. she was followed by your eleven year old brother who you thought was coming to hug you but in reality was going to hug daniel. talk about rejection. 

your parents stood up once you arrived at your seats and gave both of you a huge hug. finally, your fourteen year old brother stood up from his seat on the end of the aisle to say hello. your parents taught him as much manners as they could, however he still kept one of his headphones in his ear at all times. your parents said it was a terrible habit and a bad impression on daniel, but daniel actually loved it. he loved that the kid had such an appreciation for music. 

you and daniel caught up with your family for about twenty minutes before the lights dimmed, silencing everyone in the theater. you once again locked your hand with your boyfriends only to notice that his hands were incredibly sweaty. 

“please calm down,” you whispered in his ear. “they love you a lot, i promise,” you told him. 

“thank you,” he whispered in your ear once you turned back to face the stage, his lips brushing against the shell of your ear slightly, causing goosebumps to form on your body. 

about halfway through the show you looked over to daniel to see how he was liking the performance. you were incredibly happy to see the small smile on his face as he intently watched the dancers briskly move across the stage. 

“they’re so good,” he turned to you and whispered as if on cue. he blushed a bit when he saw that you were already looking at him but you could hardly tell from the darkness of the room. 

finally, the lights rose again and everybody clapped loudly, some even standing to show the dancers how much they loved the show, daniel being one of them. 

“thank you so much for letting me join you guys,” daniel thanked your family once you all reached the parking lot. 

“of course, hun. you’re always welcome,” your mother told him, going in for a hug before you and daniel parted from the rest of your family for the night, only to see them the next morning. 

“thank you very much,” daniel responded. you said your goodbyes to your family before you and daniel climbed into his car. 

“see,” you giggled. “that wasn’t so scary, was it?” you teased him. 

“it was! well, in the beginning,” daniel said as he started up the car. you just laughed and shook your head in a response as daniel went on to tell you all about the show as if you weren’t there with him the entire time. 

a/n: this was long holy crackers

[boomboomboomwayhoo]

perfect ~ corbyn besson ~christmas 2017

a/n: super duper inspired/based off of by the perfect music video by ed sheeran

it was a tradition starting about six years back that every december y/n and her best friends (corbyn, gabe, alex, and chris) would all meet up on the best possible mountain for skiing in the whole state. as always, y/n was the first to arrive. 

while she were waiting for her four friends, she decided to order a hot chocolate. as soon as the girl returned to the seat she was in previously with the hot cocoa in hand, corbyn walked in, the bell above the door jingling as he did so. perfect timing. 

“hey, corbs!” y/n exclaimed in her cheery voice that always put a huge smile on corbyn’s face, not worrying about having to be quiet since they were the only two people in the lodge at the time besides the man working there and the woman who was walking out the door towards the slopes. 

“hi y/n,” the blonde chuckled, wrapping his lengthy arms around her frame in the tightest hug that he possibly could. 

“good god, you’re freezing!” y/n took his hands in hers to warm them up a bit. “here, take this,” she told him, holding out the hot drink that she had only had a few sips of. 

“no i’m fine, you can have it,” corbyn politely declined although he really did need it. he was practically an ice berg. not only that but he couldn’t go order his own drink since the cashier had just disappeared to the back of the lodge. 

“please,” y/n begged, pushing the drink into his welcoming hands. 

“thank yo-” he mumbled, raising the mug to his lips as the door bells sounded once again. y/n’s head shot towards the door and she sprinted towards it as soon as she saw who it was. just as corbyn had suspected, it was gabe, alex, and chris. 

