Time Goes On
by Chelle

~ CHAPTER 35 ~

"Hey everybody! I didn't know I'd have an audience. I would have dressed better. What are you all doing in here? I know it's late but it's really a nice evening." Zac said with a smile. He walked through the door just as we were discussing what to do. It was almost twelve thirty and the venue staff had just told Dave that we would have to leave because they normally closed at midnight. "Zac! You sorry piece of shit! Where in the hell have you been?! We've been worried sick! What is your fucking problem man, seriously? Somebody needs to beat the shit out of you for this! Do you have any idea what you have done?! You have thrown everything off track!" Taylor had immediately jumped to his feet and started yelling. Zac crossed his arms over his chest and stood only a few inches from his brother. He didn't speak, he just stood there with a slight smile on his face and a calm expression. Tori got up and she and I walked over to step between them. Ike stopped us and said "That's enough Taylor! What's done is done and you yelling in his face isn't going to help anything. Now the venue was supposed to close thirty minutes ago so we need to get out of here. We'll have to cancel the photo shoot but if we leave now we might just be able to make it to the next show."
Within ten minutes, we were all on the bus and had started our trip to the next stop. Taylor and Tori had gone into their room and Isaac was up front reading a map and helping Dave navigate through the rain that had started. Zac had come up behind me while Shelly and I were talking on the couch and had given me a light kiss on the back of my neck. "Uh Shel, I need to borrow her for a while. I'm sure you can handle whatever y'all are doing on your own." He then took my hand and began tugging on my arm. I smiled at Shelly and then Zac and I went into our room. He shut the door and pulled me to him. Wrapping his arms around my waist, he kissed me and began to pull my t-shirt up. His finger tips were cold as they ran across my stomach and then up and down my back. I was a little uneasy as he pulled my shirt over my head and then kissed me again. He slowly made his way to my neck. He was kissing me so easy, gentle, like the first time he'd kissed me. It was as if he was waiting for me to make him stop. I didn't though. I felt like I needed to take all the attention I could possibly get from him. It'd had been a while... he'd been so preoccupied with what seemed like everything and everyone except me. I wanted him... I wanted him to want me. As he walked me the few steps over to the double bed and I laid down, he stood over me. He had a little smile on his face and an almost mischievous expression. He didn't move, he just stood there and looked at me. I became unsure of what he would do. I wasn't sure of his intentions really. I took a deep breath and started to say his name. His finger immediately covered my lips and he whispered "Shhhh, we have to be quiet." He then tore off his shirt and laid on top of me, supporting his weight on his forearms. "You are still so beautiful. I have missed you." he said, then kissed me again. He slowly kissed my neck and across my collarbone. I tried to keep my mind on him and his words about loving me and wanting me. I'd still find myself wondering where he'd been earlier, who was the old friend, why wouldn't he tell anyone anything. So many questions flooded through my mind as he slid the straps of my bra off and pulled it down as he kissed my breasts. His lips were warm and his breath was hot. I never did become convinced that it was a good thing for Zac to know just how to make me forget I was ever mad at him or that he had hurt me. He kissed down to my stomach and then back up again to my lips. "Damn baby. I have thought about this nearly all day. Melissa, tell me you love me." he whispered as he bit down on my ear. "I love you." I said quietly. He turned onto his back, pulling me on top of him. He took my face in his hands and said "Do you remember what I told you about how no one would ever take you away from me?" I nodded as his eyes looked right into mine. "Melissa, I want you with me forever. I swear you are going to be my wife. No one else could ever come close to making me feel the way you do." I just smiled as he raised his head to kiss me again. "I'm all your's tonight baby. Take me as you wish." he said with a little laugh and I began kissing up and down his neck and chest. I'd long ago discovered a new form of torturous pleasure by looking into his eyes while I licked his nipple. I knew doing this would cause Zac to go into a fit because he couldn't be loud. We both knew that although the door was locked, we had to be quiet. When our eyes met and I began to flick the end of my tongue on his nipple, he immediately reacted. By the time I'd made my way down to his stomach, his breathing had become quick. When I raised my head and glanced up at him, he hand one of his hands in his hair, his head tilted back and his eyes closed. He was biting his bottom lip to stay quiet. I kissed him a few more times and then licked from his abs to his mouth. When I raised up and looked down at him, he let out a long but harsh breath, before kissing me again. Quickly he pulled off his jeans as I took off mine. We got under the blanket and kissed again. I felt his hand slid from my hip, down my leg and back up. His skin was hot by now and the quick pace we were now moving at told me that he was past ready. Without warning, his fingers went from gripping my thigh to suddenly sliding inside me. I would have screamed had he not kissed me. I was lost now. His index and middle finger moved inside me and his tongue against my own as his lips covered mine sent me to a whole other place and time. Only breaking apart for a second, he climbed on top of me and gently slid his erection in. He moved slow at first, both of us moaning quietly. Then he began to move faster and then faster. His breath quickened and our bodies trembled. It took all the strength I had not to scream out in pleasure. His face was so close to mine and I could barely hear him grunting with each thrust. Faster and harder he moved as sweat began to form on his forehead and neck. His fingers slid up and into my hair and he made a fist as the orgasm came so close. Both of us gripping each other harder, breathing quicker and feeling the strain of having to keep from moaning. Then it came, an intense relief hit us both. Zac's hand covered my mouth as my fingernails dug deep into his shoulder blades and I started to moan with pleasure and he fell onto me. Once it had begun to subside, his hand slid off of my mouth and he shakily raised his head and kissed me gently. Then he rolled off of me and onto his back. Running a hand through his hair his breathing started to slow down and he looked over at me. I saw the Zac I loved. The loving, gentle, sweet Zac that I had given myself to willingly. He started to run his finger tips through my bangs which had since come out of my ponytail.
The tires could be heard splashing through the rain outside as the bus continued down the highway. Tori and Taylor were laughing and talking with Shelly and Isaac up front and once in a while, Dave's voice could be heard in the conversation and laughter. The faint sounds of the TV in the front room of the bus could be heard where Mark, one of the security guards, was trying to catch up on the weather among the noise, no doubt.
Zac and I were in our own world in our room, away from the entertainment up front. I laid next to him, listening to the steady breathing that told me he'd fallen asleep, reveling in the feeling of being next to him and having just had his complete attention and affection for the first time in days. I knew, come day light though, when we would wake up in a different city and at a different venue, for yet another show, somehow, I would have to find out once and for all who this old friend was and where Zac had disappeared to. I didn't know the whole story, and I dreaded hearing it, because deep down, I already knew what the answer to the main question would be.
Zac was the type to think that he could have everyone fooled at once, especially his family. Maybe he could. I couldn't help telling myself that, certainly though, I wasn't the only one who thought that his recent behavior couldn't keep being dismissed as easily as it had been. I also knew that when all was said and done, I was not the only one who would be hurt. I glanced up and looked at him laying next to me, sleeping peacefully. As a tear fell down the side of my face and into my hair, I whispered the words that I knew I'd want to say but would never be able to again. "I love you Zachary Walker Hanson... and I will miss you." I slowly buried my face in the pillow next to his and drifted off into a restless sleep.

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