I was back home with Zach for the weekend. It was a nice summer day do we decided to take a long walk. We walked for awhile and had one of those cute couple talks.
"I want 3 kids," Zach tells me.
"Well I want 2!" I protest.
"3 is only one more," Zach argues.
"But you don't have to go through all the pain and I don't want to be pregnant 3 times Zach!"
"But they'll be so cute Y/n! Think about it, they'll have your smile, my hair, your nose, my Pikachu cheeks! They'll be adorable so let's have 3."
"I'll think about it Herron but don't push me."
Zach puts his hands up, 'surrendering' with a smirk on his face. I roll my eyes at him and he laces our fingers together.
"Will we live in LA?" I think aloud.
"Yeah but it will be quiet, no fame, just a normal life," Zach answers.
"I think I want two boys and a girl," Zach shares.
"That'd would be cute!" I gush.
"Corbyn and Christina as the god parents?" I suggest.
"Maybe, but what about Jack and Gabby?" Zach proposes.
"How about Christina and Jack so that way the kids will have Corbyn and Gabby too," I compromise.
Zach nods in response and we continue to walk and talk for awhile longer until we get to my diner. Me and my friends always hung out here when we were in highschool and I cherished the place.
"Isn't this the diner?" Zach checks.
I nod and pull him inside, knowing he's tired. We sit in the booth that my teenage years happened in. I smiled as I ran my hands over the writing on the side of the table. I felt Zach's gaze on me but I ignored it and continued to reminice the memories.
I heard someone approach our table and look up to meet eyes with my ex, Charlie.
"Can I get you guys-oh hey Y/n! I didn't know you were back!" Charlie chirps.
"Um yeah, I came back yesterday with my boyfriend Zach," I say motioning across the table.
Charlie looks over and nods at him while Zach glares at the side of his head. We order are drinks after our little 'meet and greet'. While we wait for our beverages, we start talking about baby names.
"How about Penelope or Harper?" Zach proposes.
"Those are cute but what about Ashely?" I ask.
"I like that! Now for a boy maybe-" Zach starts before getting cut off by Charlie giving us our drinks.
We decide to order fries and continue to talk while waiting. After awhile, we are served and once we finnish we get the check. Zach, being a gentleman, pays and we leave. I look at the receipt to see how if the price changed and to my surprise is didn't but there was something interesting on the receipt.
Charlie- 000-000-0000 call me anytime ;)
I scoff and rip the piece off before throwing it in the nearby trashcan. Zach looks at me confused.
"Charlie put his number on the receipt," I explain.
Zach laughs it off and we walk home hand-in-hand. Little did I know, Zach later called the diner and complained getting Charlie fired.
