Chapter 6: Reasons

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ZACH
"Come on, cutie!" Jack shouts from downstairs. I blush and quickly grab my headphones, suitcase, and phone. I rush down the stairs and shove my suitcase into the Uber before the other boys could. I hear the boys follow behind me and force their suitcases into the trunk, too. Jack sits nexts to me, instantly grabbing my hand. I blush and bury my face into his shoulder, earning laughs from each of the boys. "Oh shut up." I say, rolling my eyes. Daniel smiles and kisses Jonah's cheek, trying to send me some kind of a message. Jack got the idea and kissed me on the lips. I smile and kiss back, not wanting the kiss to end. He pulls away and wipes the corner of his lips, smiling. "Anyways, while you guys were being lovey dovey together, I have decided that instead of sitting in this car in dead silence, we should play a game I found on tumblr." Corbyn mumbles the last part. "It's called 'don't get me started'. Basically someone gives another person a topic and they have to rant about how much they hate it. It's strangely fun." Corbyn laughs. "Aright let's play." Jack smiles.

"Who wants to start?" I ask. "I'll go." Jonah says. "Ok, hm. Donuts." Corbyn smirks. "I hate you. I hope you know that." Jonah huffs. "Yeah, yeah. You love me. Anyways, go." Corbyn laughs.

For the next hour we were all laughing, smiling, and had completely forgot that we were driving towards Ohio. In this moment, we were all happy. Our laughs filled the large void of silence and reconnected all of us as one again. Though we never lost touch, it had felt like so long since all of us were happy with each other. Jonah had finally forgave Jack and Dani and Corbyn, well, they were always happy. Daniel and Jonah had been dating for months now and they couldn't be happier. It had brought Daniel out of a state none of knew he was in. But that's not a story to tell, for now.

"Ok, ok. Jack, your turn." Daniel says, letting goggles slip past his mouth. "Let's do, roads." Daniel laughs. "I could go on and on about roads. But let's switch it up a bit, how about instead of ranting about that things we hate, we rant about the things we love." Jack smiles, looking towards me. "Sure. Jack, rant about how you love Zach." Daniel smirks.

"Where do I start. God. I love this boy so much. Every time he does the most cutest and simplest things, my heart skips a beat along with my stomach doing somersaults. I love it when he complains about how he hates the left earbud and insists on having the right one. Even when he's lightly snoring in his sleep it's cute because this boy is never not cute. I love him and always will. Now those were two reasons, but Zach knows the rest." Jack winks. They all awe and I punch Jonah in the shoulder. "How cute." Corbyn coos. "Alright Zach. Rant about me." He smirks. "A-about you?" I stutter. He nods and gives a devilish smirk. "Hold on let me get my tea cup." Jonah laughed. "You guys are so dramatic." I scoff.

"Ok. What do I love about Jack Avery. Everything. I love everything about him. I love how is curls lightly bounce when he laughs. I love how his smiles are always genuine and he can light up an entire room without trying. Gosh, I'm head over heels for this boy and I can't help it. I mean, who wouldn't be in love with him. You know what else I love, how he pays attention to everything. He may seem clueless at times, but he's really observing and looking for ways to help in bad situations. When I'm crying, feeling sad, anything, he's there and he always knows what to say. It's amazing how he can always be happy and nothing ruins his vibe. I love how he cares about everyone and everything. That's what I love about Jack." I blush. Jack tackles me and covers me with kisses. "You're so cute." He smiles, pulling me on to his lap. "I know." I respond, giggling. The other boys laugh and coo at the overwhelming love.

This boy is amazing. Nothing will ever change that.

A/N: Hah. I'm doing better with my schedule. Whoop whoop! Bai.

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