A/N ^^^ Lol, this was legit me today!
Zach Herron:
I was pissed. I was more than pissed. Hell, I was livid. How had I fucked up so much? We had to postpone tour. I was gonna have to record in the music hall instead of in a real studio with the boys. I wasn't gonna be in any of the Instagram pictures, just our pictures in general. Our interviews. I would have to record 7-12/12 here. In this shitty camp. And not to mention, I didn't want to put Kay through all of this, so we broke up. God, we hadn't even gotten to the camp and I already wanted to leave.
Adam had pulled up and I got out, putting in my air pods. Because I was so pissed, I slammed the door and walked to the back of the SUV, opening it. I needed a distraction. Something to keep me from punching this damned car. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw two girls, standing and looking at me. They definitely knew who I was. I smirked and figured I would introduce myself anyway.
Abi Hinson:
"Zach Herron," he came up to us and stuck his hand out. I smirked and already knew he was a player. I scoffed and rolled my eyes.
"Heroin. Never thought I'd see you again." Kaylee hugged Zach. What? How did she know him. I thought she was just as excited and nervous as I was.
"Been a while since I've been to this hellhole. I'm surprised you're still here, Kaylee."
"Well, after being a thief, multiple times, this hellhole becomes home, you know?"
"I guess. I'm not surprised to see you're still gorgeous." She blushed. "Speaking of gorgeous," Zach turned to me. "What's your name?"
"You're cute, but trust me when I tell you, I'm not into empty complements." I smiled and walked past him. I didn't know how to act around him. I wasn't about to fall right to his feet like every other girl would do. I figured I could have some fun with this. That is, if he really was into me. What the heck am I thinking. He is a famous, american singer/fuckboy. He isn't into me.
Zach Herron:
I was into her. I didn't even know her name, but something about her just sparked me. I don't know if was he long brown hair. Her light but dark brown eyes that looked like pools of honey. Maybe it was how short and beautiful she was. Or her sass. I always liked when they played hard to get. She looked a little bit like Logan's old assistant, but way prettier.
"So who's that?" I asked Kaylee as she helped me get my bags out of the car and to my cabin.
"That's Abigail Hinson," she grunted, pulling out my biggest suitcase. "Jesus, Herron. How long are you staying?"
"I'm here for the next nine months or so." I said, grabbing the bag from her hands and giving her the box I packed. "Take the small suitcase, will you?" She grabbed it and I grabbed the two bigger suitcases.
"Nine months?"
"Yeah." We walked to the cabin. "Ah, Hillcrest Cabin, how I've missed thee." I joked. Kaylee laughed and I walked to the open bed. Placing my suitcases down and unpacking. I had a full size bed. Two dressers and a nightstand. There was a closet for all of our suitcases and it was more than full. "Jeez, how many people are already in here?" I asked as Kaylee and I started unpacking. She opened my smallest suitcases.
"Only you would bring a whole suitcase of only shoes," she rolled her eyes.
"Well, Me, Jack, Corbyn, Daniel and Jonah." I added.
"Oh, yeah! How are the boys, it's been a minute since I've seen them."
"To be honest, I think they're a little disappointed in me. We had big plans, no pun intended."

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In The End, I Won.
FanfictionAbigail Hinson was born and raised in London, England. She moves to the states for college with her twin brother, Max and his best friend, Alex. When Abi runs into some trouble with the law, she is sent to a camp for "Troubled Teens." Camp Redwall...