Mistaken Window • Zach Herron Fan Fiction ✅

p-sh n-no

Liz's pov: I woke up to the sound of my phone going off. I groaned as I sat up and grabbed my phone off the nightstand -making sure I unplugged it first. I noticed two things when I picked up my phone. The first thing was that Zach was calling and the second thing was that it was nearly three thirty in the morning. I sighed and accepted the call then brought the phone up to my ear.

"Hello?" I asked.

"H-hey." Zach slurred.

I furrowed my eyebrows together.

"Are you drunk?" I asked -though I already knew the answer.

"P-sh n-no." He said before giggling.

I sighed.

"How'd you even manage to get alcohol?" I asked.

"I-I have my wa-ays." He said.

I shook my head, before realizing he couldn't see that I was disappointed in his actions.

"C-an I t-ell y-ou s-omething?" He asked.

"You can tell me anything." I said running my free hand through my hand.

"I-I'm still in l-ove with E." He said.

"B-ut s-hhh don't tell h-er c-ause it's a s-ecret." He giggled drunkly.

"God, I miss her being mine so much." He said quietly, that  it was almost a whisper.

"Zach, you're just drunk," I said. "You should get some sleep."

"I only drank because I kept thinking about her and I thought that if I drank then I'd forget her for a little while." He said.

"It didn't wor-" He started to say, but he was cut off by a sob escaping his mouth.

"It didn't work." He repeated, actually finishing what he was trying to say before the sob had escaped his mouth.

"I just- I just-" He stuttered before letting out another heart wrenching sob.

"I just love her so damn much," He cried. "But she's with him and she's happier."

I felt my heart break as I heard him cry about me.

"Why do I mess everything good in my life?" He asked still crying.

"Shh Zach, you didn't." I said trying to calm him down.

"You need to get some rest, Z." I continued.

"C-can y-you sing me to s-sleep?" He asked sniffling.

"Of course." I said.

So that's what I did until I heard his soft little breathing on the phone.

"Goodnight, Z don't let the bedbugs bite." I said softly before ending the call.

I set my phone back down on my nightstand -making sure it was plugged in- then I laid down on my bed. I stared up at my ceiling as tears slowly rolling down my face as all my mind could replay was Zach's crying.

Author's note:
drunk/hurt zach makes me sad :')