Tagged//Zach Herron Imagine [COMPLETED]

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~Lauren's POV~

"I'm moving back to New York," I spit out.

Zach sits up immediately. He gets out of bed shirtless and stands in front of me as I scootch to the end of his bed. I sit still waiting for his full reaction.

"What?" he processes.

"Do you want to know why?" I ask biting my lip while standing up putting my hands on his shoulders.

He nods immediately and sits me back down on his bed. He stands infront of me once again.

I look down and back up as I begin to explain.

"Two days or so ago when you weren't in the room you got a text. Once I saw who it was from I decided I should look at it and tell you to answer it immediately. That's when I saw the actual text and not just who it was from. It was from Atlantic Records and that guy David. He said if you didn't get out there soon with whoever else he wouldn't be able to get you a deal."

I sigh when Zach asks, "Ok what does you moving have anything to do with this situation?!?"

"I'm paying for you and the guys to go out to L.A so I won't exactly have the money for this month's rent. I am moving in with Christina instead of my parents. I don't want to barge in on them because they have lives to live like me."

It is silent and it is awkward silence for the first time between just us two.

"Za-"

"Lauren...why are you doing this? Are you trying to escape me beacuse if that's what this is then I will give you space," he says.

I giggle, "Baby...no...I would never do this to hurt us. I will do whatever it takes to help you live your dream. You have this shot and you're not going to throw it away. We can work long distance right?"

"I guess," he shrugs sitting down next to me finally, "but I can't stand the thought of you meeting another guy somewhere I'm not."

I swing my legs over his lap sitting on his pelvis careful not to sit anywhere else. He hugs me tightly wrapping his arms around my waist. I smile into his shoulder whispering, "We can do it."

"I know we can," he says back.

This makes me blush and I pull back smiling.

"When are you leaving and when am I?" he asks running his hand through my hair.

"In a week," I smile halfhearedly, "you just have to let David know."

"Lauren..." he tries to comvince me. 

"I'm doing this because I love you and please understand that," I state the facts.

"I love you so much," he trails off seeming lost.

I place my lips onto his and let a slight tear fall from my face, "Did that bring you back pretty boy?"

"Maybe," he said.

And the next thing I know we are under his sheets with our legs tangled together.