"Good morning sunshine." Josh smiled. "You're an hour early."

"Yeah I know I have a lot to do in a short time." I said as I rolled my suitcase down the hall behind me.

"Well you should know..."

"Can we talk later? I really need to get going." I sighed.

"It's kind of..."

"Come to my office in a few minutes after I get settled."

"Spencer..."

"Seriously Josh, I have too much to do right now." I pushed my office door open. I slammed my bags down on my desk and propped the suitcase up. I turned around to see if Josh was still there and nearly had a heart attack. "Jesus."

"Nope, just Zac." He smiled standing in the doorway.

"What are you doing here?" I asked confused. "Are you the reason all those damn paparazzi are down there?"

"I could be, or you could be." He laughed. "We're dating now apparently."

"Apparently." I stuck out my tongue. "What's up though?"

"I just wanted to come down and see if I could change the color of my tie?"

"You could have called and done that." I said.

"But then I wouldn't have been able to see you!"

"Oh, I see."

"Is that weird?" He looked at the ground.

"I mean not really, I just don't want you to get the wrong idea here."

"No I completely understand, you're taken." He sat down. "I want to be friends though."

"As do I." I smiled sitting down next to him. "So do you really want to change the color of this tie?"

"Not really." He laughed. "I'm just super lame when it comes to pretty girls."

"Zac Efron lame with the ladies? I highly doubt that."

"Just the pretty girls." He smirked.

I blushed controllably. "Well you must be blind then."

"Stop it! You know you're gorgeous, you landed Harry Styles and he doesn't date ugly girls. But I do have to say you're the best looking girlfriend he's ever had. He's pulling with you."

"Pulling?"

"You're out of his league. He's an awkward moppy headed fucker and he knows you're a million leagues above him."

"Well I like him so I don't think any of that matters."

"He's a lucky fella." He smiled. "What's with all the bags though?"

"Flying to New Zealand today." I sighed. "That's why I'm in such a rush."

"When's the plane leave?"

“Oh in like 3 hours. No big deal.” I shrugged, knowing I needed to gather everything up I needed and get going.

“Who’s taking you there?” he asked with an eyebrow raised.

“The subway.”

“I drove here, let me take you out there, which one?”

“LaGuardia, it’s not a big deal.”

“The subway will take you like an hour to get there and a cab will cost a fortune. Just let me take you.”

“Fine. No funny business though.” I stared at him.

“Understood, I’ll go hang out with Josh so you can get ready.”

“It won’t be long.” I smiled as he left the room. I popped another two Xanax pills from the baggie I kept with me at all times after he left. I knew I was going to need those a lot today and on this trip.

What was I doing? Letting him take my places? That’s not okay. We have to get his car from valet I’m sure, wait for that to come around then walk through the mass of paparazzi living outside my building. Why did he have to come today? He could have called me if he really needed to talk ties, which he didn’t. He was getting way to friendly.

I picked up everything I thought I would need for the beginning of making this suit. I wasn’t going to be able to do much but it was a start. I was only staying in New Zealand for 3 days anyways. This was truly a waste of my time but I missed Harry.

I still feel so terrible about abruptly leaving England. It had been almost a full month now. The guys were in the last leg of the tour. After the 4 shows in New Zealand, it was over. I was excited to have Harry back, but with Zac now in my life everything was bound to get complicated.

I enjoyed Zacs company at lunch the other day, I was sort of looking forward to becoming friends with him and hanging out more. I knew that came with trouble though. Harry wouldn’t approve, even if Zayn was friends with Zac. I was torn. I wanted to get to know Zac past this suit, but I always wanted to keep Harry.

I finished putting my stuff together and headed out the door. I guess this was step one to becoming Zacs friend. I walked down the hall to Joshs desk, finding him and Zac laughing about god knows what.

“No man, we definitely will.” Josh said as I came up. “Look who’s finally ready.”

“I was only like 5 minutes.” I rolled my eyes.

“Try half hour.” Josh said back.

