"What do you mean you don't feel well?" Zac asked as he stood in his room and looked himself over in the mirror as he got ready to go and see Carrick who had invited him over tonight. "Do you feel like you're dying? Should I call an ambulance?"
"No," Harry spoke as he he stood from the bed and walked up behind Zac, his footsteps getting closer before he rested his head on Zac's shoulder and Zac turned his head slightly to look at him. "Just my stomach is blah and well I kind of just want you to be my nurse."
Giving Harry a smile Zac kissed his cheek slightly before turning his head, "But I already promised Carrick I'd come over tonight. He really wanted to tell me something last night and I think he may actually be able to tell me tonight."
Harry's face fell at that, "And I don't feel well and want you here to take care of me," he muttered as his arms slid around Zac's waist. "Please."
Zac couldn't help but chuckle and he stayed in Harry's embrace, "Taylor and Daphne are going to stay in tonight. Daphne can be your nurse," he nodded before finally pulling away. "Anyway she's probably a way better nurse than I could be."
"No one's a better nurse than you," Harry stated and Zac watched as he went back to his bed and sat down, pouting like a child. "But whatever, go see your Carebear or Carrot Cake or whatever other cute names you call him."
Sighing at the bitterness apparent in Harry's voice Zac shook his head, "I dont get what you have against my crush on Carrick now? You've known about it all along."
Harry locked eyes with Zac before looking away just as fast, "I don't have anything against it," he claimed and Zac wasn't sure he sounded genuine. "If I had something against it I'd be honest and tell you. I don't feel well though and I'd rather you stay home with me but whatever do what you want."
Zac frowned at that and he walked to Harry's bed, bending down so that Harry would have to look at him. "Hey, you know I have a crush on Carrick but you're still my best friend Haz. If that's what is wrong, nothing is going to change that."
"Just your best friend?" Harry asked softly as he looked into Zac's eyes again and this time Zac almost wanted to cry because he looked legitimately hurt. "I'm just your best friend?"
"Well yeah," Zac answered as he forced a smile under Harry's hurt gaze. "What else would you be?"
Harry fell silent at that question which seemed to bring the room into an uncomfortable tension and Zac almost regretted asking that question but when he saw Harry inching his face towards him his worries seemed to ease when their lips met in a kiss, a kiss that wasn't soft or sweet.
It was rushed and hard, like Harry was trying to convey something to him but Zac couldn't really figure out what it was just yet but he kissed Harry back in hopes that maybe the answers would come to him since his brain seemed to be failing him at the moment.
Pulling away from the kiss after awhile, Zac stared up at Harry before sighing, "I have to go now or I'm going to be late," he said as he stood up and turned to walk away, leaving Harry sitting on the bed. He was sure if he looked back seeing Harry would kill him because he was sure Harry probably had that little sad defeated look he got when he didn't get his way.
Staying silent as he walked out of his bedroom he slowed down when he found Taylor in the kitchen, fixing dinner, "Hey Tay," Zac spoke as he came to a bit of a stop behind Taylor. "Can you keep an eye on Harry tonight?"
"You afraid he's going to hook up with Colton tonight while you're over at lover boy's house?" Taylor asked playfully as he turned to face Zac and Zac gave him a glare. "I was just picking, no need to kill me with your mind dude."
"I always kill you with my mind," Zac deadpanned as he kept his glare. "But no, Harry and I aren't even a couple so I really don't care what he does with Colton," he continued telling a semi lie because he did sort of care what Harry did with Colton. "Harry isn't feeling well though and just make sure he is okay."
Taylor stood there staring at Zac for what felt like forever and in that time Zac couldn't help but feel that Taylor was judging him for something though he couldn't figure out what. It was quite the weird feeling too being judged by Taylor since Taylor was usually the one Zac was judging mentally.
"I guess I can do that," Taylor finally spoke before turning his back to Zac. It seemed he wanted to say more but nothing else was said so Zac nodded though Taylor wasn't looking to see and then he left the kitchen and apartment. He knew by now he'd probably be late arriving at Carrick's place but hopefully not too late.
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Sitting in his car outside of Carrick's house Zac took several deep breaths as he tried to get up the nerve to get in and go inside. He didn't know why he was nervous, maybe because he knew Carrick might broach the subject of what he couldn't tell him last night and it had seemed important and the importance of it scared Zac.