“i missed you guys!” y/n smiled after she had given them each an incredibly long hug. corbyn rose from his seat to give all of his friends a welcoming as well. he didn’t want to come off as rude to the people that he easily referred to as his very best friends. 

corbyn bro hugged each of the guys before y/n mentioned that they should probably get to skiing since it would be getting dark in just a few hours. everyone agreed, grabbing their skis and following y/n out the door that they had all walked out together for the past six years.

as the group was treading to the top of the mountain to begin the journey downhill, y/n was conversing and laughing about something hilarious that must have been said with alex. behind them was gabe and chris who were having their own conversation about justin and selena’s relationship. and finally, behind them all was corbyn. corbyn was walking all by himself as he usually did in these sort of group outings. with this group of friends in particular, he always ended up being the third wheel no matter how hard he tried. 

he looked with sad eyes towards y/n and alex. corbyn had always been incredibly jealous of alex, as well as chris and gabe. the three guys were so much more muscular than corbyn and they somehow all remained tan all year round. these were two physical traits that corbyn couldn’t compete with as well as two traits that made corbyn feel incredibly insecure. corbyn always thought that y/n thought of him as incomparable to those three, even though that was the farthest from the truth. 

corbyn continued to sulk as he climbed the mountain behind his friends. finally, they reached the very peak, where the fun would finally begin for corbyn. 

“you ready?” y/n asked, standing next to corbyn who was finishing up strapping on his skis. the other friends has already began to ski down the slope. 

“yup, you?” he replied, standing up and positioning himself to get going down the mountain. y/n nodded. 

“together?” she asked, holding out her hand for corbyn to take. now it was his turn to nod. he laced his fingers with hers as they began to slide down the mountain smoothly. corbyn’s hands were sweating from nerves but thank god he was wearing thick gloves. that way y/n couldn’t feel it. 

“uh oh,” y/n mumbled after a solid five minutes of smooth and steady skiing. 

“uh oh, what?” corbyn asked worriedly. 

“i’m going down!” y/n called out dramatically as she let go of corbyn’s hand and fell on her back, continuing to slide until she reached a flat spot where she slid to a stop. corbyn stopped at the flat place as well. 

“are you okay?” corbyn asked, getting down on the ground next to the girl that was yet to know that he fell for her. the only sound that filled his ears was her uncontrollable laughter, making his heart flutter. she nodded, unable to catch her breath. he just shook his head as he rose to his feet, pulling her up as well. 

before they knew it, all five of the friends were at the very bottom of the mountain and it was nearly pitch black outside. thankfully they weren’t the only ones out there. the group of nineteen year olds made their way to the ski lift, each of them climbing into one of the cart type things. corbyn was seated with y/n, chris with alex, and gabe all alone in the very back. 

“you tired?” corbyn asked y/n in a whisper in response to her resting her head on his shoulder. 

“a little bit,” she replied, leaning further into his warm and comforting touch. 

“close your eyes, you got about five minutes until we get back to the top,” corbyn told the girl, moving his left arm to wrap around her shoulders, pulling her towards him even more in an attempt to warm them both up. at least that’s what y/n thought. in corbyn’s mind, it was because he wanted to make as much contact with the gorgeous girl as possible. 

“y/n” corbyn nudged the sleeping girl slightly, waking her from her dozed off state. “c’mere.” he held his arms open to her as he was already on the ground and could easily help her down, which he did. 

after this, the friends all gathered by a fire pit just outside of the lodge that they had began in, warming themselves up by the fire. y/n continued to cling to corbyn’s comforting touch as the rest of the guys sat opposite of the two. everyone continued to talk about absolute nonsense before y/n accidentally let a fairly loud yawn escape. 

“and that’s our cue,” gave said, standing up from the log he was sitting on, followed by the two others. 

“goodnight!” the three of them called out as they headed towards the car that they all drove in together after sharing their hugs and goodbyes with corbyn and y/n. 

“what time is it?” y/n asked, running her hand through her hair. 

“a little past midnight,” corbyn replied quickly after glancing at his phone. “we can stay at my grandparents cabin that’s about a mile from here for the night,” corbyn offered as soon as he noticed the look on the girl’s face at the idea of driving home this late while being this tired. 

