Why Don't We Imagines

Zach Herron - Getting Back Together

A/N : One of my lovely readers requested this one

Two weeks sure had felt like a long time. He broke up with you, something about long-distance being too much to handle. You weren't okay, and in all honesty, neither was he. Truth is, within a few hours, he had regretted ending things, especially over a Face-time call. 

"Daylights burning, lets go!" Your brother came trolling into your room and opening the curtains, you let out a groan.

"You look disgusting Y/N." His eyes widened in horror at the state you were in.

"Thanks." You muttered, re-putting your hair into a neater pony-tail then it was before.

"As much as I love you little sister, you'll get over him." That's when your empty piggy bank was thrown at him, and considering he was the 'jock' of the family, he caught it with good reflex.

"You wouldn't like it if your girlfriend broke up with you, so screw you." You groaned. Your mood had been extremely bad for those two weeks, you had barely talked to anyone other than your dogs. You went to the bathroom and got changed. 

"Y/N will you clean the pool?" Your mom shouted up the stairs to you.

"Sadly, no. It's your sons turn." You shouted back, only to receive a load of grief from your brother. 

"She can't keep using her breakup as an excuse mom!" He declared, stomping his foot.

"Hey! You can clean the pool for the next three months for that one. Your poor sister is absolutely heart-broken." Your mom tutted and you smiled that she was defending you. You went downstairs and headed to the kitchen to grab a drink of orange juice. Your three year old baby brother was cooing at you, so you lifted him up and rested him on your hip. The back-door then opened and in came the Herron family.

"Since when was this happening?" You whispered to your mom, you thought Zach was in California, not home. 

"I think two weeks was way too long." Myta told you and you didn't know what to say. She grabbed your hand and then Zach's and led you two to the living room.

"Talk it out." She walked away, taking your brother with her, leaving you and Zach awkwardly. You took a seat on the bean bag and he sat on the couch.

"How have you been?" He asked.

"Great you?" 

"Horrible." He replied, this conversation wasn't going anywhere.

"So you're home." You said and he nodded. 

"I'm sorry Y/N." Zach apologized and you laughed slightly as if he was playing a joke.

"I'm being serious, I-I still want you to be mine and I think I might even be in love with you." Your eyes widened, neither of you had ever been brave enough to say you loved one another in the relationship. You found yourself running over to him and just kissing him.

"I love you too." It was as if god had heard your prayers and now Zach could be yours again.

"Thank the lord." He grinned, wrapping his arms around you. A round of claps from the door broke you apart.

"Do I still have to clean the pool for the next three months?"