Important things tended to do that to him and maybe he should have just stayed home with Harry, which even the thought of Harry made his nerves worse because he still wasn't sure why Harry had acted the way he did. He really wasn't sure if Harry was sick or not but a part of him was saying no but yet he couldn't place why Harry would fake that and not want him around Carrick. Harry had always seemed to like Carrick and vice versa. Before he had started sleeping with Harry it was Harry who had told him to make a move on Carrick though he hadn't listened.
"I should check up on Harry first," Zac muttered to himself as he pulled his phone out, deciding that once he had somehow checked in on Harry that he'd go to Carrick's door and ring the doorbell. He could do that because he'd really have no excuses then.
After his phone had loaded up Zac chewed his lip as he debated between texting Harry or checking his instagram because he knew even if Harry was sick he'd probably still use his instagram so he made the decision to check there and as he went to Harry's page he stopped as he saw the picture at the top.
It wasn't recent, not one posted since he had left but it had been posted today and Zac couldn't help the smile that grew on his lips as he took it in. It was a picture they had taken this morning when they had still been in bed, before he had gotten up to get ready for the day and go to breakfast with Daphne and Taylor and Harry had went to do laundry.
In the picture he had kissed Harry's cheek while Harry just gave the best Cheshire cat smile and he really had looked angelic even with the horrible bed head he got. The picture also proved that Harry had indeed heard his words last night, had listened when he complained about his lack of presence on Harry's instagram and he had went and posted a picture of them and even the hashtag was cute in only a way Harry could do. Saying Zac was his mancrush every day.
After that Zac turned his phone off and slipped it back into the pocket of his jeans before getting out of his car and making the walk to Carrick's door but before he could ring the doorbell or knock the door opened to reveal a very hot, well dressed Carrick in front of him.
"I was wondering if you were going to come in or not," Carrick teased before moving aside so that Zac could come in. "And I'm glad to see you chose to come in."
Blushing Zac looked down as he walked into the familiar place and any other night he probably would have felt at home here but right now he felt empty. "Just had to check in on Harry," he spoke as he reached the couch and he sat down catching Carrick's eye as Carrick sat down beside him.
Carrick visibly snarled his lip at that response but Zac didn't question him or well he didn't have time too because Carrick decided to speak, "Is something wrong with Harold?" he asked and Zac was confused when Carrick's voice sounded bitter saying that.
"He doesn't like being called Harold," Zac corrected though it was partly a lie. Harry liked it when he called him Harold especially during sex and he was sure that Taylor had used the name a few times without Harry threatening to kill him. "But he is fine other than not feeling well," he offered not sure how much he should tell Carrick or how much Carrick wanted to know. "Taylor's taking care of him so he should be okay."
"Let's hope he is," Carrick smiled though his voice didn't sound genuine. "I would hate for our night to be ruined because something happened to your best friend," he said as moved a bit closer to Zac.
"And I'm betting you didn't invite me over to talk about Harry either," Zac laughed as he felt his cheeks getting hot. "Sorry."
Carrick shook his head and kept his smile, "It's fine," he said reassuring Zac. "But you are right I didn't invite you over to talk about him but before we talk how about pizza and a movie?"
Zac nodded his head at that because pizza and a movie did sound good and he hadn't ate since lunch, "Can I pick the movie?"
"You have sucky taste though," Carrick teased or Zac hoped he was teasing. "But yeah, go ahead and I'll go get the pizza ready. I bought this really good vegan kind the other day."
Curling up his nose at the mention of vegan pizza Zac stood from the couch, "Harry got one last week and it was nasty as hell," he added in seeing Carrick roll his eyes at that. "But I ate it anyway because he was giving me the worst stern look. Even worse than my mom's," he said as he blushed when Carrick laughed at that.
"He can get you to do anything huh?" Carrick asked a hint of what sounded like jealousy in his voice.
Zac shrugged his shoulders, "I guess he can sometimes," he spoke before turning away from Carrick and walking to where the movies where.
It was after that thing settled into a silence between them even after Zac had picked Sleepless in Seattle for them to watch and the pizza was done. They remained quite during the movie though Zac's silence was because there was certain parts of the movie that reminded him of Harry and he wasn't sure why but thinking of Harry right now in Carrick's presence seemed wrong.
