Zach's P.O.V: I get up and start getting ready for my date with Jack. I end up wearing a black and white suit with a black bow tie and put a little bit of gel in my hair. I also wear my black dress shoes. "Zach, babe, let's go!" I hear Jack yell from dowstairs. "Coming!" I yell back. As soon as I get down the stairs all the way, Jack pulls me into a passionate kiss.
*7 hours later*
"Jack? Zach?" I hear Jonah, Corbyn, and Daniel all call for us. Jonah then busts down Jack's door and finds him wrapping my arms up in bandages because I had relapsed. I see all three boys on the verge of tears. Then everything goes black.
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8 Letters: A Sad Why Don't We Fanfic (Completed)
FanfictionWarning: this story contains self-harm, depressing topics, etc. This story also contains some gay smut scenes. Story may contain some use of strong language.
