After his conversation with Quinn, Zac spent most of his morning in his room sulking and crying. He hated that he let himself cry around Quinn because it had let him know that it hurt his feelings when he suggested what he did about Taylor and also by telling Zac he needed to move on.
Zac wasn't stupid and he knew he needed to move on. He knew he was pathetic for spending three years of his life hung up on Taylor but he had this hope in the back of his head that maybe he would want him back at some point. That maybe Taylor would see that Alex was not right for him, that he was still the soul mate he claimed he had been when they got together when Zac had been fifteen.
"Never going to happen," he whispered to himself harshly. That was a stupid assumption. If Taylor really was going to do that he would have done it by now. Instead he had spent three fucking years maybe more depending on how long he had actually been cheating on Zac, with Alex.
When his bedroom opened, Zac looked up seeing Quinn come in. He was thankful that he had stopped crying but he knew his eyes were probably all red and puffy now. "Haven't you heard of knocking?" he asked him harsher than he had intended too.
"Is that where my hand connects with the door, going tap, tap, tap, cause if so then no," Quinn replied back his tone coming out playful.
Zac just looked away as Quinn sat on the foot of his bed, "Well maybe you should," he snapped at him again. He couldn't help but wonder if Quinn had came in here to make him feel worse. How much more pathetic could he feel though? Zac thought he was already at rock bottom.
Quinn nudged Zac's foot which made him look back at him. "I'm sorry," he nodded as he locked eyes with Zac. "I'm sorry I made you upset by what I said about Taylor. I shouldn't have."
Zac broke the eye contact, wondering if he should accept the apology or make him grovel some more. It was kind of cute when he groveled, though Quinn could never know that he found that cute. If he knew then he'd just grovel every time Zac was mad at him over the littlest thing.
"I forgive you," Zac smiled as he looked back up and into Quinn's blue eyes. "You did have a point though. I do need to move on from Taylor. I'm just so scared," he blushed as he confessed to being scared. He hated how vulnerable he always happened to be with Quinn. "I've only ever known Taylor. I'm not sure I could learn how to be with someone else now."
Quinn laughed at that which made Zac shot him a glare. It was a fake one but he tried his hardest to make it look as real as he could.
"It's not that hard Zac. All you have to do is put yourself out there, I'm sure you'd have ton of men vying for your attention. I mean you are attractive and sweet," Quinn shrugged which made Zac blush again. Quinn found him attractive. If only he knew that Zac happened to find him more than attractive but then again he probably wouldn't care. He was after all straight.
Biting his lip, Zac sat up in his bed, looking over at Quinn again, "You think I am attractive?" he asked playfully as he nudged his shoulder. "Because that may mess up your straight status," he joked as he let his hand rest on Quinn's thigh. He hoped Quinn knew he was just joking with that too.
"I meant the attractive bit as just a friendly compliment dipshit," Quinn stated as he moved Zac's hand off his thigh. "Now stop trying to get in my pants because it isn't going to work unless you have magically grown a vagina all of a sudden."
Zac pouted at his words, "I could always get surgery to make me have a vagina. Would that work Quinn?" he asked as he stopped pouting, a laugh coming out. He knew he would never have that surgery. He liked his dick too much to get rid of it.
Shaking his head no, Quinn moved from Zac's bed, "Sorry but even that wouldn't work," he confirmed as he walked towards the door. "Oh," he sighed as he stopped in the doorway. "There is one more thing I wanted to tell. I told my mom we would join her and my dad for Thanksgiving this year."
When Quinn told him that Zac smiled, glad that he accepted the offer. Kandie had called him last week telling him she was going to keep calling Quinn every day until he said yes. It seemed like he caved quicker than both of them thought he would.
"I can't wait to see Kandace again," Zac told him as he approved his words with a nod. "I am just surprised you caved so fast," he smirked revealing that he had already known of this before Quinn had told him. He was prepared to be called a dipshit again. Really fucking prepared for it.
Quinn raised his eyebrow as he stayed in the doorway, "You knew?" he asked his voice showing shock but then his face changed as if he was piecing together a bigger picture. "Of course you knew," he sighed shaking his head. "My mom would call and ask you first. She knows you'd be the push over in this deal."
"I'm not the push over," Zac whined out, standing from the bed. "I'm just the one who likes getting out of New York and this apartment every so often for a few days," he shrugged as he left his bedroom, heading down the hall towards the kitchen.
It was Zac's day to do the dishes and he was sure the breakfast dishes had been waiting long enough to be washed.
"You are too a push over Zachary," Quinn yelled out as he followed behind him. "You always have been, it's the main reason you agreed to move in with me so easily."
Zac didn't say anything else to Quinn, instead he went into the kitchen and did the dishes in silence.
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"Zac," Everly's voice sounded in his ear causing his eyes to open. Looking around he came to realize he had dozed off on the couch. He had laid down on the couch after doing the dishes and he guessed he fell asleep sometime after that.
"Hey Everly," Zac laughed as he wiped some drool off his mouth. "How long was I asleep?" he asked her as she laughed at him. He swore sometimes she was just like her dad when it came to giving him a hard time but he would never trade either of them for anything.