“can we?” y/n asked, corbyn nodded and stood up once again, leading y/n along with him by the hand. 

fifteen minutes later and the two arrived in the cabin. you greeted corbyn’s grandparents who lived in the loft portion of the cabin all year round. they rented out the bottom part so that they could earn a little cash. 

“thank god you brought extra clothes,” y/n sighed as she curled up in the soft sweatshirt that corbyn had brought along with him. the boy only nodded. the best friends sat in silence, corbyn only studying the sounds of y/n’s steady breathing and y/n listening to corbyn’s rapid heartbeat as her head was rested on his chest. 

“i, uh-” corbyn interrupted the silence. “i wrote you a song,” he finished. “i don’t know if you want to here it but um-”

“of course i want to hear it!” y/n practically screamed, suddenly seaming a lot more awake than she was just a few minutes prior. “you know that your voice is my favorite thing to listen to.” corbyn blushed softly at the compliment before clearing his throat a bit and beginning to sing a cappella to the song that he had written for you. 

“baby, I'm dancing in the dark with you between my arms barefoot on the grass, listening to our favorite song when you said you looked a mess, I whispered underneath my breath but you heard it, darling, you look perfect tonight”

corbyn sang beautifully. you teared up a bit but refused to show it as the realization hit you that he was trying to confess his love for you the only way he knew how to; through song. 

“i don’t deserve this, you look perfect tonight,”

he finished off. 

“that was... wow,” you smiled widely. 

“i’m sorry i know that was probably kinda weird for y-” he profusely apologized. 

“why would it be weird for me if i feel the exact same way?” y/n cut him off, a large smile growing on corbyn’s face to match y/n’s. corbyn stood up from the bed abruptly, pulling you along with him back out into the freezing night air, leaving the door back to the cabin slightly cracked open to allow some light to fall on the two. 

“what are we doing?” you giggled. corbyn smirked before stretching out his arm while still holding onto your hand. you got the hint and began to slow dance with him in dark, in the snow, on top of the very same mountain that you had been coming to with him for years. 

by the end of the slow dancing session, corbyn’s arms were wrapped tightly around you and yours around him, your faces mere inches apart. 

“can i kiss you?” he whispered. you chuckled softly and nodded as he connected your lips with his. your lips moved together rhythmically and you never wanted it to end. however, it was interrupted when corbyn’s grandparents’ cat brushed against your legs, causing you to pull away from corbyn and rest your forehead against his, a giggle escaping your lips. 

“hi nala, baby,” you smiled, parting from corbyn and leaning down to pick up the little cat that you had known since his grandparents first adopted her. 

“god, you’re fucking stunning,” corbyn mumbled under his breath as he turned to walk back into the cabin, you blushing rapidly while walking inside behind him with the cat in your arms. 

a/n: im so sorry this is so bad i literally never write corbyn i am basically unable to write good corbyn stuff so yeah sorry pals

[boomboomboomwayhoo]

lil puppers ~ zach herron ~ christmas 2017

you huffed as you struggled to carry the large box filled with dog toys across the parking lot and into the animal shelter.

“need some help there, baby?” zach mocked you, laughing as he carried his own box that just as heavy as yours without a struggle. 

“no,” you replied stubbornly. finally, you and zach arrived at the front desk of the shelter where you could set your box down. 

“hello!” the woman behind the counter greeted you and your boyfriend. “are these all for the toy drive for our dogs!?” she asked excitedly as she peered over the counter to take a look at the two very large boxes. 

“yup!” zach confirmed. “we wanted to do everything we could to help out the lil puppers here.” you giggled under your breath at how zach called every single dog a ‘lil pupper.’ 

