I was laughing uncontrollably at Zac’s intrusive tickling when we were interrupted.

“Tired?” Taylor questioned mockingly. I really never remembered Taylor acting like this and wondered where it was all coming from. I would have thought Taylor would understand, but it didn’t seem as if he did.

There was a moment of tense silence between them and I didn’t want to be stuck in the middle so I excused myself to brush my teeth. But I could still hear everything.

“What was that?!” Zac was angry.

“What was what?” Taylor said, “I thought you were tired, I didn’t think you’d be macking it to Sam in our room.”

“Tay, Sam is my girlfriend! She’s not some random girl from outside the hotel, and don’t you think I don’t know about that one!” Zac threatened. A girl from outside the hotel? Sounded interesting, I listened closer wishing the door weren’t so thick so I wouldn’t have to struggle.

“Please Zac, give it a rest. The girl was hot and even better yet she didn’t have any little friends so there were no attachments. You would’ve done the same.” Would he? I wondered.

“I’m not you. I don’t want every cute girl I see and I don’t think it should be your business if I want to kiss my girlfriend.”

“Oooh Sammy!” Taylor mocked, “I want to feel your body up against me! You’re the only girl I’ll ever love.” I peeked through the crack of the door to see Taylor laughing and pretending to be Zac. I felt hurt and sunk down to the floor but continued to watch. Just then Zac leaped like a tiger hunting prey at the un-expecting mockery standing in front of him. Taylor took it as a shock too but immediately began fighting back. In no time the roles were reversed and Zac was on the ground with Taylor above him. Zac was pinned. I was frustrated. I ran out of the bathroom.

There I stood, a foot from Taylor and Zac. They both looked up and over at me. I froze up for a moment not sure what my next move would be. I looked from one to the other, but then left my angry gaze on Taylor. His face immediately softened and his grasp on Zac’s shoulder lessened as he slowly stood up leaving Zac on the floor. Taylor looked into my eyes apologetically as he passed me by. He ran a hand through his hair as he slammed the bathroom door behind him. I looked to Zac on the floor who was still watching as the door slammed. When it did, his head fell to the ground and he closed his eyes. I kneeled down beside him and stroked his forehead ever so slightly.

Zac slowly sat up beside me and said, “I just don’t get him. What’s his motive?”

“Maybe it’s just something he’s going through. He’s probably stressed out and adapting to the whole promotional thing again,” I offered him.

“You’re probably right, there’s nothing else to explain it. I mean I don’t know what I’d do if I didn’t have you to keep me sane and encourage me along the way.”

I smiled, “High school isn’t so easy either!” I shared.

“Yeah, that probably does suck,” Zac candidly agreed.

I yawned loudly and rested my head in Zac’s lap. His warm hands caressed my hair and swiftly put me to sleep.

I awoke in the middle of the night to a feeling of ectasy. Zac was kissing the nape of my neck and it felt so good. I smiled even with my eyes still shut and let out a small moan. I reached my arm out to his back which was leaning over my bed and I stroked his soft fleece pajamas. He moved in closer and I didn’t stop him. This was romantic, he’d come to me in the middle of the night so we could have more alone time together. I only wondered if I my sighs and moans would wake Taylor, but I just couldn’t help myself, Zac’s touch felt wonderful. I felt his hot breath on my face and I tilted my head in to kiss him. I wanted to be closer to him, he was making me feel so eager. After several minutes of steamy kisses I smiled to him and opened my eyes to tell him how wonderful he made me feel.

My pleased smile quickly turned to a quivering shock. I gasped and his hand covered my mouth to silence me. I couldn’t speak, my throat was dry and my mind full of terror.

“Wh-wh-what,” I started, “Oh my GOD!” I whispered loudly. Taylor’s eyes peered down into mine searching for something I was unsure of. How did this happen? How could I let that happen? I looked over to Taylor and Zac’s bed where Zac was peacefully dreaming away unaffected by any noises that I had been making.

“What are you doing?” I pushed Taylor off of me.

Taylor’s face turned smug and asked, “What were you about to say to me?”

“How does that matter? You tricked me!” I argued.

“I never said I was Zac.”

“Right, like I’m supposed to expect my boyfriend’s BROTHER to come into my bed at night?”

Taylor shook his head then looked back to me and raised an eyebrow, “Well,” he began then stood up at my side, “You liked it.”

My mouth hung open. I racked my brain for a come back but before I could Taylor was gone leaving me on the brink of an emotional hurricane. He was right. I did enjoy that. I’m such an awful person! I couldn’t even tell Zac about what had happened. What good would that do anyway? Zac would only hate Taylor and probably hate me more because I let it happen. If I’d only opened my eyes! I should have known it wasn’t Zac’s kiss on my neck from the start. Let me wake up right now and let everything end. Tell me Taylor did not kiss me and I did not like it!

But I didn’t wake up. I was awake. I pinched myself and it hurt. I crawled up into a tiny ball and tried to dream it all away.

In the morning I woke up still cramped in a ball. I turned over and saw Taylor still, thankfully, sleeping and Zac was just coming from the bathroom. He had just showered and his hair was dripping wet down his nicely defined pecs to the towel wrapped around his waist. All thoughts of last night and the Taylor fiasco evaporated from my mind. I creeped out of bed and surreptitiously walked to the corner of the room where Zac was looking for clothing from his suitcase.

“Hey,” Zac sort of jumped at my sight, “I didn’t hear you get up.”

I shrugged my shoulders then gazed adoringly up at his tall handsome figure, “So what’s today’s plan?”

“We’re going shopping this morning. Just me and you,” Zac seemed pleased with his planning and continued searching for clothes.

“Sounds good,” I inched in closer to him and picked his hand up and kissed it. I held his hand in mine and kissed his neck and his face and his lips, “I love being alone with you.”

Zac’s face lit up as he came closer to me backing me into the corner I had surprised him in minutes earlier. Our kisses became more intense and I knew my heart rate must have been racing to the moon and back. I slid my hand down to Zac’s towel when an epiphany arose in my mind. ‘What was I doing?’ My surfacing guilt combined with uncertainty as to what I was trying to with Zac’s mind and feelings at that moment caused me to break it up immediately. Zac was left looking hurt.

“I, uh, have to take a shower,” I tried to be cheerful and put on a fake smile. Not waiting for Zac’s reaction I hurried to the bathroom and jumped in a cold shower. I had to figure things out before they became even more confusing.