Everly shrugged, "Long enough to moan out my dad's name," she told Zac as if him moaning out Quinn's name didn't faze her. "Don't worry though, he didn't hear you. He left earlier to go talk to some studio people that want to show off some of his pictures in a few weeks."
Blushing Zac looked away from Everly, "I didn't really moan his name out did I?" he asked knowing he probably did. He had after all been dreaming about Quinn giving him a blow job. A really good blow job though it still hadn't compared to any Taylor had ever given him.
"Would I lie to you?" Everly countered, batting her eyelashes like she was an innocent angel which made Zac laugh again because he knew better. She was Quinn's daughter which meant she was no angel, she had the ability to be a little devil when she wanted to be.
"You would lie to me," Zac nodded before sitting up. "I mean you are your dad's daughter and he has been known to lie to me before so I would not put it past you to lie to me as well," he told her honestly, watching as she sat down beside him on the couch now.
Everly sighed as if she was mad that Zac would accuse her of lying to him. "Well I didn't this time," she shrugged before reaching for the remote and turning the TV on.
After she did that, Zac took that as her saying the conversation was over, mainly because she didn't say anything else to him after that.
Standing from the couch, Zac went down the hall and to his bedroom. He was at least thankful Quinn wasn't there to hear him moaning out his name. That was the last thing he needed. Hell he knew the one other thing he needed to do besides moving on from Taylor, he needed to get over his crush on Quinn.
"I think I may start tomorrow night," Zac told himself as he sat on his bed, reaching for his cell phone. If he was going out to pick up guys he knew the perfect person to bring with him. Natalie Bell, Quinn's sister-in-law and the woman who had become one of his closest confidant's.
Sending Natalie a text asking if she was free tomorrow night Zac chewed on his lip, hoping she responded back as quickly as possible.
Luckily for Zac, Natalie did text him back quickly because within a matter of seconds she had responded, telling him she would be free tomorrow after eight when her husband Abel got off work. Zac smiled sending her a text back telling her of his plans and giving her a time and place to meet him.
After doing that he turned off his phone, feeling just a bit better than he had this morning. Maybe things would start to look up now that he was making an effort to move on from Taylor. Now if only he could make himself stop thinking about him. That was the hard part because it was almost like telling himself to stop dreaming of Quinn. It was something he couldn't control.
Laying the phone down on the night stand Zac laid back on his bed, closing his eyes. He hoped this time if he drifted off that his dreams of Quinn stayed G-rated because knowing his luck if he wound up moaning his name again that Quinn would actually be here to hear him which he didn't need to have happen.
Zac wasn't stupid and he knew he needed to move on. He knew he was pathetic for spending three years of his life hung up on Taylor but he had this hope in the back of his head that maybe he would want him back at some point. That maybe Taylor would see that Alex was not right for him, that he was still the soul mate he claimed he had been when they got together when Zac had been fifteen.
"Never going to happen," he whispered to himself harshly. That was a stupid assumption. If Taylor really was going to do that he would have done it by now. Instead he had spent three fucking years maybe more depending on how long he had actually been cheating on Zac, with Alex.
When his bedroom opened, Zac looked up seeing Quinn come in. He was thankful that he had stopped crying but he knew his eyes were probably all red and puffy now. "Haven't you heard of knocking?" he asked him harsher than he had intended too.
"Is that where my hand connects with the door, going tap, tap, tap, cause if so then no," Quinn replied back his tone coming out playful.
Zac just looked away as Quinn sat on the foot of his bed, "Well maybe you should," he snapped at him again. He couldn't help but wonder if Quinn had came in here to make him feel worse. How much more pathetic could he feel though? Zac thought he was already at rock bottom.
Quinn nudged Zac's foot which made him look back at him. "I'm sorry," he nodded as he locked eyes with Zac. "I'm sorry I made you upset by what I said about Taylor. I shouldn't have."
Zac broke the eye contact, wondering if he should accept the apology or make him grovel some more. It was kind of cute when he groveled, though Quinn could never know that he found that cute. If he knew then he'd just grovel every time Zac was mad at him over the littlest thing.
"I forgive you," Zac smiled as he looked back up and into Quinn's blue eyes. "You did have a point though. I do need to move on from Taylor. I'm just so scared," he blushed as he confessed to being scared. He hated how vulnerable he always happened to be with Quinn. "I've only ever known Taylor. I'm not sure I could learn how to be with someone else now."
Quinn laughed at that which made Zac shot him a glare. It was a fake one but he tried his hardest to make it look as real as he could.
"It's not that hard Zac. All you have to do is put yourself out there, I'm sure you'd have ton of men vying for your attention. I mean you are attractive and sweet," Quinn shrugged which made Zac blush again. Quinn found him attractive. If only he knew that Zac happened to find him more than attractive but then again he probably wouldn't care. He was after all straight.
Biting his lip, Zac sat up in his bed, looking over at Quinn again, "You think I am attractive?" he asked playfully as he nudged his shoulder. "Because that may mess up your straight status," he joked as he let his hand rest on Quinn's thigh. He hoped Quinn knew he was just joking with that too.