“What? Shit we gotta go!” I said.

“Don’t worry, I’m pretty good at weaving in and out of traffic.” Zac smiled.

“Wait, you’re taking her?” Josh smirked.

“Yeah, I wouldn’t make her take the subway.”

“Well you better get going then. You should probably grab the valet, I’ll help Spencer carry this stuff down.” Josh smiled. Zac nodded and headed towards the elevator. Once he was on it Josh turned to me. “Okay bitch, spill.”

“What are you talking about?” I looked at him blankly as he picked up one of my bags.

“He came out here and was all like ‘dude you’re so lucky you get to work with her every day, she’s so amazing.’ And he’s taking you to the airport? And you’re trying to tell me nothing is going on? Come on Spencer.”

“Seriously, he offered and I’d much rather ride in a Maserati than the subway.”

“Ooohh me too hunny.” He smiled at me as we got into the elevator. “But all I’m saying is, if you want to have a steamy affair I’m not saying a word.”

“HA ones enough.” I mumbled without even realizing what came out of my mouth.

“What? One what?”

“Nevermind.”

“No, we’re talking about this.”

“No we aren’t.” I snapped, thankful when the elevator stopped in the lobby.

“Oh we will and you know it.” He looked at me.

“Fine, when I come back.” I rolled my eyes, exiting the lift. “And don’t you dare say one more word about it.”

He followed me without saying a thing, handing a bag to Zac once we reached him.

“They’re getting the car.” Zac smiled, oblivious to my annoyance.

“Well I’m just gonna drop this stuff here and see you in a few days when you get back.” Josh hugged me and headed back onto the elevator. Once he disappeared Zac turned to me.

“Is everything okay?” he looked concerned.

“Josh and I just had a small disagreement on the way down.” I didn’t really know what to call it so I left it at that.

“Sorry to hear that, at least you get to escape this world for a couple days though.” He nodded picking up one of the bags Josh left on the ground.

“Mr. Efron,” a man said from the door. “Your keys and the car is out front waiting. We tried to push the paparazzi back as far as we could, we don’t want you to be swarmed.” He said so genuinely. I was glad to see everyone wasn’t a complete jerk.

“Thank you so much for everything.” Zac handed the man some money. “For all the trouble.”

“Oh thank you!”

We took a few steps towards the door before we saw how many people were honestly outside. It had doubled since I showed up for work and there were now screaming girls involved.

“Ready?” Zac looked at me, taking my purse from my hands.

“You don’t have to carry that.” I laughed.

“Well you have the suitcase so I will. I’m just going to pop the trunk and throw this stuff in there as fast as I can. Just follow me close and we’ll be inside before you know it.”

“Here goes nothing.” I looked into his smiling eyes.

“Don’t worry, I’ll keep my distance.” He winked before pushing the door open.

As soon as we stepped outside the screams and yells exploded. Of course we had the typical questions thrown at us ‘Are you dating?’ ‘How’s Harry?’ ‘What’s going on?’ etc. etc. I didn’t answer anyone, neither did Zac. He popped the trunk and tossed my bags in it quickly. He took the suitcase from me, setting it in next. Seeing the luggage only made the paparazzi question more. ‘Are you taking vacation together?’ ‘Where are you off too?’ ‘Does Harry know?’.
I rolled my eyes and headed towards the passenger side door. I slid into my seat and slammed the door. The flashes continued and my annoyance grew. I heard the truck close and saw Zac open the drivers side door. Once it was closed, he let out a huge sigh.

“Those people are assholes.” He said frustrated.

“Agreed.”

“They’ve been asking me about you ever since the other day when they catch me.”

“And what do you say?” I questioned.

“We’re friends and they need to fuck off.” he shrugged.

“I hate that we can’t hang out without everyone thinking I’m cheating or we’re together. It’s so annoying. I just want to live and not be scrutinized.”

"Imagine if everything they were saying was true though." Zac looked at me as we stopped at a red light.

