wrong number | zach herron

twenty-six.

sophie's pov

all the boys, christina, and another girl all ran up to zach and i concerned. they probably thought a random ran got backstage. oops.

zach and i get off the ground, not once breaking eye contact. we slowly move closer to each other, our lips so close to touching. at this point, we didn't care that everyone was staring at us.

... we kissed. i wouldn't say i felt fireworks or butterflies or any of that jazz. but i did feel something. i chose to ignore it.

our kiss got interrupted by the boys getting pushed on stage. apparently they were late. sorry not sorry.

"good luck", i wave to zach.

christina and the other girl walk up to me. wow that girl is pretty. i love her curly hair, i wish i had hair like that. i give christina a weird look asking for an introduction.

"oooh, sophie this is gabbie, noodlehead's girlfriend. gabbie, this is sophie, zach's mystery girl."

"oh my, i have been waiting to meet you! zach talks nonstop about you, all good things i promise", she pulled me into a hug which i gladly accepted.

us girls went to the side of the stage, singing and dancing our hearts out to our boys.