Zach Herron, the smallest, youngest, and most fragile member of why don't we. Zach has been getting hate for as long as he can remember. One day, a fan calls out to him during a show, making everything worse. Will the hate get to him?
*WARNINGS*
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I was right. The plane ride sucked horribly. We were back home and my small wound had healed. It still hurt, but it was manageable. I was currently in bed watching Netflix when Jack walked through the door.
"Hey bub. I got you some breakfast." I look at the oatmeal, toast and Apple juice on the tray in his hands as he walks over.
"I'm not hungry." Jack sends me a pointed look.
"Nice try." I pout, glancing away from him.
"Worth a shot." I grumble. He sighs before walking over to me. He sets the tray on my nightstand before grabbing the toast.
"Just eat a few bites. Please? That's all I'm asking. You don't have to eat the oatmeal, just take like 3 bites of toast." I looked at the buttery slice of bread, grimacing. I didn't want to eat that. Do you know how fattening butter is?
"Zach." I glance at the boy, seeing the look he was giving me.
"Fine." But only because you're hot. I take a small bite of the toast, but don't chew it. I felt so gross so uncomfortable. I glance at Jack and before I can think, I pull his lips to mine. We made out for maybe a minute before he pulled away and spit into the trashcan.
"Zach that's disgusting! You can't just shove your food in my mouth because you don't want to eat it." I blush, looking at my lap.
"Now explain why you just kissed me." I glance up shyly, not really wanting to admit anything. Sensing my sudden shyness, he takes over.
"Zach, look bub, I like you. You don't have to be shy about it. The kiss was amazing, well until you shoved your toast in my mouth." I don't look at him, feeling quite embarrassed. I feel his finger turn my head and his lips meet mine.
I slowly kiss back, the kiss sending tingles throughout my body. We kiss until we can't breathe, pulling away. He smiles at me and I can't help but blush, smiling shyly.
"I-I like you too." His smile widens and he quickly pecks my lips.
"Then let's make a deal. You eat 3 bites of toast and we can make out. If you eat 3 bites of your lunch and 3 at dinner, I'll take you on a date." I hesitate, glancing at the food on my nightstand. I hesitantly nod, grabbing the toast again.
I glance at him, getting a reassuring nod before my eyes go back to the toast. I take a small bite, grimacing as I chew. I swallow and instantly want to go throw up but his words stop me.
"Good job baby! You're doing great." I blush, but smile. I hesitate but take another bite. God this was disgusting. I take my third and final bite, swallowing. I felt so full already.
"You did it! I'm so proud of you. Even if you did just do it for a kiss." I blush once again but smile, biting my lip.
"K-kiss?" I ask. He chuckles but nods. He moves the toast to the tray, leaning over me soon after.
His lips meet mine and I can't help but hum happily. His arms were on either side of my head as he slowly leaned me back, our lips never parting. His tongue pokes my lip and I gladly let him in, his tongue roaming my mouth. Unfortunately air came I to the equation, causing us to pull away. I glance up at him, panting softly.
"You are quite the kisser Herron." He teases, causing me to blush.
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