IMAGINE NUMBER ONE. ZACH DEMPSEY; MISSING YOU. WRITTEN BYIupins WARNINGS: angst and heartbreak.
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The past few weeks had been hard for you. Not only had you recently found out that your best friend, Kat, was moving, but you and your -- now ex -- boyfriend, Zach, had gotten into a heated argument. Not only did you hurt each other's feelings and said very hurtful things to each other, but the fight had caused both of you to not even talk anymore. Hell, you two couldn't even look each other in the eye.
And you had to admit, it hurt. So bad.
You missed him holding you close. You missed cheering him ever so loudly while he played basketball. You missed the way he would run his hands through your hair, and he way he would inhale the scent of your shampoo whenever he hugged you. You missed the inside jokes and the toothy smiles. You missed the hearty laughs and the soft giggles during your classes. You missed it all.
You just missed him, and everything he offered to you. You took him for granted, and he did the same.
Your eyes flickered from your paper to Zach, who quickly removed his eyes from you to look at his hands, his thumb constantly hitting the table top in pure anxiousness. You frowned, taking your bottom lip between your teeth, ignoring the looks Justin Foley was sending you and Zach.
A very important basketball game was coming up, and you could tell Zach was nervous. That was all you overheard him talk about for the past few days. It annoyed the hell out of you. It annoyed you that you couldn't be there for him, to reassure him he would do great, just like every other basketball game. It also annoyed you that he hadn't been talking about you. But, you had thrown that thought away, after the thought of Zach and your argument. Of course you guys had to fight about your selfishness.
"Ms. Y/L/N," the teacher called, and you looked up from your hands and around the room, noticing people had already left. Except for Hannah Baker, who was giddily smiling about a bunny drawing she found in her bag. "It's time to go."
You nodded, giving the teacher a small sheepish smile. "Sorry," you squeaked. "There's just a lot going on right now. I promise I'll pay attention next time."
The teacher extinguished the situation by swatting her hand in the air, giving you a small smile. You grinned ear-to-ear, then walked out of the classroom, only to freeze when your eyes caught something you never thought you would see.
Courtney Crimsen, kissing the one and only, Zach Dempsey.
And you could've sworn your heart exploded, the small pieces of the shattered heart dropping to your stomach.
