5quad imagines

Flights- A Zach imagine

Song(optional): Flights by Jack and Jack
Your POV

"Y/n, hurry up! Our flight leaves in 7 minutes. Let's go!" My best friend, y/f/n, whisper yells while speed walking to the #8 sign.

It's 4:30 am and I'm jogging to catch my flight, which is typical for a person like me. My best friend and I are traveling from a small town in California near LA, to San Antonio, Texas. Not a big trip, is it? A downgrade, really. Well, y/f/n's boyfriend lives in San Antonio, and didn't want to go alone. That's why I'm here. To third wheel with my best friend and her boyfriend, Riley.

Apparently he's good friends with some popular social media star. Not important to me. Anyway, we'll be staying the weekend with him, and of course, he has someone to hook me up with. Sadly, it never works out. And the worst part is, it's always because of me.

We get to our plane in time, and get second class seats. As we make our way down the aisle, y/f/n yells, "I call window seat!" I stop and give her the death glare, leaving her laughing as she sits down. She knows I hate sitting next to people I don't know, so I'll have to get my revenge later.

After about 15 minutes, the plane starts to take off. After the flight attendant says so, I plug in my earbuds and pull out my favorite book of all time, If I Stay. I love the book so much, I almost don't even care that I've read it so many times and still cry at the ending.

I'm all settled into my seat and feeling relaxed because no one is sitting in the seat next to me. Well, not until now. After a good 2 minutes of feeling comfortable with my surroundings, it all comes to an end when a tall boy jumps, and I mean literally, jumps into his seat and crosses his leg over the other with his hands behind his head while sliding down into his chair, leaning back. He lets out a big sigh, and I look at him with the corner of my eyes, trying to act like nothing happened. To be honest, he's kinda cute. He's tall, with short brown hair slicked back into a quiff, beautiful blue eyes, and an adorable and innocent smile. Like I said, he's cute.

"Zachary!" A lady whisper yells from behind me and I look over my shoulder to her to see what she's fussing over. I see cute boy do the same thing. Zachary, I mean. Hm, I like it.

"Yyyyes, mother?" He asks politely like he didn't do anything, stressing the word 'yes'. A small giggle escapes my mouth and he snaps his head towards me. I feel my face getting hot and try not to smile as I fake read my book. He turns his attention back to his mother.

"Please stop causing a ruckus and do something to keep you quiet. I can tell you startled that girl next to you. Read a book or something, child!" She says and I try to act like I'm not listening.

"Mom, you know I don't read. Reading is for old people," he states, and I cringe. Yikes... He just got a lot less cute. His mom retaliates,
"Zach, you know that isn't true. Just look at that girl sitting next to you who's reading! She isn't old. In fact, I saw the way you looked at her at her a second ago, and if you think she's old, you're blind. And if you make those googoo eyes towards old people too, I'm officially worried about you. Give books a chance!"

I look at him with the corner of my eyes and see him slowly turn around, his face maybe even more red than mine. But my face is burning more than before, and this time, y/f/n was giggling. I narrow my eyes at her and say between clenched teeth and wide eyes, "Zip. It."

After about 10- 15 minutes after the scenario, I see Zach looking at me. I turn to face him, my eyebrows raised as if waiting for an explanation.
"Did you hear all that?" He whispers so his mom can't hear. I look back and see she's sound asleep with earbuds in.
"Not a thing!" I say sarcastically. He chuckles, and I smirk a bit.
"So.... What are you reading?" He says scooting closer to me, his breath tickling my face. I show him the cover of the book, and he gasps.
"Hey! That's one of my favorite movies!" He says enthusiastically.