"What?" I asked completely unaware of what he was talking about.

"Like the paparazzi. Us being together, you leaving Harry. All that shit."

"Oh yeah, it'd definitely be weird."

"Why weird?"

"Because that would mean you'd be my boyfriend." I laughed. Zac Efron my boyfriend? I may pass out.

"And you'd be my girlfriend." He smiled over at me.

"So weird."

"Shut up!" He laughed. "We'd be a damn attractive couple."

"All thanks to you!" I slipped. "I mean um, you're alright looking."

"I knew it! You think I'm cute!"

"Anybody with working vision knows how hot you are." I said again without thinking.

"Oh shit, I'm hot?"

"Fuuuuck off!" I laughed.

"The attraction between us is obvious though, right?"

"What?" I looked at him blankly. He wasn't about to try and have this conversation while he was taking me to the airport to go see my boyfriend, was he? Was he? He was.

"You have to feel it too."

"Feel what? I feel the air conditioner in my face." I shrugged trying to avoid this at all costs.

"This Spencer." He said, grabbing my hand with his. "That feeling I get in the pit of my stomach when you’re around you, you drive me nuts. I literally cannot get enough of you."

"Zac, I'm with Harry." I stated flatly.

"Pretend he doesn't exist for minute and be honest with yourself."

This was déjà vu. It was exactly what happened with Niall last month. Exactly what caused the big fight.

Was Zac Efron begging me? Was one of the hottest celebrities in the world admitting his feelings for me and reaching for them back? Was I about to break his heart or should I be honest like he said.

I did feel it too, but I couldn't admit that. I felt it, but it was nowhere near as strong as the feelings I felt when I was with Harry. No matter what, it was always Harry. When it came down between Harry and Niall, it was Harry. And now Zac and Harry? Of course it's Harry. It's always Harry.

"Spencer?" He pulled me out of my daze, squeezing my hand which he still was holding.

"I mean sure, I feel it. But it doesn't matter." I sighed. "None of this matters!" I pointed between the two of us.

"But in another life, one without Harry, it'd work right?"

"I can't be sure but I'd say probably."

"If you and Harry ever break up?"

I laughed out. Harry and I were forever but I figured I had already hurt Zac enough for one day.

"Sure Zac, if Harry and I ever break up we can give it a try."

"That's all I ask. Don't rule me out completely."

"So how's this gonna affect our friendship?" I sighed.

"It's not, we're gonna hang out and do friend things."

"So like you'll come shopping with me?"

"Girl! I will make sure you look fabulous!" He said in his best gay voice.

I couldn't stop laughing. “You’re so lame.”

“Me? Lame? But I’m Zac Efron!” he couldn’t even finish his sentence without laughing.

“Movies may make you look cool but you’re not. At all.”

“You’re no cooler than I am.”

“Oh shut up, I’m way cooler than you’ll ever be. Hell I’m cooler than you can ever dream of being.”

“Whatever. I have a six pack that make girls drool.” He cocked an eyebrow.

“HA! I have a boyfriend that makes girls drool.”

“Guys want to be me.”

“Guys want to fuck me.” I shot back.

“Guys probably want to fuck me too, so try again.”

“You suck.” I stuck out my tongue just as I saw the sign letting us know we were at the airport. “It’s been 40 minutes since we left my work. Shit that went fast.”

“I wonder why.”

I shrugged not really sure if he was just making a basic statement or really was asking.
We drove through the lanes following the signs towards ‘drop-offs’. Someone obviously had tipped off that we were on our way to an airport because there was a ton of people. I rolled my eyes like usual as he drifted the car to a stop.

“Ready?” he asked.

“You don’t have to get out.” I said. “That’s a ton of people and I don’t want you to get mobbed or something.”


“I’m going to help you lift the bags out of the trunk. I don’t really think I can go in any farther than that. It’s the least I can do. Please.” He gave me the biggest puppy dog eyes.

“Fine.” I couldn’t resist it.