Even after the movie had ended things remained silent as Carrick took the dirty dishes to the kitchen to clean them and Zac took that time to check his phone, seeing he had three texts from Taylor. The first two hadn't unsettled him, just Taylor telling Zac to call him when he got the chance but the third was enough to make Zac's heart drop to his stomach. Taylor had texted him to tell him that Harry was in the hospital.
Seeing that the text had been sent just five minutes ago Zac quickly sent a reply asking what hospital and he was relieved at how fast Taylor got back to him because he knew sometimes his brother could be a slow texter.
With the information of what hospital Harry was at Zac stood from the couch and headed towards the door, debating on if he should at least tell Carrick he was going but yet all he could think about was Harry in the fucking hospital. He may have thought earlier that Harry was just putting on to keep him home for some reason but maybe he had been wrong, maybe there was something legitimately wrong with Harry.
"You leaving already?" Carrick's voice asked and Zac stopped in his tracks as he turned to face him.
Blushing Zac ran a hand through his hair, "Harry's in the hospital. Taylor texted me just a few minutes ago to tell me," he replied as he watched Carrick walk closer to him and when Carrick reached him Zac swallowed hard because Carrick was so close and the air literally seemed to spark between them.
"Is he on the verge of dying?" Carrick asked as he locked eyes with Zac.
Zac shook his head no, "Taylor didn't seem that urgent in his texts," he answered feeling a ball forming in the pit of his stomach at the intensity coming off of Carrick's blue eyes.
"Then how about staying a bit longer?" Carrick inquired as he smiled and god was it so big. It was the kind of smile Zac liked from him.
"I should at least go check on him," Zac said as he finally looked away from Carrick's stare and he backed towards the door slightly. Being so close to Carrick was making him feel off balance and nervous and much like the school boy with a crush that he always had been.
Carrick pouted at that, "Can you at least stay here long enough for me to tell you what I wanted to tell you last night?" he asked and Zac stopped in his tracks again, nodding enough to give Carrick silent permission.
"I wanted to do this with some alcohol in my system," Carrick finally continued as he laughed but it sounded nervous. "I don't right now so here it goes, just gonna rip off the band aid off. I umm...my boyfriend and I broke up and I kind of know you like me and I like you and I was wondering if maybe we...well you know."
At Carrick's words Zac was sure this time he had literally been frozen to the ground because this really wasn't what he had been expecting and hearing the man he had a crush on for so long admit to liking him and wanting to...well did he want to be official? Zac wasn't sure but it did seem like Carrick may have wanted to try something with him.
"A...are you saying you want to be official?" Zac asked as he raised an eyebrow and crossed his arms.
Carrick blushed before looking down, "Well maybe not official as I have just gotten out of a relationship but we could go out on dates and have sex without being committed yet and if it leads to a relationship we'll just go from there."
Zac took several deep breaths at that response and as he did his mind went to Harry again. Poor innocent Harry who was in the hospital, Harry who he semi had the same thing with expect without the possibility of a relationship mainly because he was sure Harry didn't like him that way and also because he was over the moon for Carrick and he wasn't sure he could give that kind of commitment to Harry.
Anyway Harry also had Nick so it wasn't like Harry could give that to Zac either.
"Well?" Carrick asked bringing Zac out of his thoughts and he realized that Carrick had been waiting on a response from him.
Expect Zac wasn't sure he could give a verbal one so instead he walked back to Carrick and kissed him on the lips, a kiss that was different than the one he had shared with Harry earlier tonight. This was a slow kiss, a kiss that was going to last awhile and it did. It lasted long enough for Carrick somehow to lead the way back to the couch they had been sitting on earlier and it was only broken as they both began to peel each others clothes off once Zac had been pushed back against the couch.
It was during the undressing that Zac knew he should have stopped this because Harry was in the hospital and he was concerned about Harry but the man he had wanted for so long wanted him back and he didn't want to ruin this moment just yet so he pushed all thoughts of Harry aside and he kissed Carrick again when Carrick leaned down to kiss him after they had both been undressed.
Moaning as their cocks brushed against each other Zac closed his eyes and he almost wished he hadn't because all of the images behind his eyelids were of Harry and all the faces he had made when they had been in similar positions and now was not the time to be thinking of Harry sexually, not when Carrick was the one who was going to make him come tonight.
