a/n: I know it's a little late for Valentine's Day, but here's something to celebrate. Happy Valentine's Day!
Zach's POV
Valentine's Day. A day of roses, chocolates, and teddy bears. A day of couples kissing and whispering sweet nothings in each others' ears. A day filled with me being lonely and wishing for someone to call mine. For all my life, I've never had a valentine... so for almost all my life, I've never really cared for Valentines day. I try to ignore all the happy couples and just let the day pass me by.
But this year is different. This Valentine's Day, I might actually have a valentine. That's right folks. You heard it hear first. This year, Zach Herron will have a valentine.
You see, I've had a crush on Corbyn for a while now, but I just haven't told him yet. I'm pretty sure he likes me to, or so says Jack, and now I'm planning on giving him a valentine that says I like him.
"Okay. So, step one." I'm thinking out loud. Step one would be to make the valentine, but I've heard that you have to give some chocolates or something with the valentine to make it more "special". So off to the store I go.
Once I'm at Target, I head straight to the back, where they keep a stash of Valentine's day chocolates and candy. But as soon as I reach the chocolate aisle, I immediately spot someone I know. And the person I just happen to be buying chocolates for. How am I supposed to get chocolates without Corbyn seeing me? But before I can come up with a plan, he catches my eye. And then he turns and dashes to the front of the store. What just happened? I know for a fact that he saw me, so why didn't he say "hi"? I can't get those thoughts out of my head as I pay for a heart shaped box of chocolates and get in my car. Wait. What if he was buying chocolates for someone else, and he didn't want me to see? Or what if he doesn't like me and was actually in love with someone else in the band and was buying chocolates for them? Oh, no. He probably doesn't like me at all! Dammit. Why am I doing this? It's just a stupid crush. He doesn't even like me back, so there's no way I can give him these chocolates. Ah, I'm so stupid! I continue to crush myself with insults as I drive home.
Upon arriving home, Jack greets me at the door, eagerly. He bounces from foot to foot as I get out of the car and walk up to the door.
"Did you get them!?" he asks excitedly.
"Yes, but I'm not giving them to him," I answer quickly. "He doesn't even like me. I saw him at the store, and he was buying chocolates for someone else." Jack smirks at me, like he knows something I don't.
"What are you smirking for," I scowl. Is he really laughing at my insecurities?
"Nothing Zach. You don't have to give him the valentine. It's okay." He hugs me and follows me to my room.
"Oh, and if your not giving those chocolates to anyone, I'm gonna take them for myself." He snatches the chocolates and leaves me all alone in my misery. Well, that's just another valentine's day gone by, and with no valentine to call my own. And to think I was so, so close.
Hours later, I head downstairs for dinner. Jack and Daniel went out together tonight to celebrate, and Jonah's probably out with a friend. That just leaves me and Corbyn alone. I sigh. Sluggishly, I walk down the stairs. As I reach the bottom, I see that the kitchen lights are dimmed, and a bouquet of roses stare at me from the kitchen table. I gape. Who is all this for? Then I see a name printed on a card in front of one of the seats. Zach. My mouth opens larger. This is for me? Then I see a box of chocolates and a card saying Corbyn on the other side of the table. Wait. Is that the valentine I was going to give Corbyn? How did it get down here if I gave it to... oh. Jack must've put it out on the table addressed to Corbyn because he knew I wouldn't do it myself. And he knew that Corbyn was planning something for me too. I guess I'll have to thank Jack later. But now, I head into the kitchen and stare at Corbyn, who is at the oven pulling out two chicken breasts that look to be stuffed with feta cheese and spinach. Who knew he could cook? I certainly didn't. He spots me and amiably shouts, "Happy Valentine's Day Zach!" He beams from ear to ear, obviously proud of himself as he hugs me and quietly says, "I did all of this for you, Zach. I like you." he takes a deep breath, waiting for me to speak.
"I like you too Corbyn, and thank you. For all of this. You made my Valentine's Day special this year, and I hope you know that this means so much to me."
He blushes and replies, "You're welcome Zach." And with that, we sit down and eat dinner together, celebrating the day of love, and chocolates, and roses. Together.
