I Depend On You ~Zach Herron~

25

Iris's P. O. V.

After cake, ice cream, and presents, it was about one in the morning.

"I can't believe I had cake at midnight!" Reese shouted.

"Yeah, well now it's time for bed," Myta told her.

"Aww, okay. Goodnight Zachy." She gave him a hug and he kissed her cheek. She said goodnight to the rest of us before going to her room with her mom.

"Where are we sleeping because I am so tired." Corbyn yawned.

"You four get the couches in here and blow up mattresses. Iris and I will share my bed."

"I call this couch!" Corbyn yelled grabbing a blanket and throwing it over himself.

"I get this one," Jack yelled jumping on the couch Zach and I were on.

"Dang it!" Jonah and Daniel exclaimed.

"Y'all can figure this out, we'll be upstairs," Zach said giving them the air mattress. He grabbed my hand and pulled me upstairs.

We walked to his room and he closed the door behind us.

"I'm so tired." I yawned.

"Me, too." We both got under the covers and Zach pulled me closer.

"I love you," I said looking up at him.

"I love you more." I rested my hand on his cheek and connected our lips.

"Goodnight," I said breaking the kiss.

"Goodnight." He sighed.

***

I woke up with Zach's arms around me. I smiled as I looked up at his face.

"Zach," I whispered. I kissed his left cheek, then his right, then his nose, and finally his lips.

"Okay you have to be awake now," I said knowing what he was doing.

"I was awake when you said my name, but I knew if I waited long enough you'd kiss me." He smiled sitting up.

"You could've just asked me to kiss you," I told him.

"Will you kiss me?" He asked moving me onto his lap.

"Of course." I smiled and quickly pecked his lips.

"Seriously? What kind of kiss was that?" He asked

"Well how am I supposed to do it?" I asked innocently.

"Like this." He quickly pressed his lips onto mine, but the kiss lasted for what felt like hours. I wrapped my legs around his waist and his hands tightly gripped my thighs. I tangled my hands in his hair as our lips moved in perfect symmetry.

"Yeah that seems about right," I said giggling. Zach bit his lip and squeezed my thigh.

"Zach, Iris! Mom says come downstairs!" Ryan yelled from the other side of the door.

We both got up and began to get dressed. Zach went to the mirror to start fixing his hair, but I stopped him.

"My hair looks like crap. Let me fix it," he pleaded.

"No, I love your messy hair. It's so soft and cute," I said running my hand through his hair.

"I'm fixing it before the show," he said.

"As long as you leave it like this 'till then."

"Mhmm. Let's go, I'm hungry," he said taking me downstairs to find everyone already eating the breakfast Myta had cooked.