"I want you," Carrick spoke into Zac's mouth as their cocks brushed again. "Wanted you for so long but could never have you cause of my boyfriend."
"You have me now," Zac muttered as he pulled away from the kiss and he moved with Carrick, adding extra friction between their now hard cocks. "You can have me anyway you want me now," he spoke and after those words had left his mouth his eyes fell shut as Carrick's lips found his neck and began to kiss on it.
Though it was when Carrick eventually began to suck on his neck with a bit of pressure that Zac opened his eyes and moved away some, "No marking me," he said not sure why but he didn't want a mark on his neck. He didn't want Harry to see the evidence of this on his skin and that thought unsettled him and he was happy when Carrick didn't question it but went back to kissing his neck softer now, his lips eventually trailing down Zac's chest.
And again Zac's eyes fell shut and for the second time that night he was picturing Harry who had kissed down this path numerous times and when Carrick didn't lick around his happy trail like Harry always did Zac frowned but he didn't voice his disappointment too much or well he didn't have time too because Carrick had taken Zac into his mouth and all Zac could do was moan.
"Fuck," Zac muttered out as he opened his eyes and looked down at Carrick whose head was bobbing up and down his cock with such careful precision. "Just fuck," he sighed as Carrick's eyes looked up at him and Zac blushed feeling just a bit dirty and for what he didn't know.
He wasn't sure if he was feeling dirty for thinking of Harry during this or feeling dirty because it felt like Carrick could see right through him.
Either way Zac tried to push those thoughts aside and he had been doing good, letting himself relax and enjoy things but everything soon seemed to be interrupted when Zac's cell phone rang out Harry's familiar tone.
"I should umm..get...that," Zac spoke as Carrick didn't even move away and slowly with Carrick still attached to his dick Zac reached his arm out to the floor where his jeans lay close enough he could reach and he picked them up and found his pockets, pulling his phone out.
When it became apparent that Carrick wasn't going to stop sucking him off even though Zac had intentions of answering his phone, Zac heaved a sigh and hit talk.
"H...Hello?" Zac's voice squeaked out as Carrick's hand found his balls which he began to message as his mouth picked up it's pace.
"Zac?" Harry's voice came across the other line sounding desperate. "I know..I know you're at Carrick's but I..I want you here with me. I hate hospitals and I..I just need you," he sighed and now besides sounding desperate he sounded sad. "I need my baby."
Hearing Harry's last words and with Carrick applying just the right amount of pleasure to his balls Zac grunted out as he felt that familiar feeling in his stomach and he soon came into Carrick's mouth, briefly forgetting that Harry was on the other end of the line as he let a string of curse words leave his mouth as well as Carrick's name, even though Harry was the one who had seemingly sent him over the edge.
It was only when he heard Harry clear his throat before speaking again did Zac come back to reality and now he felt even more dirty and guilty at what had just happened.
"I...forget it," Harry muttered out and Zac wasn't sure but he swore he heard a faint sniffle from Harry's side of the phone. "I'll just call Colton and go to his house for the night."
And before Zac could argue back with that the line had went dead and Zac was left holding his cell phone as he laid on the couch helplessly, watching as Carrick finally pulled away and like earlier Zac was looking at someone giving him a Cheshire cat grin but it wasn't Harry.
"I hope that was good," Carrick spoke as he moved up Zac's body and pecked his lips. "I'm sorry for not stopping though when Harold called. I...I was just too caught up in the moment."
Zac pecked Carrick's lips back as he finally found the ability to move his cell phone, "No, it's fine," he said accepting Carrick's apology even if Carrick maybe hadn't sounded that guilty. "I probably wouldn't have stopped either," he lied because he would have stopped. It was just common decency to stop when the other fuck buddy called but then again Carrick had no clue that Harry was his fuck buddy just like right now Carrick had no clue how insanely jealous Zac was that Harry intended to call Colton. He could have just called Nick but hell right at this moment Zac was sure even that thought pissed him off.
"I have to go now though," Zac said as he slowly moved away from Carrick and stood from the couch, grabbing for his clothes to put back on.
"You aren't going to return the favor?" Carrick asked his voice a hint of playfulness and seductiveness.
