In which Jack is a pop star and Zach is your average american teenager
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If you have anything against gay people,
please don't read this book
~COMPLETED~
Jack Today is going to be the day. I'm going to ask him to be my boyfriend. Zach, that is.
I've been planning it with Corbyn for three weeks, and It's hopefully going to go well. We've gotten really close over the past month, even though we didn't know each other before. I tell Corbyn my address, where we are setting everything up in the back yard.
Corbyn has never been round my house, neither has Zach, so they're slightly oblivious to the size. Zach knows about me owning a record label and being a musician, but he doesn't know how big the house is. When I let Corbyn through the gates, he walks up to me with his mouth wide open.
"Shut your mouth, you fish" I say, laughing at him.
"Woah, Jack, this is fucking massive"
"Do you think Zach will mind? I haven't been fully truthful with him about it"
I told him that my house was a medium size. I'm a fucking liar.
"Zach won't mind. He loves you Jack, and no one can tell you any different"
At that moment my phone started blowing up. Twitter, Instagram, Snapchat notifications flying everywhere. I open the first Twitter notification.
#jacharyisoverparty is trending #brachary is trending
I hover my finger over where the second hashtag is, then press it, regretting it as soon as I did. I saw picture after picture of Zach and some random girl. They were all the same picture, her hands all over his body. They all stemmed off one tweet. - brookysummers I love you, babe
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3rd March 2019, 7:58am - That son of a bitch. Leading me on then dropping me like a fly. Fuck this.
