fake love »» Zach Herron

chapter 7

zach**

I fell asleep watching Hailey sleep while playing with her hair.

"Zachy! Hailey!" Reese woke me up. I shot up and so did everyone else.

"What happened?" We all asked at the same time.

"I-I had a dream t-that you a-a-and Hailey b-broke up b-because of me." She started crying into my chest.

"We would never break up because of you! Why would you think that?" Hailey asked

"I-I don't k-know." She sniffed.

"How about tomorrow we can go anywhere you would like?" I asked her.

"O-Okay." She said sniffing. We all lay back down. Reese was snuggled tightly between me and Hailey.

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"Zach! Wake up!" Someone said laughed poking at me.

"Wha why?" I mumbled sleepily.

"We have to make breakfast!" Hailey whispered. "Can you cook?"

"A bit." I lied.

"Great! Can you help with the pancakes?"

"Yeah, uh, just teach me." I said. She rolled her eyes.

"Thought you knew how to cook?"

"Microwave ramen?" I said. She laughed and pulled out some pancake batter.

"Just follow the instructions. When you're done making the batter give it to me so I can make sure it's edible." she said. "Oh, and you'll need this." she said placing down a measuring cup.

"Uh, yeah, okay." I said and put in everything.

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"Hailey!" I called over to her.

"Hold up, almost done with the omelettes!" She said flipping one over.

I put some stray batter on myself to make it look like I've been trying really hard as she put the omelettes on a plate.

"Zach it's really not that hard to make." She said kissing me while I held on to her. When we were apart she dipped a finger in the batter and tasted it. "Zach it's actually not that bad. You just need to whip it up some more."

"Is it edible?" I asked hopefully as she stirred it some more.

"Now it is." she said pouring batter into a pan. "Do you guys have any juice? Or milk?"

"We have milk but not juice." I said looking proudly at the stack of pancakes.

"Come on, let's go to the store." She said grabbing car keys.

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Hailey grabbed two cartons of apple juice and orange juice at 7:30am.

"Babe, breakfast is ready right?" I asked yawning.

"No." She said giggling. "You'll see."

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We set up the table and it looked like a feast. There were nine omelettes on each plate, sausages in another, bacon on two plates, French toast on one plate, and my pancakes on two stacks lightly drizzled with syrup. Hailey set down three glass pitchers filled with orange juice, apple juice, and milk.

"Babe can you go get some berries?" she asked me. I gave her the berries and she arranged it nicely on each plate. "Now is the best part and I'll let you do it. You could sprinkle the powdered sugar."