“that’s great and so very kind of you,” the woman smiled, looking towards both you and zach as she said it. you only smiled in return and laced your fingers together with zach’s under the counter and squeezed, silently thanking him for coming up with this idea. 

zach had told you about a month back that the local dog shelter would be holding a toy and food drive where anybody could bring in anything they wanted the dogs to have. they could bring in food, treats, but you and zach thought and everybody would do that so the two of you decided that toys would be the best plan. you and zach both loved dogs endlessly but sadly the two of you couldn’t get one together just yet, the main reason being that zach was always traveling. however, you wanted to make sure that the dogs had the best christmas ever with all of their new toys. 

“are you just here to drop off the toys or would you like to go deliver them to the dogs personally?” the woman asked. 

“um,” you looked over to zach as if to try and read his mind. “we’ll deliver them,” you eventually decided. neither of you had anywhere to be, so why not! the kind staff member then informed you of where all of the dogs were held, how there were individual cages of the larger and older dogs as well as rooms full of puppies that all played together. you heaved the box up into your grip again, as did zach, and you led the way back to the individual cages first.  

you and zach stopped at every single cage, dropping a toy or two through a small opening. you also pet the dogs through the holes in the cages and gave them as much love as you could before moving on to the next dog. 

finally, you were left with one box of toys and decided that it would be best to take it to the big room of puppies. puppies always need toys! 

“that one big golden retriever was so fluffy!” zach recalled as you made your way to the puppy room. 

“i wish we could get a dog,” you frowned as you arrived at the highly anticipated room. with the puppies, you could sit down and play with them and have them jump all over you so obviously that was the one thing that you and your boyfriend were most excited for. 

“soon, baby girl,” zach promised, pressing a kiss to your temple as you opened the door and slipped in quickly, followed by zach, doing everything in your power to not let the puppies escape. 

“aw, hi baby! aww” you swooned, getting down on the ground, your puppy voice instantly activating. 

“yes, yes, i love you too,” you heard zach chuckle from another place in the room, probably being attacked by dogs as well. 

it had been over an hour, almost two. other people had come and gone but you and zach remained. you had distributed all of the toys that you had brought and were sitting on the floor together, playing with all of the puppies who were practically crawling on top of each other for your attention. 

they were all loving on zach for a while, but suddenly one of them turned around and nipped his hand and after that they all swarmed around you, not giving a shit about the cuddles zach had to offer. 

“here, hold this one,” you said to zach, passing the little brown dog that you were holding over to zach. he gently took it in his hands and began to talk to it before it crawled out of his grasp and back over into your lap. 

“dogs hate me,” zach fake pouted. 

“they do not!” you argued, not looking up from the dogs surrounding you. 

“beg to differ,” he scoffed playfully. 

“hey,” you jokingly snapped. “this trip was about the dogs having a good christmas, not about you getting the love and affection you’re always so thirsty for.” 

“you’re right. the lil puppers are what’s important,” he smiled at you, swooning over the sight of you covered in little fluffballs. it was adorable. 

a/n: this sucked so much holy crap i’m so sorry it’s also really short so like yikes 

[boomboomboomwayhoo]

carriage ~ jonah marais ~ christmas 2017

a/n: hey guys, i’m so sorry this is going up so late! but hey, i have a kinda good excuse. i was actually being social for once and hanging out with lyss and some other people that i usually don’t hang out with so i wanted to enjoy that without stressing about writing this but here i am writing it with an hour until it is tomorrow sO i’m sorry i know this is going to suck a lot but it is because i am so incredibly determined to get this up relatively on time for you guys :)

“wow,” daniel muttered, shaking his head as he walked across the stage of madison square garden, the stage that they would be performing on to a sold out crowd in approximately 4 hours. 

“wow,” jonah nodded and repeated, agreeing with exactly what daniel was thinking. performing at madison square garden was something that these boys had wanted to do for their entire lives. they had always dreamed of performing to sold out audiences, even if they weren’t very large ones. yet here they were, just having finished up soundcheck for their very own setlist at the stadium of their dreams. 

insane, right?

while these boys were understandably gawking at where they were in this moment, you were off to the side of the stage, silently admiring your boyfriend. he looked so warm and cozy, so cuddly. his hair looked fluffier than usual and his eyes sparkled wayyyyyy brighter than any other time before. 

