Liz's pov: I laid in bed looking up at the ceiling not able to fall asleep. I hoped that Zach would just show up at my window and we'd go on a late night adventure, but it's already four in the morning so there's no way that's happening. I sighed and got off my bed. I walked over to my closet and grabbed a sweatshirt that happened to be Zach's. I put it on and walked over to my nightstand -grabbing my car keys and phone.
***
zach💜
are you awake?
yeah
good now go outside
wait what?
just do what i said
fine, but a murderer
is outside and kills me
then i'm blaming you
***
"Holy shit," Zach said once he walked out of his house. "What are you doing here, E?"
"I wanted to go on a late night adventure." I said smiling sheepishly.
Zach smiled.
"Well I'm down, but can I at least go get a shirt?" He asked.
"Oh uh yeah, you probably will need that." I said feeling my cheeks heat up as I glanced at his abs.
Zach chuckled.
"I'll be back in a sec." He said before going back into the house.
I got back into my car and started it. Soon enough Zach came back outside -with a sweatshirt on- then got into the car.
"So where to?" Zach asked as he buckled in his seat belt.
"I'm not quite sure yet." I said as I started driving.
"So why aren't you at home and asleep right now?" He asked.
"I couldn't sleep." I said sighing.
"Why?" He asked -his voice filled with concern.
"I was thinking about stuff." I said slightly shrugging, but still keeping my eyes on the road.
"Like James?" He questioned.
"Yes, but not only him." I said hesitantly.
"Do you miss him?" He asked, avoiding my last statement.
"Yes." I said truthfully.
"Do you love him?" He asked.
I stayed silent for a few moments as I thought of a way to respond to that.
"I do-" I started to say, but took a quick pause.
"Just not as much as I should." I continued.
He stayed silent for awhile, but I already knew what he was gonna ask next.
After awhile he finally spoke up and asked me what I was slightly dreading to answer.
Do you still love me?
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Mistaken Window • Zach Herron Fan Fiction ✅
Fanfiction"I'm sorry, but I think you have the wrong window" "Trust me, I have the right window" where a sixteen year old boy threw stones at a girl's window thinking it was his best friend's window. started to write: august 23rd, 2017 first published: novem...
