Mistaken Window • Zach Herron Fan Fiction ✅

i got your favorite

Zach's pov: When I pulled into Liz's driveway, I noticed that there weren't any cars there. I got out of my car -locked it- then walked to the side of the house where Liz's window was. I climbed up the ladder -that was still by her window- and knocked on her window once I reached it. I saw moment from inside after a few moments then the window opened. I climbed inside and looked at Liz. She looked like a complete mess -with her hair looking unbrushed and slight eye bags from obviously not getting enough sleep- but somehow still managed to look beautiful. I pulled her into a big hug right away I could smell the alcohol on her.

"Where'd you get the alcohol, E?" I asked softly.

"The dining room." Liz mumbled.

"How much did you drink?" I asked.

"I filled the cup up all the way, but only took one sip." She said pulling away from the hug.

She didn't slur any of her words.

"It was gross those so I just left the glass over there." She continued as she turned to point at her desk.

"So you're not drunk?" I questioned.

She shook her head.

"I didn't drink enough to get drunk." She said.

I sighed in relief.

"Go lay in bed, I'll go downstairs and bring the tub of ice cream up." I said.

She nodded then walked over to her bed. Once she was laying down I headed downstairs. When I got into the kitchen I grabbed the peanut butter ice cream and two spoons. Then I headed back upstairs to Liz's room.

"I got your favorite." I said holding up the ice cream.

Liz's eyes lit up and a huge smile formed on her face. Liz sat up and brought her legs up to her -so she was sitting crossed now- then she held out her hands.

"Holy shit, thank you." She said once I handed her the tub of ice cream and her spoon.

I sat down right in front of her on the bed. I watched as she eagerly opened the ice cream and began to eat it.

"You can dig in too." She said handing me the ice cream.

"Okay, thanks." I said chuckling before I began to eat some ice cream as well.

So that's what we did for about twenty minutes. We ate ice cream and talked -avoiding the subject of James.

Liz yawned.

"You should get some sleep, I'm gonna go bring the ice cream back downstairs." I said as I grabbed the ice cream and spoons.

"Thank you, Z." She said smiling.

I simply nodded my head then took the stuff back down to the kitchen. Afterwards I made my way back up to her bedroom. When I finally got to her doorway I saw that she was sleeping. I stopped -leaning against the doorframe- and admired how beautiful she looked sleeping. I finally walked up to her bed then leaned down and pressed my lips on her forehead.

"Goodnight, E." I whispered before leaving.