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too tall [z.h]

zach herron.

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"i give up," you mumble, walking into the living room where all the boys are.

you sit down next to zach.

"why do you all have to be so damn tall?" you ask, causing the boys to laugh.

"i think the question is, why are you so short?" corbyn replies.

"shut up, besson," you glare.

"zach, i need you to walk your tall ass into the kitchen and get me the bag of popcorn that is on the top shelf," you instruct. "please."

zach laughs, then stands up.

he walks into the kitchen, and you hear him grab the bag.

walking back into the living room, he plops back down onto the couch next to you.

"you're popcorn, m'lady," he chuckles, handing the bag to you.

"thank you," you say.

"anything for you, shortie," zach smiles.