She left a job for me. Secrets to keep. I tried, I tried to honor her memory. I tried to keep those secrets, but I don’t think I did the right thing. Her parents are hurting. I don’t know what I’m supposed to do. I don’t know what I’m supposed to do. I just… I wanted to take care of Hannah.
A/N: You guys don’t even know how hard this was for me to write. I’m not used to this but I really hope you guys aren’t disappointed. I literally had to take a 5 minute break after writing every paragraph. But anyway, this was requested so I kinda had to lol. Enjoy!
Request 1: Do you by chance right smut because Zach smut is my guilty pleasure?? My friend, you wouldn’t disappoint me, I promise!! - Anon who requested Zach smut
Hey, I adore your writing! It’s sooo good❤. I was wondering if you could do like spending the weekend with Zach and he’s your first. Xx (I’m sorry I had to change your request up a bit!)
It’s a Saturday night and you were supposed to go to Jessica’s party but you decided to stay home and finish a research paper which was due first thing next Monday. However, instead of actually doing the paper, you find yourself scrolling through Instagram, looking at pictures of your friends enjoying the party you were missing.
You let out a loud groan as you shut your laptop; to be honest you really couldn’t be bothered to finish the paper. You kick yourself thinking that you should’ve just gone to the party tonight, especially since you’re home alone because your parents are out of town for the weekend.
Finally, after procrastinating for so long, you pick up your phone and send a message to your boyfriend, Zach Dempsey. He was currently in the party with the rest of your friends.
You: I’m dying here.
A few seconds later and your phone buzzes.
Zach: Aw my poor baby. Well you’re not really missing out on much. This party’s boring without you. Wish you were here.
You smile at his reply before sending one yourself.
You: Well, I’m wishing you were here too.
Zach then sends out a sad emoji with a heart next to it and you pout as you place your phone down beside your laptop. You decided to open it up again as you stared at the page count. Great 2 pages out of 5, you think to yourself. You need 3 more pages to finish the paper.
You let out a loud sigh as you push your laptop to the foot of your bed. You then proceeded to shut your eyes momentarily. A few minutes later and the doorbell rings which causes you to suddenly sit up and wonder who that could be. You take your phone and your pepper spray as you slowly make your way down the staircase. You send a text to Zach while doing so.
You: There’s someone at the door.
You: Babe I’m scared.
Zach: Just open the door babe, make sure to have the pepper spray that I gave you ready okay?
You: If something happens to me, I love you Zachary okay?
Zach: Stop messing around Y/N and just open the door!
a/n: please read part 1 | gif is from here | I hope you guys enjoy!!
Zach looked through the cafeteria window seeing you seated at a table alone. It had been a week since his encounter with you he’s been starting his plans with smiles and waves here and there and some winks as well.
Upon entering, an amount of Zach’s friends started chanting his name. He made a quick glance towards the table you were seated then back to his friends and gave a few of his friends fist bumps.
He took a seat on the table and caught up with whatever the hell his friends were talking about. He looked towards your table a few times hoping to make eye-contact and once you glanced over to his table he smiled at you.
God that smile, you thought to yourself then shook your head to get rid of the thought. He has been acting weird lately and you were so desperate to find out why. All of a sudden a shadow was hovering over and you looked up. Bryce Walker.
Summary: Zach Dempsey challenges you to a one-on-one basketball game
Pairing: Zach Dempsey x Reader
A/N: This is my first imagine for 13 Reasons Why, also I haven’t written anything in a while so why not start fresh with some new inspiration.
It was another one of yours and
Zach Dempsey’s stupid little bets. You started out just shooting around in the
school’s gymnasium before basketball practice when he walked in. Your once
three point shooting streak had come to a complete stop when you saw the tall,
handsome basketball star as you missed the basketball goal completely and
caused the ball to land right into his hands.
You hustled over
to him to retrieve your ball. As you walked away to go back to your previous
spot, Zach called for you so he could give you a snide comment. “If it were me,
Y/N, I wouldn’t have missed that shot,”
You slowly turned
on your heels and eyebrows raised at the trash talk. “Excuse me?” you dared him
to say it again.
“I’m just saying,”
he continued to put up his arrogant front, “I wouldn’t have missed that shot in
You felt something
burning in your stomach. You were just as good at basketball as he was, but
because you were a girl you were inferior to him. He always gave you shit for
it. Every time the two of you saw each other on the basketball court he
celebrated himself like he was a god of basketball and that you could never
touch. Well, today was the day that you wanted to settle the score. You wanted
to prove to him that you were just as good as he was no matter the gender.
“You know what
Dempsey let’s play it out,” you walked up to him with a purpose until you were
chest to chest.
“Excuse me,” he
“You heard me,”
you pressed your finger against his chest, “Me and you, one-on-one, after
practice. Or are you too chicken to get beat by a girl,”
There was a shift
in atmosphere and you could feel it. Zach’s eyes narrowed and his smile turned
into a hard line. “You’re on!” he said before he stormed off to the locker
Now, the two of
you were sweaty and out of breath both from practice and from your game. It was
close and intense. All you needed was a point and you would have one the game.
You had the ball at the top of the key. Zach was staring into your eyes,
waiting on your next move. You dribbled the ball to the corner of the court
with Zach slowly following behind. Before he could plant himself, you changed
directions to where you came and forward, passing Zach in the process. With
Zach in the dust, you took the shot.
It was the perfect
shot, you could feel it as the ball left your hand. It felt like everything was
moving in slow motion as the ball connected with the goal and made the
beautiful swishing sound that you cherished. You couldn’t help but celebrate,
pumping your fist in the air at your victory. You turned to Zach, as he had a
smirk plastered on his face.
“What are you so
smug for?” you raised an eyebrow.
“I let you win,”
he chuckled as he walked up to you
You crossed your
arms over your chest. “No, you didn’t,” you scoffed.
“Yeah, I did,” he
placed his hands on your shoulders before gently sliding them down to uncross
your arms. “I let you win, so I could lose and take you out to Monet’s for a
Yet another sweet
gesture from the sweet Zach Dempsey. He always knew how to fire you up and to
cool you down. It was the best part about your relationship together. Every
muscle in your body softened when you saw his sheepish smile. It was that smile
that you fell for every time.
groaned, “We’ll go to Monet’s, but if you do that again I’m kicking your ass,
Zach couldn’t help
but laugh at your slight frustration. He leaned down to place a kiss on your
forehead. “You got it babe,” he smiled.
Y/N once heard Zach and Justin talking about some tapes and when she asked Zach he only brushed her off with a “don’t worry, love, ‘s fine”. Whoever she asked about those tapes either looked confused or told her it’s none of her business. She asked Zach multiple times about them, hoping he would break and tell her anything, so she would finally know what’s going on, but he didn’t. She noticed how tense he got whenever she asked him about them and how he’s changed through the last few weeks. It was taking a tool on Y/N and their relationship, as the girl thought he didn’t trust her and genuinely knew he was hiding something from her. And one day, Y/N decided enough was enough.
“Zach, I’m asking you one last time, what’s going on with these tapes!” they were sitting in his car, heading for his house so he could help her with her biology homework, as he was a year older and amazing at it.
“I’ve told you so many times that you should forget about them and stop worrying,” he replied calmly, though he could sense that Y/N wasn’t going to drop the topic this time.