“you just as amazed as i am?” jonah asked you as he began to walk off the stage and towards you. 

“i don’t know, you have dreamed of this your whole life, but yes. i would say i’m pretty fucking shook,” you said with an entirely straight face, causing jonah to blow up in giggles; quite possibly the cutest thing you’ve ever seen. 

“so what are we gonna do for the next four hours?” you asked jonah once his laughter had subsided. 

“well, i was hoping to take you on a little bit of an adventure,” jonah told you confidently as your eyebrows furrowed. 

“what kind of adventure?”

“i’m not going to tell you!” he replied to your question. “it’s a surprise!” you rolled your eyes at him jokingly. although his surprises for you were always the most adorable and thoughtful things in the world, he knew that you hated surprises. you did not like the suspenseful build up to the event that you may not even enjoy, and up until you met jonah, you had never enjoyed any of your surprises. they were all things like; a trip to the store with grandma, a pair of socks, things that really never mattered all too much to you. 

but when you met jonah, your outlook on surprises changed. don’t get me wrong, you still hated them with a passion, but a bit less than before. this being because jonah’s surprises were all always incredible. especially the time that he gave you a personalized ring that had both of your birthstones on it, etched together in a small heart. that was one good surprise! 

after a short uber ride, you and jonah ended up in the heart of new york city. you climbed out of the vehicle, him going first and holding the door open for you as you quickly followed him out of the car, anxious to see what the surprise was going to be. 

you continued to beg and plead him to just hurry up and tell you the surprise, but he continued to refuse. however, before you knew it, jonah slowed to a stop, taking you with him since your hands were linked together. 

“why are we...” you started to ask, but your question was answered as a carriage began to make it’s way towards you and jonah. no, it was not a cinderella carriage or anything that extravagant. it was rather simple, actually. well, as simple as a horse drawn carriage could be. 

the carriage itself was fairly small and a pretty shade of light brown as well as the benches inside. there were two rows of padded benches, both facing forwards. then, there was a man sitting on a platform of the carriage, guiding the horse on which way to go. and finally, the horse. the horse was absolutely gorgeous. he was white with a beautifully braided, brown, mane as well as a tail that was not braided. 

“holy.....” you spoke, clearly shocked. 

“ladies first,” jonah winked, holding out his hand so that you could use both his hand and the small step on the back of the carriage to support you into the carriage. as soon as you were in and seated, jonah plopped down right by your side, being sure to quickly relock your hands. 

“would you two prefer to go anywhere special?” the man asked. you shrugged and looked to jonah. 

“no thank you, just a tour of the city please,” jonah replied, a smile growing on your face.

as the carriage continued to be pulled down the busy streets that were covered in about an inch of snow, the view just continued to get prettier. the streets got less busy the further you went from the heart of nyc, meaning there was much more scenery. the trees had obviously lost all of their leaves, the snow being the only thing coating them.  

“ya know,” you broke the beautiful silence, looking up slightly at jonah. “you didn’t have to do this. i would have been perfectly fine with just staying on the tour bus, as long as you’re there.” 

“it’s your first time in new york, i want it to be special for you,” jonah smiled, pressing a kiss to your temple as you blushed  for an unnecessary reason. jonah was constantly saying cute little things to you, you’d think you’d be used to it by now. but nope, it still made the butterflies in your stomach erupt just as much as the first time. 

“oh goodness,” the man controlling the vehicle commented, interrupting you and jonah’s lovey dovey moment. “it’s beginning to snow again,” he stated. just as he said this, a snowflake landed in the tip of your nose. 

“see, this all worked out amazingly!” jonah exclaimed. “you get to have a good time in new york, we are together, we are touring the city together, and it’s snowing! and i know you love the snow!” he practically glowed. 

