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{Jachary} J.A & Z.H

Zachs P.O.V 

I walked downstairs sheepishly, not wanting to wake anyone up, or be spotted by anyone, but mostly Jack. 

As my bare feet touched the cold floor, I tip-toed to the Living room. The floor beneath me cracked as I winced at the noise, I heard the TV turn off with a click. 

"Hello?" A voice called out. Shit! It was Jack! I quickly ran, my feet carrying me lightly across the hallway and into the kitchen. I crouched behind the island as I heard Jacks footsteps emerge into the kitchen. My breathing turned heavy as my heart pounded in my chest rapidly. 

"Zach?" He whispered, his footsteps drawing near. I got goosebumps whenever he said my name like that, full of hope and wonder. "Zach I know it's you" he laughed lightly as I peeked my head over the top of the counter top. 

"H-how did you know?" I asked, standing on my feet now. 

"Because thats where you hide every time someone hears you come downstairs. It's like you don't want us to acknowledge you. Why is that Zachary?" he smirked as he neared the counter. He placed his hands out in front of him as he leaned on them for support. His muscles were evident through his short sleeved shirt and I gulped. 

"Reasons" I stated, turning to the fridge. As I grasped the handle bar I heard Jack come up behind me. 

"And what reasons would that be?" he pushed, trying to pry the secrete love I had for him, out of me. I grabbed the bottle of water I was eyeing as I tried to ignore him but the boy was so damn intoxicating, I was hooked on Jack Avery.

Closing the fridge door with a semi loud thud, I turned to face Jack. He cocked one eyebrow up as he lifted himself onto the counter top. His curly hair fell effortlessly into all the right places, his smile trying to spread across his face as his eyes stared at me. 

"Reasons that are going to stay a secrete" I chocked, unscrewing the bottle lid and taking a sip, I saw Jacks disapproving looks. Dropping my gaze from him, I placed my water bottle down on the counter top. I hung my head low as I started to walk past him.

"Goodnight Jack" I mumbled before I quickened my pace towards to stairs. I was almost to the top as I felt Jacks hand grip mine.  "What are you doing?" I whisper yelled, not wanting to wake anyone. 

He rolled his eyes as he started pulling me in the direction of his room instead of my own. "Jack!?" I whispered, furious because all I wanted was to sink into one of the Jacks sweaters I stole and sit on my bean bag chair and contemplate life, because frankly? Being gay in a band with four extremely hot guys is bullshit. IT'S SO HARD TO STAY IN ONE LANE AM I RIGHT LADIES!? Even though I have trouble, I always seem to come back to Jack, in conclusion, this entire relationship thing isn't meant for me, clearly I'm meant to live my life with cats dogs till I get old AND DIE. Maybe a bit over dramatic but whatever, its the truth. 

"Just shut up" He whispered back as he turned the handle, he opened the door to his room and pushed my inside lightly. 

"What do you want?" I asked, my voice hoarse and deep. Well that was new. 

"Just shut up" he hissed. I rolled my eyes and just as I was about to pull my hand away from his, we tripped. 

As we fell, the bed caught us. 

I fell on top of Jack but didnt realize until he finally spoke. "Well hello Zachary" his voice was dark and raspy, hot. A blush crept to my cheeks, I started climbing off of his lap when he started to speak again, "I know Zach so stop hiding it" he whined, throwing his head back and groaning in frustration. My eyes grew wide, my heart pounded, leaping into my throat. 

"Y-you know?" I whispered. He nodded his head like that was good enough. Hu uhhh, no? I need an explanation PLEASE. 

"Of course I know and trust me, 1. I dont blame you for liking me"

"Cocky" i rolled my eyes, interrupting him.

"You didn't deny it, and 2. I like you too" now it was his turn to blush. 

"Since when?" I asked, disbelieving and skeptic that this was really happening.

"Since I walked in on you wearing my sweater in your sleep, I found myself loving how it looked on you and just admiring your peaceful figure" his face turned a darker shade of red as he confessed. 

"Kinda creepy" I laughed. 

"Just shut up and kiss me please" he groaned. Obeying, I wrapped my arms around his neck. I slowly leaned into his lips, his touch around my waist sending shivers down my spine. I teased him just a little and hovered my lips over his, moving them slightly, just enough to leave him wanting more. 

He finally got fed up with me and connect our lips himself. First kisses are supposed to be awkward so why does this one with Jack feel so perfect, so meant to be?

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A/N: MY SSHIPPPPPP I had to and I personally love this story so much omg😍 tell me in the comments if you think I should keep doing ones like this!

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