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Z.H- transgender.

**This story is going to talk about a lot of 'feminine' body parts and surgeries. If you dont like this topic, i suggest skipping this chapter**

No pov

Grwoing up, zach never felt as if he was a 'normal' boy. No one did really.

Because zach was born a girl.

May 27, 2001; Elizabeth Rose Herron was born. She grew up like a normal girl. Wearing dresses, playing princesses, dressing up as fairies.

That was until they turned 8 years old. They only liked shorts and jeans, loved playing in the dirt and playing with the boys, didnt liked their long hair anymore. It went almost unnoticed by herself and her parents until she started puberty.

She grew to hate her looks; feminine stature, curvy figure, higher voice, and the periods. The goddamn periods.

She grew self concious of everything. Every little thing. It was baggy clothes on a daily basis.

She thanked heaven for being 'sporty' which gave her little chest to deal with.

It wasnt until she was 12-13 that she realized she wasnt a she at all...

She was a he. A boy born into a girls body by mistake.

He eventually told her parents who, fortunately, accepted him for who he was and wanted to be. They helped him as much as they could for the time being; took him for his first boy haircut, changed most of his clothes in his closet, and bought him his first binder.

He grew happier than he ever was. He changed his name to zachary dean herron and was known by that after that.

His parents set up up doctors appointments and therapy appointments. He didnt know why he needed the therapist but realized that he had bad bouts of depression when he realized he was still technically a 'girl'. Maybe not label as it but biologically, yes. Plus, when it came to starting any sort of medication to aid with his transition, he had to be diagnosed with gender dysphoria by a therapist.

When he got the clear to start puberty blockers, he was estatic. Even if it wasnt the testosterone yet, it was a step in the right direction. He only had to be on those for a few months before his doctor gave him the good new.

He cried tears of joy that appointment when the doctor said he would be starting his testosterone. Even though he wasnt the biggest fan of needles, he didnt give a shit about them when the doctor gave him his first injection.

He was 15 when he started testosterone.

A year later he was welcomed into why dont we. With a big secert to hide for the time being.

When he was 17, he made up an excuse of an extreme bout of sickness to go home and get his top surgery. He told the boys he had to get a decent surgery and would be gone for a while to give him some time to heal. They were already on a break between albums so it was a perfect time.

Despite being in pain, he couldnt of been any happier with his life than he was after this surgery.

He spent just over a month living with his family before he went back to califonia to be with the other boys. He came back without letting them know, and walked in the house quietly. The second corbyn looked over at him, he was off the couch and wrapping zach in a big hug instantly. The other boys joined in as well and as much zach knew this wasnt the best thing for him as his incision sight was still slightly tender, he couldnt just stop it. He was away from his best friends for longer than he ever had been before.

The one bad thing is, even though he got rid of most of his big insecurities, there was one big one that didnt go away.

His period.