“could you get any damn cuter,” you mumbled under your breath as you leaded in for a passionate kiss, one full of love and affection for one another. 

you could not have possibly asked for a better first trip to new york city, not in a million years. 

[noodles-send-n00ds]

turn it off - zach herron

pairings: reader x zach, zach x phone (lol i’m not funny)

warning: a cuss word

summary: zach has one day off from recording and y/n wanted to spend it with him. he has something way better to do apparently.

a/n: based off of turn it off by my babies. also it’s been a hot minute since i’ve written so this might not be the best

not my gif

***

“turn it off,” you groaned when zach’s ringer went off for what seemed like the billionth time during the movie he picked out.

zach had a day off today and decided to spend it with you. he took you around l.a. but he was invested his phone most of the time. his ringer interrupted your sentences and he put you on the back burner. you just shrugged it off, knowing this is what you get for dating a famous singer.

however, you got really annoyed when zach picked out a movie for the two of you to watch and he didn’t even pay attention. the sound of his ringer and notifications kept covering the sound of the movie. you were having enough.

“sorry,” he told you, not looking up once. he just turned off his ringer and stayed on his phone. the soft hum of the vibrations kept going off too.

“zach, why aren’t you watching the movie?” you asked him while turning to look at him. he wasn’t looking at you so you only got a view of his pink cheeks.

“busy,” he bluntly responded.

“on your day off?” you questioned, confused.

“yep,” his eyes remained on the phone.

“zach, your notifications are going off like crazy.”

“i know.”

“you are on vacation currently. can you please take a break?” you whined. you wanted nothing more than to spend time with your boyfriend who had been away for awhile, promoting his new music and would be gone soon.

“it’s just a day off.”

“whatever,” you told him, coldly.

you walked upstairs to the bedroom that was emptier nowadays due to zach’s absence. you sighed once your back collided with the plush fabric of the bed. you were annoyed and frustrated with zach. what was so important on that damn phone?

it seemed like half an hour passed by and you felt sleep slowly overcoming your body. even though you practically took yourself on a date, you still did a lot of walking and you were exhausted.

“baby?” you heard a sweet voice call out into the room that was becoming dark very quickly.

“what?” you asked the voice, knowing it was zach.

“i’m sorry,” he walked over to the bed and wrapped his arms around your waist.

his flat hair was now nuzzled on your chest. the sweatshirt he was wearing instantly warmed you up and you felt fuzzy inside. but you were still a little mad.

“you ignored me all day,” you pouted.

“i know, princess. i’m so sorry for that,” he looked up at you before continuing, “from now on, no one else is allowed.”

you and zach situated yourselves so you were sitting up with your back to the bed frame. zach turned on the tv and turned it down so it was just background noise.

“talk to me. i want to hear your beautiful voice,” he moved you so you were in between his legs and he could play with your hair.

you talked about your online classes and your friends. you sat there and talked about anything your heart desired and zach listened, occasionally putting in his input.

you were in the middle of a sentence when zach’s ringer went off. you immediately shut up and tried to move so he could check it. he held you back and kissed your jaw causing butterflies to erupt.

“you’re more important, babygirl.”

***

[noodles-send-n00ds]

dallas sunsets - zach herron

pairings: reader x zach

warning: none

requested: yes by anon

summary: y/n and zach are in his hometown for a bit. they decide to check out the amazing sunsets.

a/n: IT’S WDW DAY YAS

not my gif

***

you had flown out to dallas with zach. you were going to meet his family for the second time. you met them when they came to los angeles to visit him so you weren’t as nervous as last time. 

zach just got back from tour and was ready to be in his hometown again but wanted you to come with. he had been clingy ever since he walked through the door of your apartment after 3 months. you didn’t mind it at all. he was the cutest thing.

“baby, let’s go,” he pouted as you slowly dragged your suitcase along the airport floor.

zach had a neck rest around his neck and baggy sweatpants with an oversized t-shirt. his hair was flat but still had some volume to it. 

