wrong number | zach herron

eleven.

[ CHAPTER 11 ]

Tessa's POV

This concert really isn't as shitty as I thought it would be. 

It's actually amazing and super fun. 

Zach and I have totally hit it off, it's like we are already best friends without even meeting before. 

It's crazy but it's also great at them same time. 

I'm really happy with him. I know this is crazy and that I shouldn't be saying any of this but still, I mean, he's amazing. I can't help it. 

This is the hardest I've laughed in such a long time.

I've smiled so much that my mouth kind of hurts.

This is not good for Tessa. Ugh.

I've been teasing him about having a crush but for some reason, deep down I really hope he doesn't have one. But I can't keep pushing it. What's wrong with me?

I look over to the boys who are sitting on the other couch in the room "why don't we boys! Get over here!" I yells.

"No. Why don't we boys, you do not need to come over here." Zach says.

"Well if Zach doesn't want us to come, we're going to." Jack says happily.

I laugh and pet Zach's head "poor baby."

He pouts and I mock him, "tear tear cry cry." I say and we both laugh.

The boys come over and sit across from us. 

"What's up girly?" Jonah asks

"Nothing is up. Tess please don't say anyth-" Zach starts.

I feel like I shouldn't, I'd sound so weird. I would not want him doing that to me.

"So uh I think that Zach is cute but he keeps denying it, tell him that he's cute." I say

Why the fuck would I say that? Out of all I things I decide to talk about how Zach is cute. God what is wrong with me?

They all go on about how cute Zach is.

"Awww Zachy you're adorable"

"We love you Zachy baby you wittle cutie"

"Cutest kid I've ever met in my life"

"Okay okay. I get it. I'm cute. Thank you boys." Zach says.

They all smile and walk back to the other side of the room where just minutes ago, they were seated comfortably. 

"Uh maybe I should get going." I cough, awkwardly, getting up.

I'm embarrassed that I just said that, I need to go before I embarrass myself even more.

"No!" Zach says, stopping me by grabbing my hand, "stay. Please, I mean. Only if you want. I could take you home." 

I hover, deciding on what to do. 

"I mean, I don't know. Do you guys want me to stay? I feel like I'm intruding."  

"Yeah, I mean I want you to stay. I'm having- I think we're having fun. Right?" He stutters.

I smile, "well yeah. I'm having fun. I just didn't want to intrude." 

"You aren't." The boy reassure me. 

"Okay, okay. Sorry. I'm not the greatest at letting myself have a good time. I'm sorry." I rush to apologize and then sit back down. 

Zach smiles, "don't worry about it. Really, it's okay. I'm happy you're staying."