|| C H A P T E R F O U R T E E N ||

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I woke up to the sound of a paint brush gently coming in contact with something. My eyes fluttered open, looking over towards the figure i saw out of the corner of my eye. Zach stood there, in a pair of shorts and a hoodie, trying his best to paint the wall mural that hadn't been touched in so long. I smiled, seeing him struggling to do a good job. I watched him hold onto his necklace reading Carson, making me blush.

Carson- Hey.

He looked over at me frightened, as i sat up.

Zach- *smiles* Oh, Hey.

He sat next to me on the queen sized bed, throwing his arm over my shoulder.

Carson- What are you doing in here at...

I checked my phone.

Carson- eight a'clock in the morning? *laughs*

Zach- I was trying to finish the painting for you, i wanted you to wake up to it.

Carson- Waking up, and seeing you wasn't so bad either. *laughs*

He blushed, pulling me closer.

Carson- Are the boys up yet?

Zach- You say that as if they wake up at eight a.m. everyday without being forced. *smiles*

Carson- True...

I got up walking in to my closet, and shutting the door.

Carson- Are we doing anything today?!

I screamed from the closet.

Zach- Nothing that i know of yet.

It was freezing in L.A. , Christmas was right around the corner. The boys were working on a Christmas EP most of the time, while me and Oakley were usually Christmas shopping. I walked out with a white tank top, and a red flannel over it, some light wash high waisted jeans, a pair of converse, and lastly an oversized jean jacket with a fur inside. I walked out, smiling.

Carson- How do i look?

Zach- ...........

He sighed.

Zach- Beautiful.

I blushed at the words, a million butterfly's filling my stomach.

Carson- Can you do a favor for me?

I put on my best innocent face.

-TIME SKIP-

I sat on my bed, Zach behind me, curling iron in hand.

Zach- One curl, finished.

Carson- *laughs* Thank you.

Zach- ...... Anything for you... Two curls, finished.

I lightly felt heat press against my ear, jumping at the contact.

Carson- Ow!

He grabbed my shoulders, turning me around, quickly.

Zach- Are you ok?! What'd i do?! I'm sorry!

He touched my ear, looking at the red spot.

Carson- Zach i'm-

Zach- Shh

He went to the bathroom, grabbing a band aid and coming back.

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