Why Don't We Imagines

Zach Herron - Fight Final Part

"Dude, you don't even know where she'd plan on flying to." Corbyn told Zach as they scanned through the different flights.

"Oh my god it's Zach and Corbyn!" A couple of fans screeched.

"Guys have you seen Y/N?" Zach questioned them both. They looked at each-other awkwardly.

"We shouldn't tell you, but she's flying to Houston." One of them said. It would be impossible for Zach to catch up with you now, especially with security. Instead, he thanked them and sprinted to the nearest check-in desk.

"I need a ticket on that flight to Houston, right now." He panted out. The women looked slightly taken back but printed his ticket, he paid and showed his passport, which Jon thankfully brought with him.

"Home is where the heart is, good luck bud!" Jack P patted his shoulder. Zach legged it towards security.

"Flight to Houston, Texas, the gate will be closing shortly." Zach's eyes widened. He had limited time to get from one side of the airport to the other. Once through security, he checked a couple of signs, before running as fast as he could to the gate.

"Please tell me the gate hasn't shut!" He declared.

"You're just in time sir, I'm gonna need your flight ticket and passport please." He let out a sigh of relief and handed them over.

"Have a safe flight sir, go get your girl." The lady said.

"How'd you know?" He questioned.

"I took the time to talk to a young lady, who said you'd end up doing something like this. She was in an awful state, go and make immense." His heart ached at the thought of you. Zach had finally made it onto the airplane.

You on the other hand were completely broken. You felt empty, with your legs practically sprawled across the empty seat next to you, small tears escaped your eyes.

"M'am are you okay?" The cabin crew guy asked.

"I will be." You sighed.

"Excuse me can I have some help finding my seat." A familiar voice said. You shook it off and put your earphones back in, knowing it was all way too good to be true. When you turned back around, there he was.

"Here's your seat sir." The guy smiled at Zach. Your eyes nearly fell out of your head.

"You've got to be kidding me right now." You whispered.

"Y/N, I'm so-" He began but you turned your head, not wanting to hear it.

"I didn't mean it. I'm so sorry. I'm just stressed. I feel like going out is my way of relieving that. Now I know how unfair I've been towards you, and I wish I could take every last word I said back. You didn't deserve that, and I'm sorry." He apologised.

"Of all the people, you were the one who had to be sat next to me. Even after you wanted me to fly the fuck out of your sight?" You raised an eyebrow.

"How'd you even know I was at the airport?" You asked him.

"Jack told Jon. I saw your note. I-I couldn't just stand there and let you leave. Especially on bad terms." Zach sighed, running a hand through his now flat hair.

"You literally have a show tomorrow. Why are you here?" You questioned him.

"Because Y/N, you're the best thing that happened to me, I'm not letting you think you're not. Everything about you makes me so happy. I regret everything. I can't let you walk out of my life." He told you.

"But you have a show-" Now he was the one cutting you off.

"Whether I have a show or not, shows happen everyday. It's not everyday, I meet a girl like you. You're the one I love, you're the one I'll always need."