❛ SUPERMARKET FLOWERS ♪ ❜ - z. herron

sixty-nine: girlfriend.

I'm pretty sure the security guard escorting us can hear my heart beating out of my chest. He continues to look back at me the more antsy I get. Backstage, it's bustling with people, but Emerson seems to move collected to the group. She waves hi and hellos, placing kisses on a few people's cheeks as we walk past. She reaches out and grabs my hand, giving it a squeeze. "Are you still nervous?"

I swallow and nod. I continue to look ahead until, all of a sudden, the security guard turns a corner and steps aside.

It's an open hallway, and almost no one is here, unlike the hallway from before. I stop cold in my tracks. Only about 12 feet away stands Zach who looks like he just saw a ghost. We both looked at each other wide-eyed, waiting for someone to break the silence. The boys all shoot smiles at me, but I can't pay one ounce of attention.

"I-I've read the books." He stutters, slightly raising his voice so I can hear him. I shake my head from the trance and raise an eyebrow, waiting for him to explain. I start walking closer to him. "All of them. Perks of being a Wallflower, Everything Everything, all of the Harry Potter series-, well part of it. I'm only on Goblet of Fire but," He begins to ramble as I walk closer. He doesn't take his eyes off me as he begins to tell me about how Draco is a self-entitled douchebag. The second I get 2 inches away from him, he loses his breath. "Beautiful."

"Zachary Dean, can you shut up for like 2 seconds and kiss me?" I ask him, tired of listening to his rambling.

"Glady." He replies, blinking. He pulls me in immediately as if he's been wanting to do the second he saw me. One of his hands rests on the small of my back while the other cups my face. My hands wrap around his neck as I ease into the kiss. He kisses me feverishly, biting on my lip every so often. I don't know which one of us slips in tongue first, but, thank the heaven above for creating the idea of making out because I just about disintegrate when I feel his tongue against mine. 

Someone next to us clears their throat to remind us, we have an audience watching. Zach pulls away, resting his chin against my forehead to look at the group next to us. I giggle slightly at the intensity of the kiss and how his jaw hardens at the realization that the other boys were watching us. 

"Oh no, by all means, please go on. We all enjoy a good show." Jack smiles, egging us. They all try to hide snickers at Zach's agitated expression. 

"Yeah, don't forget about her neck now, Zach." Daniel adds on while smiling just as hard. "Not very much of a gentleman move."

"Do you guys understand the idea of shutting up?" Zach grumbles, and I turn my head into his neck to hide my laughter.

"Well, clearly she shut you up real good." Corbyn replies stiflingly out of laugh.

"Men." Emerson scoffs but links arms with Jonah and Corbyn, "You both have stuff to talk about so meet us in the green room." She guides them away from us but turns back around to silently mouth to me, That was hot.

I bit back a smile as I looked back at Zach. He pushes a strand behind my ear as he admires me. "What are you doing here?" He says hoarsely like the kiss sucked the water out of him.

"I um-I..." I reply hesitantly. "I don't know."

"Truth." He says, putting space between us. My hands fall to my side as I look up at him who's patiently waiting for me to explain myself. 

I'm not losing my chance. again.