✔︎ Simple Beginnings || Zach Herron

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As I got to my room, there was a knock at the door. "come in!" I yelled, in popped jacks head and I was genuinely surprised. "oh, hey jack?"

"look, let me get right into this entire thing ok. I'm sorry that I haven't been there for you recently, to be honest, it seemed like you and Zach were just friends and once you two became closer something felt off."

"what do you mean by off?"

"Well, before we came back here for the few months we are staying here Zach had a girlfriend in L.A, but once she found out that we were leaving for how long it was she apparently broke up with him," I was speechless, what should I say to that? "When we were all huddled today Zach had said to us he was still dating her and got pissed at him; I always had the feeling something else was happening when you two were close but now that I know he's cheating on her with you. well, I don't know what to do."

I stood right up leaving Jack still sat on my bed, walked downstairs and stood right in front of Zach. I glared at him; he seemed confused until he looked up to see Jack looking down at us with disapproval. his mood suddenly changed to fear. Tears stained my eyes as I looked at the boy I thought I loved. The urge filled me quickly, and my hand slapped him dead on the cheek leaving a red mark. I stormed back upstairs into my room grabbing all his shit a placing it in Jacks room.

As I grabbed the last set of items, I looked over at all his belongings, crying over them. in the corner of my eye, I saw his red hoodie I wore the days before and grabbed it. Running back to my room in a hurry to make sure nobody else noticed I stole Zach's sweatshirt and curled up in a ball on my bed clutching the sweater. Inhaling all the cologne that was left on it before I fell asleep wishing this didn't happen.

I woke up the next morning in complete silence; no laughing or screams were coming from downstairs. Nobody was banging on the doors. I looked over at the clock which read twelve sixteen. Everyone should've been up by now, but t was too quiet. I saw Zach's red hoodie was still in my arms and I quickly changed into it even if it reminded me of him too much. I strolled to jacks room and cracked the door open only slightly. There was nobody inside, so I stepped in to see a spotless room with no reminisce of zachs thrown things or jacks suitcases.

In a panic, I rushed down the stairs to go to the other places the rest of the guys were staying. Nothing, there were no suitcases, the beds were made, and all the lights were off. I snatched my phone and texted jack.

P: Jack

P: where are your and the guy's things?

P: Hello?

P: Jack, I'm freaking out here

P: wheres mom and Isla too?

P: JACK SERIOUSLY