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chapter sixteen ; back home

A few days later, we were on a plane again.

“Ugh, more hours of sitting.” Summer said beside me. “I’m gonna sleep again.”

“Okay, goodnight.” I told her as she positioned herself to sleep.

“I think I will too. These past few days have been fun yet tiring. Then when we get back, we need to film some videos.” Zach said.

“Alright. I’m just gonna finish this book.” I raise up the book I was currently reading, The Maze Runner.

“Why do you read so much?” He asks.

“I don’t know… I just really love it. Now sleep.”

He stared at me. “What?” I ask, confused.

“My goodnight kiss.” He replies to me. I peck him on the lips then patted his head. “Hey! I’m not a kid you can head pat!”

“You’re so adorable. Ugh, sleep already. I wanna read.”

“Fine.” He pretended to be mad and face the opposite way. I laughed and opened to the page I was at.

♡

“I’m staying here for the night.” Zach says, collapsing on my bed. I close the door behind me then proceeded to unpack.

“No. Get your lazy ass up and go home.”

“Never! Why the fuck are you unpacking? Come here.” He stood up, grabbed me on the waist and threw me on my bed. Yes, threw me.

“Can’t I at least change?” I asked him with puppy dog eyes.

“Ugh, not that. Fine, go.”

I happily stood up and went to my closet. I changed into shorts and a random shirt.

“Hey! That’s my shirt! I was looking for that!” Zach said as I walked in.

“Shut up, Summer’s across the hall.” I pointed at my shirt. “This one? I just found it randomly in my closet.”

“Well, it’s mine and you look hot in it. Now, come on. Let’s sleep.” He yawns.

I shrugged then layed down beside him. “You’re cute.”

“Stop calling me that…” He closes his eyes.

“It’s true though.” I say, sleep taking over me.

♡

“Wakey wakey bitches!”

I groan. “Shut the fuck up, Summer!”

I feel a pillow hit my face. “Wake up, I want my food!”

“Cook your own. You know how.” I grunt.

“But your cooking is the best!” She whines.

“Hello? I’m still here!” Zach mutters.

“Good morning!” Summer exclaims. “Cook!”

I stood up and lazily walked to the kitchen. “Bitch.” I started making pancakes. Once I was done, the three of us dived in.

“Yo, I have to get home. Go with me.” Zach approaches.

“Okay, I’m gonna change…”

“No need. Let’s just chill at my house. It’ll be like you’re at home.”

I nodded. We drove to his house, joking around on the way. We entered his house, it was quiet.

“Where’s Shadow and Marley?” I ask.

“I asked the neighbors to watch over them first.”

“Go get them!”

He pecked my lips. “Okay, it’ll be fast.”

He got back really fast with two cats on his arms.

“Oh! My babies. Hello, cuties.” I played with Marley for a while while Zach unpacked.

“I’m done. What do you wanna do now?” He asks.

“Sleep.” I jump on his unmade bed.

“Don’t jump on my bed! It’s gonna get messy.”

I roll my eyes. “It’s already messy, you jerk.”

“What did you call me?” He pokes my side.

“A jerk.” I smirk.

“I still know where your tickle spot is…” He moves his hand to my neck.

“No, no, no.” I back off.

“Yeah.” He wiggles his hand on my neck and I burst out laughing.

“Oh god. Stop!” I giggle. Damn it.

He laughed and continued tickling me. “Magic word?”

“Oh no, you aren’t going cliché with those stuff.”

“Magic word?” He sing songed.

“Zach is hot?” I smile innocently.

“Nope.” He tickled still. “Who loves me today?”

“Your fangirls!”

“Who else?”

“Liam?” I joke.

“Hmm?”

“Me! I think I do love you today… Maybe tomorrow, not anymore.” I smirk.

He stops and stares at me intently in the eyes. “You’re so beautiful.”

I was still breathing heavily when he puts his soft lips on mine.

Ding dong.

We both pulled apart and groaned at the same time.

“Who is it?” Zach called out.

“It’s me, Zach.” A feminine voice replied. He froze.

“I – uh. Stay right here.” He told me, face pale.

He went down the stairs and I stayed put. When he wasn’t back in 5 minutes, I panicked. Who was that?

I ran down to see him kissing another girl. My eyes watered. “Zach?” My voice cracked.

He finally pulled apart from the mysterious black haired woman and then she spoke. “Who is this bitch?” She asks.

Stay strong, Autumn. It’s nothing. He did look like he was trying to pull away…

“I’m going home…” I ran out.

I didn’t look back, even if he kept calling out to me. I found a park and sat on one of the swings. I called Summer.

“Please pick me up…” I croaked.

“What happened? Where are you?” She panics.

“At the park.” I hang up.

So many thoughts were running through my mind. As my tears burst out from my eyes, it rains. Perfect.