WDW Sickics/Oneshots

Heat Stroke // Zach

Word Count: 2019 lol

It was a hot day in Los Angeles.

97 degrees to be exact.

And of course, Zach picked the wrong day to wear black.

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Zach's POV

Waking up from sleep felt like stepping into a literal oven.

My clothes were soaked with sweat, and I had woken up multiple times during the night.

I felt even more tired than I already was just thinking about that today was a full day of work.

I look over at my alarm clock to find that it is 7:40 am.

That means, I have 20 minutes until I need to get up.

Instead of going back to bed, which is probably not possible at this heat, I stand up and decide to take a shower.

Going into the bathroom, I quietly shut the door behind me, and lock it.

I then turn on the shower to a cold setting, and strip my clothes.

I step into the shower, feeling a wave of relief wash over me.

Usually I would hate cold showers, but I'm pretty sure I would suffocate if I took a warm one right now.

After about 10 minutes, I turn the water off  and step out onto the bath mat.

I throw a towel around me and run my fingers through my soppy hair.

It's nice not to feel soaked with sweat anymore.

I quickly dry my hair with the damp towel, and slip on some shorts and a T-shirt.

I walk back to my room, and begin to gather things I need for the day.

That includes a charger, cash, snacks, and lots of water bottles.

The sound of an alarm blasts throughout the room, startling me.

I quickly run over and press the stop button, feeling stupid about the fact that I forgot to turn it off beforehand.

Suddenly, Jonah bursts through my door, making me jump once again, and I fall on the floor.

"Haha! I made you fall", he says.

I stand up and adjust my clothes making a comedically pouty face.

Jonah just laughs again, and this time, I laugh along.

"I'm glad you're up. We gotta go in about an hour and a half, so please be ready", Jonah tells me.

"Don't worry Jo. I'll be ready. Promise", I say turning back towards my bag.

I see him nod before exiting the room, probably to wake up the other boys.

I turn around and run my eyes, wishing I had gotten more sleep.

If my exhaustion doesn't kill me, this awful heat will.

An hour and a half later...

Jonah's POV

Eventually, the bus arrived outside the house, and we all gladly hopped in.

I'm not gonna lie, this morning, Zach seemed really tired.

I know it's just my dad instinct telling me somethings wrong like it always does, but I can't help being concerned.

Not only is he going to be tired today, but he also wore a black T-shirt with black skinny jeans.