"I meant the attractive bit as just a friendly compliment dipshit," Quinn stated as he moved Zac's hand off his thigh. "Now stop trying to get in my pants because it isn't going to work unless you have magically grown a vagina all of a sudden."
Zac pouted at his words, "I could always get surgery to make me have a vagina. Would that work Quinn?" he asked as he stopped pouting, a laugh coming out. He knew he would never have that surgery. He liked his dick too much to get rid of it.
Shaking his head no, Quinn moved from Zac's bed, "Sorry but even that wouldn't work," he confirmed as he walked towards the door. "Oh," he sighed as he stopped in the doorway. "There is one more thing I wanted to tell. I told my mom we would join her and my dad for Thanksgiving this year."
When Quinn told him that Zac smiled, glad that he accepted the offer. Kandie had called him last week telling him she was going to keep calling Quinn every day until he said yes. It seemed like he caved quicker than both of them thought he would.
"I can't wait to see Kandace again," Zac told him as he approved his words with a nod. "I am just surprised you caved so fast," he smirked revealing that he had already known of this before Quinn had told him. He was prepared to be called a dipshit again. Really fucking prepared for it.
Quinn raised his eyebrow as he stayed in the doorway, "You knew?" he asked his voice showing shock but then his face changed as if he was piecing together a bigger picture. "Of course you knew," he sighed shaking his head. "My mom would call and ask you first. She knows you'd be the push over in this deal."
"I'm not the push over," Zac whined out, standing from the bed. "I'm just the one who likes getting out of New York and this apartment every so often for a few days," he shrugged as he left his bedroom, heading down the hall towards the kitchen.
It was Zac's day to do the dishes and he was sure the breakfast dishes had been waiting long enough to be washed.
"You are too a push over Zachary," Quinn yelled out as he followed behind him. "You always have been, it's the main reason you agreed to move in with me so easily."
Zac didn't say anything else to Quinn, instead he went into the kitchen and did the dishes in silence.
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"Zac," Everly's voice sounded in his ear causing his eyes to open. Looking around he came to realize he had dozed off on the couch. He had laid down on the couch after doing the dishes and he guessed he fell asleep sometime after that.
"Hey Everly," Zac laughed as he wiped some drool off his mouth. "How long was I asleep?" he asked her as she laughed at him. He swore sometimes she was just like her dad when it came to giving him a hard time but he would never trade either of them for anything.
Everly shrugged, "Long enough to moan out my dad's name," she told Zac as if him moaning out Quinn's name didn't faze her. "Don't worry though, he didn't hear you. He left earlier to go talk to some studio people that want to show off some of his pictures in a few weeks."
Blushing Zac looked away from Everly, "I didn't really moan his name out did I?" he asked knowing he probably did. He had after all been dreaming about Quinn giving him a blow job. A really good blow job though it still hadn't compared to any Taylor had ever given him.
"Would I lie to you?" Everly countered, batting her eyelashes like she was an innocent angel which made Zac laugh again because he knew better. She was Quinn's daughter which meant she was no angel, she had the ability to be a little devil when she wanted to be.
"You would lie to me," Zac nodded before sitting up. "I mean you are your dad's daughter and he has been known to lie to me before so I would not put it past you to lie to me as well," he told her honestly, watching as she sat down beside him on the couch now.
Everly sighed as if she was mad that Zac would accuse her of lying to him. "Well I didn't this time," she shrugged before reaching for the remote and turning the TV on.
After she did that, Zac took that as her saying the conversation was over, mainly because she didn't say anything else to him after that.
Standing from the couch, Zac went down the hall and to his bedroom. He was at least thankful Quinn wasn't there to hear him moaning out his name. That was the last thing he needed. Hell he knew the one other thing he needed to do besides moving on from Taylor, he needed to get over his crush on Quinn.
"I think I may start tomorrow night," Zac told himself as he sat on his bed, reaching for his cell phone. If he was going out to pick up guys he knew the perfect person to bring with him. Natalie Bell, Quinn's sister-in-law and the woman who had become one of his closest confidant's.
Sending Natalie a text asking if she was free tomorrow night Zac chewed on his lip, hoping she responded back as quickly as possible.
Luckily for Zac, Natalie did text him back quickly because within a matter of seconds she had responded, telling him she would be free tomorrow after eight when her husband Abel got off work. Zac smiled sending her a text back telling her of his plans and giving her a time and place to meet him.
After doing that he turned off his phone, feeling just a bit better than he had this morning. Maybe things would start to look up now that he was making an effort to move on from Taylor. Now if only he could make himself stop thinking about him. That was the hard part because it was almost like telling himself to stop dreaming of Quinn. It was something he couldn't control.
Laying the phone down on the night stand Zac laid back on his bed, closing his eyes. He hoped this time if he drifted off that his dreams of Quinn stayed G-rated because knowing his luck if he wound up moaning his name again that Quinn would actually be here to hear him which he didn't need to have happen.