Zac shook his head almost too fast, "Maybe I can make a rain check to do it later. Have to go now," he said once he had finished dressing. "Need to be somewhere before someone else is."
"No," Harry spoke as he he stood from the bed and walked up behind Zac, his footsteps getting closer before he rested his head on Zac's shoulder and Zac turned his head slightly to look at him. "Just my stomach is blah and well I kind of just want you to be my nurse."
Giving Harry a smile Zac kissed his cheek slightly before turning his head, "But I already promised Carrick I'd come over tonight. He really wanted to tell me something last night and I think he may actually be able to tell me tonight."
Harry's face fell at that, "And I don't feel well and want you here to take care of me," he muttered as his arms slid around Zac's waist. "Please."
Zac couldn't help but chuckle and he stayed in Harry's embrace, "Taylor and Daphne are going to stay in tonight. Daphne can be your nurse," he nodded before finally pulling away. "Anyway she's probably a way better nurse than I could be."
"No one's a better nurse than you," Harry stated and Zac watched as he went back to his bed and sat down, pouting like a child. "But whatever, go see your Carebear or Carrot Cake or whatever other cute names you call him."
Sighing at the bitterness apparent in Harry's voice Zac shook his head, "I dont get what you have against my crush on Carrick now? You've known about it all along."
Harry locked eyes with Zac before looking away just as fast, "I don't have anything against it," he claimed and Zac wasn't sure he sounded genuine. "If I had something against it I'd be honest and tell you. I don't feel well though and I'd rather you stay home with me but whatever do what you want."
Zac frowned at that and he walked to Harry's bed, bending down so that Harry would have to look at him. "Hey, you know I have a crush on Carrick but you're still my best friend Haz. If that's what is wrong, nothing is going to change that."
"Just your best friend?" Harry asked softly as he looked into Zac's eyes again and this time Zac almost wanted to cry because he looked legitimately hurt. "I'm just your best friend?"
"Well yeah," Zac answered as he forced a smile under Harry's hurt gaze. "What else would you be?"
Harry fell silent at that question which seemed to bring the room into an uncomfortable tension and Zac almost regretted asking that question but when he saw Harry inching his face towards him his worries seemed to ease when their lips met in a kiss, a kiss that wasn't soft or sweet.
It was rushed and hard, like Harry was trying to convey something to him but Zac couldn't really figure out what it was just yet but he kissed Harry back in hopes that maybe the answers would come to him since his brain seemed to be failing him at the moment.
Pulling away from the kiss after awhile, Zac stared up at Harry before sighing, "I have to go now or I'm going to be late," he said as he stood up and turned to walk away, leaving Harry sitting on the bed. He was sure if he looked back seeing Harry would kill him because he was sure Harry probably had that little sad defeated look he got when he didn't get his way.
Staying silent as he walked out of his bedroom he slowed down when he found Taylor in the kitchen, fixing dinner, "Hey Tay," Zac spoke as he came to a bit of a stop behind Taylor. "Can you keep an eye on Harry tonight?"
"You afraid he's going to hook up with Colton tonight while you're over at lover boy's house?" Taylor asked playfully as he turned to face Zac and Zac gave him a glare. "I was just picking, no need to kill me with your mind dude."
"I always kill you with my mind," Zac deadpanned as he kept his glare. "But no, Harry and I aren't even a couple so I really don't care what he does with Colton," he continued telling a semi lie because he did sort of care what Harry did with Colton. "Harry isn't feeling well though and just make sure he is okay."
Taylor stood there staring at Zac for what felt like forever and in that time Zac couldn't help but feel that Taylor was judging him for something though he couldn't figure out what. It was quite the weird feeling too being judged by Taylor since Taylor was usually the one Zac was judging mentally.
"I guess I can do that," Taylor finally spoke before turning his back to Zac. It seemed he wanted to say more but nothing else was said so Zac nodded though Taylor wasn't looking to see and then he left the kitchen and apartment. He knew by now he'd probably be late arriving at Carrick's place but hopefully not too late.
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Sitting in his car outside of Carrick's house Zac took several deep breaths as he tried to get up the nerve to get in and go inside. He didn't know why he was nervous, maybe because he knew Carrick might broach the subject of what he couldn't tell him last night and it had seemed important and the importance of it scared Zac.
