More than a night (Zak Bagans x Reader) (ON HOLD)

Chapter 1: Photograph Deal

A/N: Before we start, I had this idea because of a dream last night and I thought it was amazing. Also, As you maybe will know, I am from Belgium and I am Dutch. So that means for this story, as you read in the description, I will put Dutch in the story! but it will Always be translated afterwards. It will be like this (EN: Example)

So it is underlined! Have fun reading!!

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I started packing my bags. I went to Vegas, for my job. I recently accepted a job advertised on a site. I loved the United States. I went there as an exchange student.

I started begin a photographer when I was 15. Studying economics was fun, but it was boring, and having the choice to go to economics-languages or economics-math?

I made my choice quickly, knowing there was a school that provided me with education that was my hobby. In other words, I changed schools, got a new group of friends, which is quite hard for me, knowing I was an introvert.

And I started studying photography. I still remembered the look on their faces of my teachers when I told them that was changing schools. They looked at me with shock. Trying to convince me to stay because I was one of the only students who passed.

Sorry not sorry!

My parents looked at me while standing in the door frame, well my mother stood there, my father was behind her. They wanted me to stay, but, they didn't want to stand in my way for my job and luck.

"got everything you need sweetie?" my mother asked me, walking in and looking at the clothes I stuffed into the suitcase.

"Yup. Got everything I need, clothes, underwear, toothbrush..." I started. She smiled at me and my father came in.

"I would think you would have done this on purpose, making us a bit happy that we can help you. But knowing you after what happened that time..." he trailed of, but he shook it off and lifted his arm.

In his hand was a bag. Not just a bag, my camera was in there. "Thanks dad. Almost forgot about that one." I suited everything up. My suitcase was filled, my backpack with my gaminglaptop and consoles. Chargers and so on were in there and last, my camera.

I took everything by my hand and took my plane ticket. I guess this was goodbye?

"Thank you guys for everything, but I guess I will need to go!" I smiled. They talked to me in English the past months to train my language, needed to keep up you know?

"Och, vergeet het. Ik ga jullie missen. Ik beloof dat ik op bezoek kom tijdens de feestdagen en dat ik wekelijks een belletje zal doen. (EN: oh forget it. I will miss you. I promise that I will visit at the holidays and that I will call once a week.)
I cried a bit, not caring about our arrangement about talking English, anymore.

They both pulled me into a hug and we told our goodbyes. My grandmother picked me up to bring me to the airport. We have a lot of history and her being 79, it could be one of the last times I would see her. She's lucky she could still drive her car! Knowing her niece his husband being 85, has a thing that he may not drive anymore.

(y'all I'm using real stuff of my life here XD also, I'm still 16 so the moving didn't really happen, the base of her life, living in Belgium etc is because I found it funny to write)

She pulled me into a hug and helped me load everything into the trunk. We sat in the car and we drove off. Waving to my parents.

"Zo, je gaat naar Vegas heh? Waar ga je werken? Je hebt het geheim gehouden voor ongeveer de laatste 2 voorbije weken. (EN:So, you're leaving to Vegas huh? Where are you gonna work? You have been keeping that a secret for the past 2 weeks.)"