T H I R T Y - F O U R

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Jessica's POV

I knocked on the herrons front door, and it quickly swung open showing Zach
"hey beautiful!" he said with joy in his voice. his nose had stopped bleeding, but he hadn't cleaned up at all, he still had dried blood under his nose.
"I know im crazy hot but could you stop staring at me?" he asked smirking. I rolled my eyes with a smile
"why havent you cleaned up your bruises yet?" I asked
"they aren't bad" he stated. and I looked at him like he was a crazy person
"Zach - your bruises have bruises in them" I said as he chuckled
"jess, they dont even hurt, im fine"
"yeah I dont believe that" I said walking past him
"jess... come on - you dont need to do this"
"do what?" I asked
"get all stupid and doctory on me"
I walked into his bathroom to find the first aid kit. I knew he had one - I've had to use it before
"doctory?" I asked, and opened the cupboard next to the sink. "that's not a word" I said and pulled the kit out. I walked out and saw Zach had already settled down on the sofa and was watching TV. I walked over and sat down, putting the kit next to me, I opened it and pulled out some cream and a spray, it'll hurt him - but he'll survive
"dont" he said as he looked over to the TV, he was trying to watch a football game
"ey" I said and grabbed his face, turning him towards me
"ow! hey stop, im trying to watch the game" he said as he pushed my hand off his face.
"Zach" I groaned "please let me do this - you can watch the stupid game after!"
"no" he said, he lightly pushed me to the side. I thought for a second and then I got it. I tackled him - and he wasn't expecting it because if he was he'd of pushed me off.
"what the - Jess!" he said as I instantly put some cream on his face
"ow!" he squirmed but I ignored him. my legs where on either side of him, so I was straddling him. I held his face with one hand and dabbed the cream on with the other.
"jess your hurting me!" he whined like a little bitch.
"it'll be over in a second, stop being a bitch" I said. he huffed as I leaned over and grabbed the spray
"I like this position" he said - which made my cheeks heat up, he smirked as he moved his hands to rest them on my ass "you like this dont you"
"dont do that" I said and tried to get his hands off
"admit it babe. you like it" he said. babe...? ugh it gave me so many butterflies. I just loved how only Zach could make me feel like this. no one else.. only him.
"Alrighty, last one" I said and shook the bottle, I sprayed it onto a gauze and looked at him
"is this gonna sting?" he asked
"I dont know - you tell me" I said and pressed it on his lip
"fuck!" he shouted and squeezed my ass... on purpose? I dont know. but I jumped at both things, he chuckled and sighed, must of stopped stinging. I climbed off him and gathered everything then I walked over to the bin in the kitchen. I went back to the bathroom and put the first aid kit back in the cupboard. when I turned around I saw Zach standing very, very close behind me
"hi..." I said
he chuckled "can I tell you something?" he asked
"of course"
"okay, know im being completely serious about this alright?" he said, I nodded "I like you jess" he said. my jaw almost dropped. heck. Zach likes.... me?
"well - what a way to drop it" I said
he chuckled "sorry. I just needed to tell you" he said and I smiled "but if you dont like me anymore, I ge-" before he finished his sentence I engulfed him into a hug, he caught me easily as I wrapped my arms around his neck
"of course I still like you zachy" I said and squeezed him tight
"good" he said "I was worried that I lost you to Crawford for a second"
"pft, after what happened yesterday - never" I said. this relaxed him a lot. he set me down and wrapped his arms around me again. I inhaled his scent, which calmed my nerves "so, what does this make us now?" I asked and looked up at him
"I dont know" he said and tucked my hair behind my ear. "but I do know, this is about you. only you, no one else" he said
"you mean that?" I asked
he nodded "your mine"

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