Jacks POV
I stood by the kitchen table watching Corbyn cook some eggs. I wasn't really focused though and my vision was blurry. I couldn't stop thinking about Zach. Jonah refused to let me see him though. I'm starting to lose it though. I could just go and punch him...No, no way. He's my friend. I couldn't. I slammed my hand on the counter making Corbyn look up. "What's up with you?" "Nothing, CORBYN! My boyfriend is in pain and I can't even go help him!" "Ok...I'm sorry I asked" He went back to cooking and I turned around and stomped back down the hall. Jonah looked up from his phone, standing in from of Zach's bunk. "If you've come to-" I cut him off before he could finish and slapped him in the face. He looked back up at me, his mouth open, holding his cheek. "WHAT THE HECK IS WRONG WITH YOU!" I ignored him though and shoved him on the floor. He got up and cursed at me then walked away. Sorry Jonah, but I need to do this. I knelt down and opened the curtains to his bunk. He was turned around facing the other way. "Zachy?" I saw him move around. I got onto the bed and laid down beside him, wrapping my arms around him. "Jack..." he said weakly, but I quieted him quickly, and kissed his head.
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The Not so Secret Secret//Jachary
Roman d'amourZach Herron and Jack Avery are a part of a band called Why Don't We but when word gets out that they are more than friends, things get a little...out of control.
