Fear •Zack Merrick•

A Peaceful Morning^05^

Please read the author's note at the end<3

Elliott's POV;

Peaceful mornings are the best. Being able to wake up whenever you wake up, and lay there for as long as you want with no rushing. 

These past few days have been crazy busy because of the upcoming tour. And Matt is always pushing to have things done early. 

It feels good to just.. lay here. I haven't even opened my eyes, and I've been awake for 10 minutes.

Zack and I have been spending so much time together, just being alone. It's been great. 

We haven't seen the others much, with Jack always with Ryan, we've been alone at the house pretty much the entire past week and a half. 

Speaking of Zack, it was quiet, which probably meant he wasn't here. 

I crack open my eyes, the light creeping in from behind the curtain tells me it definitely wasn't early.

We were up pretty late doing... things. I'll leave it at that.

I stretch my arms out, and open my eyes completely. 

I nearly shit myself when I noticed the hazel eyes staring back at me. He smiled.

"Jesus, Zack. What have you even been doing? I thought you were gone." 

He brought his hand up to my face, tucking a stray curl away behind me ear. 

"Admiring my princess." He leaned forward and pressed his lips against mine, and I couldn't help but smile.

I crawled forward a little bit, pressing my body against his, and laying my head on his chest. 

Zack was always so warm. I loved it. 

He ran his fingers through my messy hair, not too hard though, because he'd definitely get his fingers stuck. 

"I can't stop thinking about last night.." He mumbled. 

I smiled harder. "It was pretty great, huh?"

I could feel his hand run along my side, making me shiver a little. "It was." He said quietly, his hand going a little lower. 

I giggled a little as his cold fingertips slid softly  down my uncovered thigh. "I'm guessing you want a repeat?" I asked, lifting my head up so it was level with his. 

"Maybe..." 

I smile, pressing my lips against his, climbing on top.

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Jack screamed as the soda sprayed all over him. "Who did that?!!"

Everyone burst out laughing, trying to hold back their tears of laughter. The look on Jack's face was priceless. 

He pointed his gaze to me. "You." He narrowed his eyes in a playful glare.

I screamed as he charged. I leaped into Ryan's arms. "Ryry, protect me!!"

He laughed, and wrapped his arms around me. Except Jack had no problem leaping on top of both of us like a lanky mountain goat.

Ryan groaned under the weight of both us, and I watched his eyes widen as Alex took a running jump on top. 

Rian was laughing, and pulled out his phone, recording everything while keeping his arms wrapped around Cass. 

Suddenly, there was a creaking sound. 

We all screamed as the wooden lawn chair collapsed under the weight of all of us, Alex being the cherry on top. 

We layed there laughing our asses off for a few minutes before getting up. Poor Ryan looked like he had died inside. 

Nobody could stop laughing. 

We all sat around the bonfire, and I climbed back onto Zack, who instantly wrapped his arms around my stomach protectively as he always does. 

It was a bit chilly, but the fire warmed us all up easily. 

I believe it was around 2 AM, but my phone was charging.

We were all hanging out, cuddled up to each other, just enjoying the presence of everyone before we went off on a pretty long tour in 2 days. 

I could tell Cass and Lisa didn't want to have them leave for so long, even though they were being supportive, but it's the job. I'm lucky. I'm always travelling with my boyfriend. 

This has been such a great night, but I can start to feel the sleep kick in as I layed there pressed against his chest, listening to the laughter of my friends, the crackling of the fire. 

I let my eyes close, and cuddled closer to Zack, and listened to him hum quietly.

I never wanted this to end. 

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Sorry for the short chapter! But I thought I would just throw this in before the rest of the story kinda kicks off. 

Firstly, I wanna start by saying sorry. These past few months have not been the best. February was just a horrible month for me. I lost somebody I was really really close with. 

I've been struggling really hard with depression for a long time, but it got a lot worse these past couple months. I was struggling with suicidal thoughts as well, among other shitty things. 

But I finally got help, and I'm on medication, and I'm doing a lot better. 

I doubt any of you really care that much, but I just thought I'd tell you why I've been so bad with keeping up with a writing schedule. I'm hoping to update more often now though. 

Thanks for reading! Let me know what you think!!:-)