Jachary Oneshots.

L - Love. Lie. Leave.

A/N: GUESS WHO'S BACK? Thought I ditched this? Nahhh! I'm gonna update a lot on this. Because I feel really bad. Follow me on @IdRatheBeAShipper if you want to talk to me! There's too many bad memories on this account. ANYWYAS! Now, Love. Lie. Leave cannot be name Heather (by Conan) because I've already done H (I just recited the alphabet to see if I did I'm so dumb LMAO) Soooo, this is based around true occurrences. I loved someone. I lied to them because they were already happy with someone else. And I left them because we drifted apart. They stayed with their SO and I stayed hung up on them for a while. Eventually, I gave up. NOW. ON WITH THE ONESHOT! (Sorry this A/N is so long, lmao)

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I still remember/ third of December/ me in your sweater

"Damn it, It's so cold!" Zach whimpered, teeth clattering. Jonah laughed. 

"You should've worn a jacket, then." He mused, amusingly. Zach rolled his eyes.

"Jacket are overrated. Plus, I wouldn't get to show off my gorgeous shirt!" He pointed at his shirt which read 'the world has bigger problems than boys who kiss boys and girls who kiss girls.' He'd seen it on the internet and bought it. Which was great! Since Corbyn, Jonah, Jack, Zach and Daniel were all going to a Pride Parade. Unfortunately, the day of the parade was cold. It was windy (the trees were shaking) and there was a soft drizzle. 

"It's beautiful, Zach. But you're going to get hypothermia." Corbyn pointed out. Zach shrugged.

"Alright, tell you what. You can wear my sweater! It has a nice message on it, it's warm and you won't freeze." Jack piped up. Zach stared at him, eyes wide.

"But you'll get cold."

"No big deal. I got a long sleeved shirt. I'll be fine." Jack pulled of his sweater and handed it to Zach. Zach smiled at Jack and pulled the sweater on, sighing at the warmth. It was so snuggly. And it smelt like Jack.

You said it looked better on me than it did you

"It looks great on you! Better on you than me, actually." Jack grinned. Zach's cheeks reddened even more than they already were. He gave Jack a small, shy smile and looked down. 

"Your cheeks aren't red because of the cold, are they." Daniel whispered, nudging Zach. It was more of a statement than a question, really. Daniel knew Zach too well.

Zach shook his head. "What are you talking about?"

"I know you like him. Don't lie to me, Zach." Daniel said, placing a hand on his forearm. Zach sighed. There was no lying to Daniel. He practically had a built in lie detector.

"Yeah. I do. A lot."

Only if you knew how much I liked you

"Then tell him. You'll miss the opportunity." Daniel said, recalling his fear of asking Corbyn out. In the end, it was worth it. 

"I can't... he's probably not even straight..."

"Dude. That's exactly what I told you when I was whining about Corbs. Now look at us! Plus, aren't you the one who said 'stop being a wuss and fucking ask him out before I whoop your ass, piss baby'?" 

"Well yeah but-"

but I watch your eyes as she walks by

Jack nudged Zach before he could finish. "Isn't she beautiful?" He whispered, pointing at a girl waving a Bi flag and talking with a 13-year-old who was grinning ear-to-ear. Zach's heart stopped. He forced a smile.

"Yeah... Why? Do you like her?"

"She's talking to everyone! They're all smiling. She must be really nice. What should I do if she comes here?! Say hello? Ask for her number? Jeeper Nuts...I'm so nervous!"