Important things tended to do that to him and maybe he should have just stayed home with Harry, which even the thought of Harry made his nerves worse because he still wasn't sure why Harry had acted the way he did. He really wasn't sure if Harry was sick or not but a part of him was saying no but yet he couldn't place why Harry would fake that and not want him around Carrick. Harry had always seemed to like Carrick and vice versa. Before he had started sleeping with Harry it was Harry who had told him to make a move on Carrick though he hadn't listened.
"I should check up on Harry first," Zac muttered to himself as he pulled his phone out, deciding that once he had somehow checked in on Harry that he'd go to Carrick's door and ring the doorbell. He could do that because he'd really have no excuses then.
After his phone had loaded up Zac chewed his lip as he debated between texting Harry or checking his instagram because he knew even if Harry was sick he'd probably still use his instagram so he made the decision to check there and as he went to Harry's page he stopped as he saw the picture at the top.
It wasn't recent, not one posted since he had left but it had been posted today and Zac couldn't help the smile that grew on his lips as he took it in. It was a picture they had taken this morning when they had still been in bed, before he had gotten up to get ready for the day and go to breakfast with Daphne and Taylor and Harry had went to do laundry.
In the picture he had kissed Harry's cheek while Harry just gave the best Cheshire cat smile and he really had looked angelic even with the horrible bed head he got. The picture also proved that Harry had indeed heard his words last night, had listened when he complained about his lack of presence on Harry's instagram and he had went and posted a picture of them and even the hashtag was cute in only a way Harry could do. Saying Zac was his mancrush every day.
After that Zac turned his phone off and slipped it back into the pocket of his jeans before getting out of his car and making the walk to Carrick's door but before he could ring the doorbell or knock the door opened to reveal a very hot, well dressed Carrick in front of him.
"I was wondering if you were going to come in or not," Carrick teased before moving aside so that Zac could come in. "And I'm glad to see you chose to come in."
Blushing Zac looked down as he walked into the familiar place and any other night he probably would have felt at home here but right now he felt empty. "Just had to check in on Harry," he spoke as he reached the couch and he sat down catching Carrick's eye as Carrick sat down beside him.
Carrick visibly snarled his lip at that response but Zac didn't question him or well he didn't have time too because Carrick decided to speak, "Is something wrong with Harold?" he asked and Zac was confused when Carrick's voice sounded bitter saying that.
"He doesn't like being called Harold," Zac corrected though it was partly a lie. Harry liked it when he called him Harold especially during sex and he was sure that Taylor had used the name a few times without Harry threatening to kill him. "But he is fine other than not feeling well," he offered not sure how much he should tell Carrick or how much Carrick wanted to know. "Taylor's taking care of him so he should be okay."
"Let's hope he is," Carrick smiled though his voice didn't sound genuine. "I would hate for our night to be ruined because something happened to your best friend," he said as moved a bit closer to Zac.
"And I'm betting you didn't invite me over to talk about Harry either," Zac laughed as he felt his cheeks getting hot. "Sorry."
Carrick shook his head and kept his smile, "It's fine," he said reassuring Zac. "But you are right I didn't invite you over to talk about him but before we talk how about pizza and a movie?"
Zac nodded his head at that because pizza and a movie did sound good and he hadn't ate since lunch, "Can I pick the movie?"
"You have sucky taste though," Carrick teased or Zac hoped he was teasing. "But yeah, go ahead and I'll go get the pizza ready. I bought this really good vegan kind the other day."
Curling up his nose at the mention of vegan pizza Zac stood from the couch, "Harry got one last week and it was nasty as hell," he added in seeing Carrick roll his eyes at that. "But I ate it anyway because he was giving me the worst stern look. Even worse than my mom's," he said as he blushed when Carrick laughed at that.
"He can get you to do anything huh?" Carrick asked a hint of what sounded like jealousy in his voice.
Zac shrugged his shoulders, "I guess he can sometimes," he spoke before turning away from Carrick and walking to where the movies where.
It was after that thing settled into a silence between them even after Zac had picked Sleepless in Seattle for them to watch and the pizza was done. They remained quite during the movie though Zac's silence was because there was certain parts of the movie that reminded him of Harry and he wasn't sure why but thinking of Harry right now in Carrick's presence seemed wrong.