We both got out and rounded the back of the car. We carefully started to take out the few bags I had. I didn’t pack much because I knew I was only going to be there for 4 days. A suitcase and two overnight bags, I’d say I packed light. And if I forgot anything else, I would be able to buy it there, hopefully.

“You sure you can handle all that?” Zac laughed at me as I attempted to balance one of the bags on top the suitcase and the other on my arm with my purse.

“I’m a woman, I’ll be fine!” I rolled my eyes jokingly, at him. “Well I’m cutting it close as is, I better get going.”

“Yeah, right. Well I guess I’ll see you when you get back then. You know talk business.” He winked.

I playfully slapped him in the chest, leaning in to whisper so no one around us could hear. “Don’t say shit like that!” I slapped him again. “And winking? NO!”
He stood there laughing at me. “Chill out, no one heard me.”

“No one better have or you’re dealing with Harry this time!” I smiled.

“Fine by me.” He pulled me into a tight hug. I stood on my tiptoes so I could reach his ear to talk.

“Thanks for the ride.”

He didn’t let go. “I meant everything I said in the car.”

I pulled back a little to see his face, back on flat foot, I looked up into his eyes. “I know.”

The mood quickly turned somber and I knew I needed to get out of there fast. I collected myself, and my bags as I straightened my nonexistent wrinkles out of my shirt.

“Bye Zac.” I waved from the curb.

“Let me know when you land safely.” He smiled back at me. “Have fun.”

I turned around and dodged through the crowd of people we created. I had to push past some people who were rude enough to not move at all. I ignored everything that was said to me. The only thing that was on my mind was Harry. I was about to board a plane and travel to a part of the world that I had never been too. And I was going to be with Harry.

He wasn’t just my boyfriend anymore, he was my everything. My life. My other half. At the beginning of my relationship with him, or even in past relationships, I never would have thought twice about just being friends with Zac. But now I was thinking it through, and hard at that. I wasn’t about to screw up the most important and perfect part of my life. Harry was my life, my decisions affected him, and his me.

It was still completely insane to me that I was dating a superstar. It was still completely insane to me that I was friends with more than one superstar. Life was truly and honestly going has good as it could. I knew when I arrived in New Zealand that Harry and I would have to really sit down and talk the last fight over. We couldn’t just ignore it all together. We needed to figure out what happened, why we didn’t communicate properly and how we could prevent it from happening in the future.

I never thought being apart from someone would actually make you fall in love with them more and more each day. It’s true, absence does make the heart grow fonder. I know that in the future when I begin to build a stronger client list and Harry is back on tour we’ll have to go months without seeing each other, worse than this tour. Getting every moment I could in with Harry was a must. That’s why I didn’t think twice about flying a full day around the world to spend 4 days with him. Sure it wasn’t even a week and sure it seemed foolish. But that’s what love does to you right? It makes you a fool.

I wasn’t just a fool because I was in love with a fool. After the fight Louis told me that he physically had to stop Harry from flying to NYC. By the time he would have boarded the plane, took the flight, landed and saw me he would only have had 3 hours to talk to me before he needed to be back on another plane. If that doesn’t scream ‘you’re a fool’ then what does.

We were fools and we were in love. I loved Harry and that fool loved me.

Notes

Vacation is officially over. Boo :( But that means I get to fully throw myself back into Harry and Spencers world. (a world I wish I was a part of...hi single Zayn ;) okay side note over) but anyways here it is finally.

Guys this seemed a lot when I was typing it. Sorry it's really not. I have a couple more chapters prepared too so I should post fairly quick, probably every day now for a few days. No promises because I reread everything like a million times and end up changing shit completely but we'll see. Well I'm just straight rambling now. Alright I love you all and thank you for patiently waiting.

During/after New Zealand some major major shit goes down. I know I keep saying that honestly it's all just building up to the breaking point of one of the characters. Gonna get wild.

LOVE EVERY SINGLE ONE OF YOUR HOPEFULLY SMILING FACES. xx