“i’m coming,” you yawned and tried to catch up to the eager boy.

“are you tired, babygirl?” he asked you, kissing the top of your head.

you mumbled a “yeah” in response and yawned again, continuing to walk to the exit of the huge building. there were cars buzzing past and giant buses that held tons of people.

zach grabbed your hand that wasn’t holding your luggage and walked with you across the street to some buses that were driving to the rental car section. once you loaded the bus, zach took both your bags and stored them with everyone else’s. 

you choose a seat at the back of the bus that was more elevated than the rest and situated yourself in the seat. your head slowly made it to zach’s shoulder and you instantly fell asleep.

***

the car came to stop at the herron’s household. you smiled at how cute the house was. it had a stone path to the front with flowers along each side. they had a darker red front door that complimented the house perfectly.

you turned to look at zach but realized he was already looking at you. you gave him a confused look.

“you’re so beautiful,” he smiled at you and kissed your cheek.

“it’s 7 am. i look like trash,” you laughed at him.

“shut up. you look stunning,” he chuckled a bit. a blush rose to your cheeks as you smiled. this boy was amazing.

zach got out of the car and grabbed your suitcases. he handed you yours and he intertwined your fingers.

you knocked quietly on the door, hoping you didn’t wake anyone up. zach laughed when you insisted you knock instead of barging in but he didn’t push it.

“y/n? zach? why didn’t you just walk in?” laughed mrs. herron. she engulfed you in a hug and then hugged her son. you walked in and tucked your suitcase in a corner to deal with later. 

“how are you two?” she smiled at you guys, zach had his head on your shoulder and his arms wrapped around your waist. 

“great. how are-” you got cut off by reese screaming your name and running towards you.

your smile grew 10 times larger at the little girl. you picked her up and spun her around. once you set her down, you kissed her all over her face.

“hey, reese’s pieces,” you said to her.

“what about me?” zach asked with hand over his heart to look hurt.

“zachy!” she yelled and jumped into his arms. you melted at the sight of your boyfriend and his little sister.

“what is going on?” a groggy ryan asked when he came out of his room.

“ryan! what’s up?” you asked him and hugged him. 

***

“babe...babyyyyy,” zach kept trying to get your attention while you were playing with reese.

“what, zach?” you giggled.

“let’s spend some time with together,” zach goofily smiled at you.

“i’m playing with reese right now.” you were on the carpet of her room with dolls and little clothing items littering the floor. zach was her bed watching you two, clearly bored.

“but you’ve been playing with her all day, princess. it’s 5,” he stuck his bottom lip out, hoping you agree.

“okay, you are such a baby.”

“am not!”

zach managed to pull you into his childhood bedroom. posters covered his room and blue and red was the “theme” of it all. it was a typical teenage boys room.

he plopped onto his bed and stuck his arms out so he could cuddle you. you got on the bed with him and buried your head into his chest, taking in his warm scent. 

“i love you,” he whispered into your ear.

“i love you back,” you told him.

minutes passed by in silence, it wasn’t awkward at all though. you both were enjoying each other’s company and glad to be in each other’s arms. 

“i love you,” he whispered again.

“you just told me a few minutes ago, dingus,” you replied.

“i can’t say it enough.”

“you are so cheesy, herron,” you laughed. 

“c’mon, let’s go explore,” he sat up and to detach your bodies.

he pulled you out of the house and onto the sidewalks of his neighborhood. you two walked and talked for a long time until you reached a park. the sun was setting and he grabbed your hand and ran to a picnic bench.

you watched the golden sunset and you noticed he wasn’t looking he was staring at you. your hair was illuminated by the golden light of the sun. he was mesmerized by your beauty.

“what are you looking at?” you asked.

“you are so gorgeous,” he leaned over and pulled you in for one of the best kisses you’ve ever shared. 

this was perfect.

***