Mixtape of Their Favorite Band

Dallas’s Perspective

I was sitting sideways on Zack’s lap, while he was lounging on my couch. I’d kicked off my Vans and my bare feet were resting on Alex’s lap, who was sitting next to me. Sitting around me were Jack, Adelaide, Rian, and the crew.

“Hey Alex, where’s Lisa?” I asked.

“I...um, she-uh, had a thing. Yeah.” Alex nodded.

“A thing?” I asked, looking at him weird.

“Yeah, a model thing. She’s a model.” he told me.

“I know that!” I said, kicking him lightly in the tummy.

“Hey!” he cried.

Zack’s arms tightened around my midsection. Not in a scary way, but just enough that I noticed. I turned around and kissed his cheek pointedly and he smiled.

“And you just missed Cassadee.” Rian told me.

“What? Ugh! I wanted to meet her!” I cried indignantly.

Rian laughed, showcasing his straight, white teeth.

“It’s alright, she wants to meet you too.” Rian said.

“What?” I asked again.

“Yeah, maybe you, her, Lisa, and Ad can do lunch or something.” he suggested.

Adelaide started to speak but I glared at her.

“Um, Adelaide’s pretty busy. Maybe it’d be better if I just go.” I said to Rian.

“Okay, I’ll let Cass know then. Alex, can you talk to Lisa?”

“Huh-what-who?” Alex sputtered, seeming to come out of a daydream.

“Can you ask Lisa when would be a good time to hang out with Cass and Dallas.” Rian repeated.

“Sure, cool.” Alex nodded.

Finally, all the guys left except for Alex, Zack, and Jack. At one point, Alex started absentmindedly massaging my feet, which felt wonderful, but Zack growled deep in his throat and Alex let go of my feet as if I’d burned him.

After a while, Alex stood up and stretched.

“Well, as fun as this has been, the sexy vocalist needs his rest.” he told us as the remaining four of us rolled our eyes.

“I’ll walk you out I guess.” I told him.

“Well, don’t burden yourself.” he laughed. I shoved him.

“Okay, let’s go, Slutskarth.” I told him and we walked out.

We stood on the side of his silver Audi. He puffed out his breath and hugged me. When I let go, his arms were still wrapped tightly around my waist.

“Uh, Alex, you can let go now.” I said pointedly.

“Oh! Okay.” he laughed and let go.

He got into his car.

“Call you tomorrow?” he asked.

“Sure.” I smiled and waved as he drove off and returned to the apartment.

Soon after, Jack left with Adelaide, so it was just me and Zack. Once I couldn’t hear Jack’s loud voice from down the hall, I took Zack’s hand.

“Zack, I need to talk to you.” I told him.

“Go on.” he nodded encouragingly.

“What was going on with you and Alex today?” I asked.

“What do you mean?” he asked back.

“Don’t play dumb. You’ve been looking at Alex like you want to kill him.” I told him.

“Yeah, um. He likes you. And you don’t seem to be resisting him. But we were...yknow, we did...today.” Zack stammered.

I smacked a hand to my face.

“Oh my God! Duh. I kind of noticed, but that’s how he is with other people, so I thought it was just him being himself. For the record, I had a crush on Alex for the longest time. But then I met you like a year and a half ago and you were so sweet and wonderful and I just completely fell for you. And then we actually spent time together and you liked me back...the point is, I pick you.” I told him.

He kissed me softly on the lips.

“Thank you.” he whispered, smiling.

“Do you wanna spend the night?” I asked.

“Sure!” he nodded, his face brightening.

“Okay, we should run by your place so you can get some clothes.” I nodded.

“Okay.” he grinned and took my hand, leading me out to his car.

We got into his car, which was really nice, but I couldn’t tell what kind it was. We arrived at his house.

“So I’ll run in and get my clothes. You’ll be okay sitting here?” he asked.

“Sure.” I nodded.

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I hadn’t meant to look, I swear. But the neon colored bra caught my eye from under the dashboard. I picked it up. Holy shit, double D’s.

Before I could toss it back where I found it, Zack jogged by, now in basketball shorts and a sweatshirt. He started to get in on his side but froze.

“Oh...” he said slowly. “That was from before I met you.” he explained hurriedly.

“Yeah, maybe wanna clean your car out?” I asked sarcastically.

He got in and puffed his cheeks out, then released the air inside of them.

“Are you mad?” he asked, looking at me with those damn eyes of his.

I sighed.

“No...” I said slowly.

“Dallas, don’t lie to me.” he said.

“Okay, I am a little. But I mean, what did I expect? You’re Zack Merrick. I’m just a kid basically, I’m only eighteen and you’re going on twenty-six. I-I can’t compete with whoever else you’ve been with already.” I told him.

“That’s right, you can’t.” he began.

I looked at him funny.

“Because you’re perfect. You leave them all behind.” he whispered, and kissed me so sweetly that I forgot about that stupid bra and any girls he’d been with before me.

We went back to my place, I changed into a large band tee and field hockey sweats, and we had a movie night. We found some dumb comedy on Netflix since I didn’t want Zack to suffer through any romance-type movies. We cuddled lots and talked late into the night. We fell asleep, curled up together on my couch, my head on his chest as I listened to his soft breathing and occasional snoring.

Notes

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this chapter was going to be longer, but I decided not to spoil y'all.

i've got a pretty good rhythm going rn, so let's keep that up.