a/n: ok. So I know that I just did a Jachary story, butttttt.... I think this will be a good one. Hope you enjoy! Xoxo <3
Jack's POV
I sit on a purple and black zebra stripe couch in the store, clicking past pictures on my Instagram page. I'm bored out of my mind, and it's all Zach's fault. He dragged me out to the mall today so he could "model" for me. We've been here for at least two hours now, and I still haven't seen a single outfit.
"C'mon Zach," I coax. "I wanna see what you picked out!" I continue scrolling through my phone until I hear a curtain slide. Footsteps pace until a voice makes my head snap up.
"Jack, look at me already." Zach stands there with his hands defiantly placed on his hips. His rosy cheeks are complemented with a light pink tee-shirt and ripped black jeans cover his legs. He's wearing his checkered vans and his dark brown hair is swept up in his signature hair style. To finish off the look, he has a gold chain necklace draped around his neck. All in all, he takes my breath away. His clothing may seem simple on someone else, but with Zach, everything looked ten times better.
"W-wow Zach." I swallow as my eyes trail down his body. The shirt fits loosely, but that doesn't mean I can't imagine his sculpted torso underneath.
"Do you like it?" he questions.
"I think that 'yes' is an understatement," I compliment as I continue to stare at him. He shifts his feet on the hard wooden floors.
"Umm, should I go get changed so we can go?" I nod my head in reply, too dazed to speak. My eyes are drawn to his plump, pink lips. Snap out of it Jack! I scold myself. Feeling the heat rise up my neck and ears, I reach out and grab for his hand.
"Zach," I whisper. My voice is raspy as he turns to face me. With a quick glance to make sure no one is watching, I pull him towards me and as gently as I can, smack my face against his. My brain is on override, acting on impulse and soaking in the moment. I close my eyes and begin to deepen the kiss, but Zach pulls away. I'm stuck puckering my lips to the air. My eyes flash open and I'm met with Zach's smug face. He smirks as he says, "Wait until we get home lover-boy." And with that, he winks and walks towards the dressing room to change. Damn! I think that kid needs to learn a lesson. Thoughts of his 'punishment' fill my head as I stand up and stretch, waiting for Zach to appear again.
a/n: i know that this is super short but hey... i tried. Have an amazing day/night! Xoxo <3
