zach herron • jealous

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"hey babe wanna go to a party with me tonight?" your boyfriend zach asked. you were laying in your bed, your arms and legs entangled together.

"a party?" you asked, slightly scrunching your nose.

"yeah. the guys are going and they want me to go but i don't wanna go without you," he said.

you sighed. he kissed your nose and your forehead then pecked your lips.

"please?"

"yeah, i guess."

"yay." he kissed your lips again and you moved your hand up to his cheek, deepening the kiss.

later that night zach took you to your house to get ready for the party. he lay on your bed while you showered and fixed your hair. you put on your favorite jeans then looked in your closet for a shirt.

"which shirt should i wear?" you asked holding up two hangers.

"i like the one in the middle," he said smirking while staring at you in your bra. you laughed and leaned forward, hitting his leg.

"seriously, which one?"

"that one," he said pointing to a shirt you recently bought and hadn't had the chance to wear yet.

"i like this one too," you said. you took it off the hanger and out it on, putting the other back in your closet.

you crawled on your bed and sat on zach's lap. you leaned down and pressed your lips to zach's, running your hand through his hair. he wrapped his arms around you, slipping his tongue into your mouth.

"i gotta do my makeup," you said. you got off of zach, despite his efforts to hold you in place, and sat at your vanity.

"you don't need makeup babe, come cuddle me," he whined.

"you're the one who wanted to go to this party. so you'll have to wait to cuddle till tonight." he sighed and rolled over, going on his phone. you chuckled at his stubbornness and continued your makeup.

once you finished you and zach got ready to leave, then headed towards zach's car. he drove you to the party where you met up with his band mates inside.

you were leaning up against a wall with a solo cup in your hand, not really paying attention to the conversation zach and jack were having.

the music was blasting through the house and there were people everywhere. parties weren't your favorite thing, but you came along for zach. he noticed you staring off and grabbed your hand, catching your attention.

"you okay?" he asked. you nodded and smiled, rubbing your thumb on the back of his hand. he smiled and took a step closer to you, wrapping his arm around your waist. you took a sip of your drink then leaned your head on his shoulder.

"y/n? is that you?" you heard over the music. you lifted your head up and looked behind jack to see one of your old guy friends.

"oh my gosh, hey how are you?" you asked, stepping away from zach to give him a hug.

"i'm amazing how are you?"

"i'm alright. what are you doing in los angeles?" you asked. he was your friend from high school back in your hometown. you and him always had a thing throughout your junior and senior year. never a relationship, but more like friends with benefits.

"not really sure actually." he laughed. you started talking about things from your past, him occasionally making jokes about you two sleeping together. about five minutes later you felt an arm around your waist.

"who's this?" zach asked.

"just an old friend. y/f/n, this is my boyfriend zach."

"nice to meet you," y/f/n said, sticking his hand out. zach just stared at him, tightening his grip on your waist.

"well it was nice seeing you y/n," he said.

"you too." he waved and disappeared into the crowd of people.

"what was that about?" you asked.

"did you two date or something?"

"not officially. why?"

"i could tell by the way he was looking at you. i didn't like it."

"well you don't have to worry about him," i assured him. i kissed his lips, caressing his cheek after.

"i'm kinda in the mood to dance," you said.

"you are?" he asked, surprised.

"yeah, why not? i'm a little tipsy anyway."

"okay." zach took your hand and led you to the dance floor. you found jonah and tate and started dancing with them, jumping up and down and singing the songs.

y/f/n popped up next to you and you started dancing with him, just enjoying yourself and having a good time. zach came up and you smiled at him, grabbing his hand and dancing with him. you both laughed as you sang the song and just acted like idiots.

a few songs later you and zach got tired and went to get another drink. y/f/n had gone with you, starting another conversation with you.

"zach i'm pretty tired, you think we could leave soon?" you asked, taking a sip of water.

"yeah sure."

"it was really nice seeing you again y/f/n. if you're in la again, let me know and we can hang out or something," you suggested.

"yeah definitely. i'll text you."

"okay. bye." you grabbed zach's hand and walked out the front door.

"you just gonna invite him to hang out right in front of me?" zach asked.

"what?"

"y/f/n. he'd just try to make a move on you."

"i wasn't being serious."

"you weren't?" he asked. you chuckled and grabbed his hands, pushing him against the car door. you leaned against him and put your lips next to his ear.

"i only said that because i like how jealous you get," you said, softly nibbling on his ear.

his hands moved to your waist, holding you right up against him.

"really?" he asked.

"mhm." you bit your lip, looking into zach's eyes.

"maybe i should get jealous more often." you chuckled and kissed his lips, pulling on his hair.

"we gotta get home. there's way too many guys here staring at you," he said. you chuckled and pecked his lips before getting into the car.

the drive home was full of teasing each other, only making it so much better when you were finally alone in zach's bedroom.

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⏰ Last updated: Aug 14, 2019 ⏰

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