My Fault// Sequel to Hurting More Than Once

Chapter 5: True Love

ZACH
Dear lord tour is starting today. My goodness I'm excited. But at the same time, I'm not. Oh god. What if I see him again? What if he tries to do something? The thoughts rushed through my head like bullet trains before feeling a light tap on my shoulder. "You okay?" Jack asks sweetly, setting his phone down and shifting to face me. "I'm f-fine." I stutter. Don't lie to him. You know you shouldn't. I know. "You sure? You don't look ok." He says, trying to get an answer out of me. "I'm good. Promise. I'll be right back, nature calls." I force out a laugh and fake a smile, getting up from the bed and walking over to the bathroom.

I'm so stupid. I should just tell him. I lift up my sleeve and trace the fresh scars that lied across my arm. I flinch and quickly roll down my sleeves, hearing the light knock on the door. I hadn't noticed I was crying until now. And what felt like seconds were actually minutes. "Zachy, you okay? You've been in there for ten minutes." Jack asks, clearly concerned. "Y-Yeah. I'm fi-fine." I stutter again. "Stop lying. You're my boyfriend I know when you're lying." He states. I unlock the door and collapse into his arms, breaking into a full sob. He shushes me quietly and I let the soft sound drift into my ears. I lift my head and kiss his lips, his ever so soft lips. "How am I so lucky?" He asks, looking me up and down. I blush and cover my face shaking my head. "You're not. I'm a mess. I don't even deserve you." I respond.

"You're right. You're a mess. And I love that about you. I love how you can admit your feelings even if you're afraid it's gonna hurt you. I love how you can easily wipe away those tears and push aside your emotions so others can be happy. And that's what I love. Some people usually say I love your eyes or hair. They don't love you. They don't describe what they actually love about you. I love how you stare up at the stars in the middle of the night when you can't sleep because you think they're mesmerizing. I love how defensive you get when someone calls chocolate better than vanilla. I love how you stand up for anyone. That's what I love about you. And don't for a second ever doubt it because I will never love you less, always more." Jack finishes his little speech and at this point I have him tackled to the ground and showering him with kisses. He giggles and kisses my lips, smiling. "I love you with all my heart. Don't let anyone ever tell you otherwise cause they're wrong." Jack whispers. I nod and lay my head on his chest.

"How about we cuddle for a little before we leave." Jack smiles. "Yeah. Let's do that. I'm in need of some more cuddles. Also if you keep giving speeches like that, maybe something more." *wonk wonk*. I wink at the end and giggle, hopping onto the bed. "Zachary Dean Herron are you teasing me?" Jack gasped, pretending to be shocked. "What? No. I would never." I respond, the sarcasm clearly heard. He rolls his eyes and wraps his arms loosely around my waist, placing soft kisses on my nose. "Wanna know what else that I love about you?" Jack asks. I nod in response. "I love how easily you blush with a simple gesture. Like me kissing the tip of your nose or giving you a nice compliment." He smiles. "Jack, no matter what you say or do, I will always blush with you." I respond, smiling widely.

True love is what he called it. And maybe I believed it.

A/N: Omg I haven't updated in forever! I'm also in love with this chapter. It's amazing. Yes I love my writing for once. Anyways, I've kinda gotten back on my schedule...? Whatever. Goodnight!

(This was written at 11:05 pm for anyone with different time zones.)