Even after the movie had ended things remained silent as Carrick took the dirty dishes to the kitchen to clean them and Zac took that time to check his phone, seeing he had three texts from Taylor. The first two hadn't unsettled him, just Taylor telling Zac to call him when he got the chance but the third was enough to make Zac's heart drop to his stomach. Taylor had texted him to tell him that Harry was in the hospital.
Seeing that the text had been sent just five minutes ago Zac quickly sent a reply asking what hospital and he was relieved at how fast Taylor got back to him because he knew sometimes his brother could be a slow texter.
With the information of what hospital Harry was at Zac stood from the couch and headed towards the door, debating on if he should at least tell Carrick he was going but yet all he could think about was Harry in the fucking hospital. He may have thought earlier that Harry was just putting on to keep him home for some reason but maybe he had been wrong, maybe there was something legitimately wrong with Harry.
"You leaving already?" Carrick's voice asked and Zac stopped in his tracks as he turned to face him.
Blushing Zac ran a hand through his hair, "Harry's in the hospital. Taylor texted me just a few minutes ago to tell me," he replied as he watched Carrick walk closer to him and when Carrick reached him Zac swallowed hard because Carrick was so close and the air literally seemed to spark between them.
"Is he on the verge of dying?" Carrick asked as he locked eyes with Zac.
Zac shook his head no, "Taylor didn't seem that urgent in his texts," he answered feeling a ball forming in the pit of his stomach at the intensity coming off of Carrick's blue eyes.
"Then how about staying a bit longer?" Carrick inquired as he smiled and god was it so big. It was the kind of smile Zac liked from him.
"I should at least go check on him," Zac said as he finally looked away from Carrick's stare and he backed towards the door slightly. Being so close to Carrick was making him feel off balance and nervous and much like the school boy with a crush that he always had been.
Carrick pouted at that, "Can you at least stay here long enough for me to tell you what I wanted to tell you last night?" he asked and Zac stopped in his tracks again, nodding enough to give Carrick silent permission.
"I wanted to do this with some alcohol in my system," Carrick finally continued as he laughed but it sounded nervous. "I don't right now so here it goes, just gonna rip off the band aid off. I umm...my boyfriend and I broke up and I kind of know you like me and I like you and I was wondering if maybe we...well you know."
At Carrick's words Zac was sure this time he had literally been frozen to the ground because this really wasn't what he had been expecting and hearing the man he had a crush on for so long admit to liking him and wanting to...well did he want to be official? Zac wasn't sure but it did seem like Carrick may have wanted to try something with him.
"A...are you saying you want to be official?" Zac asked as he raised an eyebrow and crossed his arms.
Carrick blushed before looking down, "Well maybe not official as I have just gotten out of a relationship but we could go out on dates and have sex without being committed yet and if it leads to a relationship we'll just go from there."
Zac took several deep breaths at that response and as he did his mind went to Harry again. Poor innocent Harry who was in the hospital, Harry who he semi had the same thing with expect without the possibility of a relationship mainly because he was sure Harry didn't like him that way and also because he was over the moon for Carrick and he wasn't sure he could give that kind of commitment to Harry.
Anyway Harry also had Nick so it wasn't like Harry could give that to Zac either.
"Well?" Carrick asked bringing Zac out of his thoughts and he realized that Carrick had been waiting on a response from him.
Expect Zac wasn't sure he could give a verbal one so instead he walked back to Carrick and kissed him on the lips, a kiss that was different than the one he had shared with Harry earlier tonight. This was a slow kiss, a kiss that was going to last awhile and it did. It lasted long enough for Carrick somehow to lead the way back to the couch they had been sitting on earlier and it was only broken as they both began to peel each others clothes off once Zac had been pushed back against the couch.
It was during the undressing that Zac knew he should have stopped this because Harry was in the hospital and he was concerned about Harry but the man he had wanted for so long wanted him back and he didn't want to ruin this moment just yet so he pushed all thoughts of Harry aside and he kissed Carrick again when Carrick leaned down to kiss him after they had both been undressed.
Moaning as their cocks brushed against each other Zac closed his eyes and he almost wished he hadn't because all of the images behind his eyelids were of Harry and all the faces he had made when they had been in similar positions and now was not the time to be thinking of Harry sexually, not when Carrick was the one who was going to make him come tonight.
