Zach x Reader: “Say You Won’t Let Go” (Part II)
I knew I loved you then
But you’d never know
‘Cause I played it cool when I was scared of letting go
You turned your back as the rowdy basketball varsity passed the hallway, with Zach at the middle, eyes following you silently. It has been a week since that night and Zach was actually amazed that you genuinely didn’t tell a soul about what happened, especially when he was so used to girls using his name to be the talk of the hour.
You kept it a secret, and Zach doesn’t know if he should be thankful or disappointed. Somehow, he wanted everyone to know but was really happy because he also wanted that moment to be untainted; he wanted it to remain just your moment.
A moment he can go back to when the weight of the world becomes too much.
Zach was surrounded by his teammates, noisy and boisterous, his perfect atmosphere to drown out his guilt but as he stared at you outside, sitting in your usual table with earphones plugged in your ears and a distant stare in your eyes, he knew he just found a perfect alternative.
Half of the cafeteria literally stopped on its track when his 6’2 figure suddenly stood up, accidentally pushing the metallic chair away as it screeched in protest. He took his backpack and marched towards the door, unbothered by the pair of eyes watching his every move as he continued his journey towards you.
Hands in his pocket and mind full of hope.
This scene was way too familiar and he hoped the ending would be a little different.
“Hey,” he said the moment he was close enough, as if you didn’t see him (who the hell would miss him); you just didn’t expect him to actually approach you. Zach watched as you studied him, once again, eyes so unsure.
Please let this be different.
“Got some space for me?” You dumbly looked at the blank seats around you before looking back at him.
Are you sure?, you wanted to ask, raising an eyebrow at Zach but you saw the silent pleading in his eyes and smiled.
“It’s a tight squeeze but sure, help yourself, big guy.”
Zach almost laughed.
Yeah, this was going to be a whole different story.
He’ll make very sure of it.
“I’m Zach, Zachary Shan-Yung Dempsey.” He offered his hands to you and the two of you knew it was more than just an introduction. It was a key to a whole new door that will blast open the moment you two decide to say fuck you to the fates and decide to make one for your own.
You’ve always hated cliché’s anyway; pissing the fates off will be one way to be different.
“I’m (Y/N),” you gladly took his hand with a smile. “(Y/N) (Y/L/N).
I know I needed you
But I never showed
But I wanna stay with you until we’re grey and old
That day in the canteen started turning into a tradition, it became a rule. No one was allowed to sit in that table but you and Zach. That was your place and the whole school knew it. They were confused how a nobody like you got Zach’s attention but they knew better than to question it. If they didn’t want to deal with Zach’s fist then they should learn to mind their own business.
“Hey stranger,” you greeted Zach as he slumped down at the metal table in front of you. “Well, aren’t you cheerful.”
Zach peeked at you from his arms and chuckled. “If you see coach looking for me, let’s agree my name is Carlos and I don’t speak English.”
“ You don’t pay me enough to lie for you, Z.” You shot back earning a glare.
“Why are you so mean to me?” he whined, placing his head on your lap, as you placed your dainty little hand that Zach grew to love over his eyes knowing how much it helped him relax even if you have to be the subject of ‘is it normal that your hands are this small’ Aw is my lil’ Zachy mad?”
“Hey! I am not little!”
“I am not talking about your height, darling.”
Zach’s mouth dropped open and he actually removed your hand and gave you another glare “Excuse you, young lady, but you can ask every girl who had the honour and they will tell you I’m everything but little.”
“I don’t have the time to ask half the girls of this school, Zac—Stop! Zach, stop!” You squealed when Zach decided to place you on his lap and tickle the life out of you to teach you a lesson.
“Okay, okay, I’m done.” He said as he tried to make you stop moving around, holding your hips down.
“You’re such a little shit.”
“Oh please, you love me.”
Your moment in your safe haven was stopped by someone clearing your throat. You saw a curly haired beauty in front of you with a kind smile on her face. Jessica. As if almost on cue, you saw Zach straighten up, his stone cold face made it look like he was ready for war. He was nervous and uncomfortable, on cue; your protective nature woke up from your slumber as you prepared for the worst.
“Hey (Y/N),” you were actually shocked when she knew your name. “Can Zach and I talk for a sec?”
“She’s not going anywhere.” Zach’s jaw line locked and you knew he was mad now.
“Trust me, Zach.” Jessica shot back, staring at him with cold dead eyes. “She needs to go.”
They seemed to have a silent disagreement as they stared at each other almost murderously.
“Hey (Y/N),” Zach’s eyes immediately softened when he looked at you. “Can you get us some food? I’m kinda hungry.”
You stared at Zach, a bit hurt but you knew this secret was theirs to keep, and if he wanted to let you know he’d tell you when you’re ready.
You nodded and gave him a comforting smile. “I’ll be back.” You quickly stepped out of his lap and gave Jessica a once over. You didn’t care who the fuck she was, he better not fuck with your Zach anymore than her little group has.
“Nice to meet you Jessica.”
“You can call me Jess, my friends call me Jess.”
“I know, Jessica.” Jessica’s eyes shot at you and she could almost see Hannah in you: the snarky smile and the witty comebacks were too familiar. It made her heart hurt a bit more than it already has.
She made sure you were inside the cafeteria before she looked at Zach who was also staring at you.
“Are you gonna tell her?”
“She doesn’t need to know.” Zach crushed whatever idea she had in her mind. Since that night he decided he will not let anyone destroy the one beautiful thing in his life.
“She’s your girlfriend, I think she would –“
“She’s not my girlfriend.” Zach shot at her but was immediately dissuaded by Jessica’s sceptical stare. “.. yet.”
“Zach, look,” Jessica was careful not to touch him when she walked near. “I can see it, hell the whole fucking town can.” Jessica waited for Zach to look her in the eyes. “You love her. And no matter what the fuck happened between us you are still my best friend Zach and I … I just want you to be happy again and I know she can do that.”
Zach smiled sadly, taking Jessica’s hands in his. “Thank you, Jess.”
“But if you plan to take this any further,” Jessica added, gripping Zach’s hand. “You need to tell her.”
“Are you sure?” Zach asked, knowing she was also part of the problem too.
“It’s your move to make.” Jessica whispered as she eyed you about to go out from the cafeteria with a few snack on your arms. “You deserve a peace of mind.” Jessica patted his hand with her free one. “At least one of us can be happy again.”
With that she gave him one last smile and walked away.
“Hey,” Zach watched as you cautiously sat next to him, his hands automatically pulling you close. “Are you okay?” You looked up at him.
Zach stared at you, making you a bit uncomfortable, making you feel bad for all the times you unconsciously studied him “Jess was just slapping some sense in me.”
You laughed. “Well, that makes the two of us.” Zach poked your waist making you flinch and giggle. “What’d she say?”
And just like that a switch turned on inside of Zach as he suddenly turned serious, his eyes only looking in yours. The world seemed to turn deaf in both your ears.
“About how I should probably ask you to become my girlfriend.”
You were dumbfounded and Zach was scared shitless. Zach almost closed his eyes but preferred to look into yours as different emotions passed in it. He probably ruined everything in that moment but if you didn’t agree to it then he was willing to beg on his knees for you to forget everything he just said.
“(Y/N)?” You were dragged back down to Earth by his nervous features; you decided to take him out of his misery and managed to place the smallest of kiss on his lips that he wasn’t even sure it happened.
“Take me out on a few dates and I’ll think about it.”
EEEEEEEEEY HERE’S PART 2 (there will be at least 2 more parts for this series)