a/n: Sorry this is so short! Enjoy!
Zach's POV
Our hands are so close. Almost touching. I could just reach out and grab him. But I can't. Why not? Because. He and I, we're something different. I need his hand in mine. And when we're in private, I can get that. But honestly, I'm afraid if I get too hooked on this, I'll never be able to go back. In this moment, as I stare into his eyes, I just want to hold him tight and never let go. Ever. It feels like we're always putting on a show. Sometimes we let it slip, and the result is all of the Jachary videos on YouTube. Our faces mirror each other. He's staring back at me and all of the sudden, I feel a longing I've never felt before. I need him so badly. It feels like if I go another second without him, I'll crumble. But before I can grasp his hand, he gets up and walks away. I catch my eyes lingering on him as he slips away from me. His head shakes as he opens the door out of the interview room and disappears down the hall. No. No no no. This can't be happening. Not now. I need him! I'm so desperate for his touch and his comfort that I find myself running after him. I need an answer.
"Wait!" I shout. This needs to happen. We need to happen.
"Jack. Please. I need you. Just take my hand. Please!" I beg as I have never begged before. Because now, this is my last chance. I just know that if I give this up, I'll never get it back.
Jack turns around. He has tears in his eyes. The next part happens in slow motion. I'm positive that people are staring, but it feels like the only thing happening right now is me and Jack. We are the only two people in this world, and we speak with our eyes. I can feel him saying, I'm yours. Just take me.
I step forward and feel his hand reaching for mine as he answers my question.
"Yes," he breathes. He's holding my hand and I know we'll never let go. My eyes are wet. I've waited so long for this moment. There have been times when I could've been by his side, but instead I was so worried about what others would think. I thought that if I could just get to Jack, I'd be okay. But the media follows my every movement. I couldn't get close to him, not without someone coming to hate us. I couldn't do that to him. But right now, I don't care. This is all about us, and if they hate us, so be it. Because I, I could never, ever hate us.
His lips are inches from mine. It's time to take a step. A step into the unknown, a step towards the future. But at least we're taking this step together. He stares at me, licking his lips. Yes. Finally, I can have him. I drop his hand and grab his face, pulling him into a gentle kiss. We melt together until I can no longer think about anything except how I know that with all my heart, I'm in love.
a/n: I'll be making a Jack's POV of this. Love you all!
