Love At First Sight: A Zach Herron Imagine

~Part 10~

You two drive back to your dorm from ihop, trying to forget about the paparazzi and the pictures.

Zach: I'm sorry about all that y/n.

Y/n: I guess it's just the life of a celebrity.

You mumble, and stare out the window glumly.

Zach: y/n, please I truly am sorry

Y/n: it's fine.

The ride in the elevator is silent until Zach breaks the silence.

Zach: Do you wanna hang with the rest of the band in LA?

Y/n: okay sure

Zach: Look, y/n. Please don't be jealous. I'm just a normal guy who is in a band.

You laugh.

Y/n: can we just chill for a bit though?

Zach: Sure wanna watch a movie?

Y/n: which one?

Zach: whatever you want queen y/n.

Y/n: stoppp. I don't know what to watch!

You punch him playfully

Zach: me neither!

He laughs

The two of you enter your room and turn on the TV. You start browsing through Netflix.

Y/n: ooh Prom I really want to watch that movie

Zach: okay sounds good with me

Y/n: I'm going to go microwave some popcorn

Zach: no I don't want popcorn I want you

Y/n: okay

You climb back into bed and snuggle up with Zach.

You check your phone quickly. You've been tagged in a lot of images online. You show Zach

Y/n: Hey Zach, look at this. People are posting pictures of us at ihop all over social media.

Zach: I guess they're just jealous of how pretty you are.

He wraps his arm around you.

Y/n: no but the caption here says "look at this ugly h**!"

Zach: don't listen to them. I told you, they're just jealous of you.

You start crying.

Y/n: I didn't want to get hated on!

Zach pulls you into a hug.

Zach: I know I'm so sorry that happened. I love you y/n.

Y/n: I love you too Zach.

You stay snuggled up the whole movie until it ends. Every so often you squeeze each other into a hug. Zach plays with your hair.

When the movie ends, you rub your eyes.

Zach: Come on, let's go hang with the band and you can stay with us for the night.

Y/n: awww you're so sweet. Okay!

You turn on the lights and put on some light makeup and Zach walks over

Zach: Why do you need makeup when you are so perfect without it?

He grabs your lipstick and starts putting it on himself. He completely fails and looks like Miranda sings. He stares at himself in the mirror like a model.

Zach: How do I look?

He blows a kiss and poses for the "camera" aka the mirror

You laugh so hard your side hurts

Zach: c'mon let's leave