"I want you," Carrick spoke into Zac's mouth as their cocks brushed again. "Wanted you for so long but could never have you cause of my boyfriend."
"You have me now," Zac muttered as he pulled away from the kiss and he moved with Carrick, adding extra friction between their now hard cocks. "You can have me anyway you want me now," he spoke and after those words had left his mouth his eyes fell shut as Carrick's lips found his neck and began to kiss on it.
Though it was when Carrick eventually began to suck on his neck with a bit of pressure that Zac opened his eyes and moved away some, "No marking me," he said not sure why but he didn't want a mark on his neck. He didn't want Harry to see the evidence of this on his skin and that thought unsettled him and he was happy when Carrick didn't question it but went back to kissing his neck softer now, his lips eventually trailing down Zac's chest.
And again Zac's eyes fell shut and for the second time that night he was picturing Harry who had kissed down this path numerous times and when Carrick didn't lick around his happy trail like Harry always did Zac frowned but he didn't voice his disappointment too much or well he didn't have time too because Carrick had taken Zac into his mouth and all Zac could do was moan.
"Fuck," Zac muttered out as he opened his eyes and looked down at Carrick whose head was bobbing up and down his cock with such careful precision. "Just fuck," he sighed as Carrick's eyes looked up at him and Zac blushed feeling just a bit dirty and for what he didn't know.
He wasn't sure if he was feeling dirty for thinking of Harry during this or feeling dirty because it felt like Carrick could see right through him.
Either way Zac tried to push those thoughts aside and he had been doing good, letting himself relax and enjoy things but everything soon seemed to be interrupted when Zac's cell phone rang out Harry's familiar tone.
"I should umm..get...that," Zac spoke as Carrick didn't even move away and slowly with Carrick still attached to his dick Zac reached his arm out to the floor where his jeans lay close enough he could reach and he picked them up and found his pockets, pulling his phone out.
When it became apparent that Carrick wasn't going to stop sucking him off even though Zac had intentions of answering his phone, Zac heaved a sigh and hit talk.
"H...Hello?" Zac's voice squeaked out as Carrick's hand found his balls which he began to message as his mouth picked up it's pace.
"Zac?" Harry's voice came across the other line sounding desperate. "I know..I know you're at Carrick's but I..I want you here with me. I hate hospitals and I..I just need you," he sighed and now besides sounding desperate he sounded sad. "I need my baby."
Hearing Harry's last words and with Carrick applying just the right amount of pleasure to his balls Zac grunted out as he felt that familiar feeling in his stomach and he soon came into Carrick's mouth, briefly forgetting that Harry was on the other end of the line as he let a string of curse words leave his mouth as well as Carrick's name, even though Harry was the one who had seemingly sent him over the edge.
It was only when he heard Harry clear his throat before speaking again did Zac come back to reality and now he felt even more dirty and guilty at what had just happened.
"I...forget it," Harry muttered out and Zac wasn't sure but he swore he heard a faint sniffle from Harry's side of the phone. "I'll just call Colton and go to his house for the night."
And before Zac could argue back with that the line had went dead and Zac was left holding his cell phone as he laid on the couch helplessly, watching as Carrick finally pulled away and like earlier Zac was looking at someone giving him a Cheshire cat grin but it wasn't Harry.
"I hope that was good," Carrick spoke as he moved up Zac's body and pecked his lips. "I'm sorry for not stopping though when Harold called. I...I was just too caught up in the moment."
Zac pecked Carrick's lips back as he finally found the ability to move his cell phone, "No, it's fine," he said accepting Carrick's apology even if Carrick maybe hadn't sounded that guilty. "I probably wouldn't have stopped either," he lied because he would have stopped. It was just common decency to stop when the other fuck buddy called but then again Carrick had no clue that Harry was his fuck buddy just like right now Carrick had no clue how insanely jealous Zac was that Harry intended to call Colton. He could have just called Nick but hell right at this moment Zac was sure even that thought pissed him off.
"I have to go now though," Zac said as he slowly moved away from Carrick and stood from the couch, grabbing for his clothes to put back on.
"You aren't going to return the favor?" Carrick asked his voice a hint of playfulness and seductiveness.
Zac shook his head almost too fast, "Maybe I can make a rain check to do it later. Have to go now," he said once he had finished dressing. "Need to be somewhere before someone else is."
