I miss him. No, I miss him like crazy.

Ok, let me explain.

Zac (my super hot boyfriend) had to film a movie on the Isle of Man. I had to film Bandslam in Texas.

Now I'm on the set of High School Musical 3 and I haven't seen him in 3 months.

3 fuckin' months. The three hardest months of my life. I never thought it would be THAT hard.

And now I miss him. I really, really, really miss him.

Even Ashley, my BFF, can't cheer me up. She can't give me what I want.

I want Zac. My Zac. My boyfriend for 3 years now.

We've been through so much.

Breakup rumours, engagement rumours, him kissing other girls and let's face it my photo scandal.

He was always there for me.

Always.

"V?" Ash yelles from across the lobby.

"Oh hey Ashley", I reply tiredly. She quickly makes her way through the lobby and falls on the couch next to me.

"Look, V. He's going to come back. Just another week."

"A week of hell." Just like the past three months without him, I added in my thoughts.

Ash sighs and asks:"You want to spend a "Wildcat" night with the other?"

"No"

"Why?"

"It's not the same without him."

"You're hopeless, Vanessa." With that she walks away with her phone in one hand and a milkshake in the other.

Another week. Breathe, Vanessa. It's just a week. 7 days. 7 nights without him. 168 hours.

Everything's just fine.

No, it's not. I want him now.

At least his voice.

I pick my iPhone up and dial Zac's number.

"Hey, Babe. What's up?" Ah, his velvet voice.

"I miss you." I reply.

He sighs. "I miss you, too."

"Good. Then come here!"

"Van, you know that's impossible."

"Nothing's impossible."

Silence.

"Zac?"

"Yeah?"

I sighed in relief. "Can't you just come over?"

"I'll try to swim over the ocean, kay?"

I smiled."Yeah."

Another silence.

"Uhm, look babe. I have to go, they want me on the filmset. I'm sorry."

Bang.

Great. I can't even spend 10 minutes with my boyfriend on the phone.

I sighed again. "Okay. But you call me when you're ready?"

"I don't know. You'll be asleep."

"Never."

"Okay. I love you, Van."

Those three words. They get me everytime. It's been 2 years since he first told me he loved me.

And it still makes my heart melt.

"I love you, too. So much. Waiting for your call" With that I hang up. In exactly this moment I feel inclompete.

Sigh.

I remembered the morning, when I had to leave.

Flashback.

"3 months." I said as I stared into space.

"3 months." He agreed, while kissing my forehead.

"I'm going to miss you so much" Tears began to build.

"I'm going to miss you, too"

We were in a special room at the airport. For V.I.P.s

This didn't help.

"You won't find another hot chick in England, right?"

"No one will ever compare to you, sweetheart." I sighed."Good. I don't want to loose you."

"I don't want to loose you, either."

3 months of pure hell. But we had to do this, if we want to continue with our careers.

He continued to stroke my arm, while I sat on his lap. We both stared into space. Afraid of the next 3 months without each other.

A lady from the airport came into this peaceful moment, to tell us that the flight is boarding now.

We stood up and my tears were already spilling out of my eyes.

"Hey, hey. Don't cry, honey." He tried to soothe me. I looked into beautiful eyes.

I was shocked.

There in his eyes were tears.

It brought me over the edge. I couldn't control the tears anymore.

He took me into is arms and cradled me there. "I love you so much, babe."

"I..I..lovee..y…youu, too." I managed to choke out between the tears.

And then he pulled me into an earthshattering kiss. We kissed, and kissed and kissed.

I could stay like this forever.

Then I had to go.

I walked towards the gate. Still holding hands. He let go of it and stroked my cheek.

"Remember, Vanessa. I'l l always love you no matter what."

"You, too."

I walked to the gate without turning my gaze away from that the next 3 months are going to be over soon. Very soon.

End Flashback.

I would never forget this moment.

I need a shower. Now.

I go up to my (in one week mine and Zac's) room. I open the door and stand there frozen in place.

He was there. Zac. My Zac is here.

There he stands. Smiling at me.

In less than a second I launch myself in his arms. I can't believe it. He's here.

"Hey, babe." He whispers in my ear. I lock my arms around his neck and my legs around his waist.

His hands under my bottom to support the weight.

"Homygawd." That all I can say. I'm too shocked. Too happy. Too complete.

"You happy?" I can't hold my tears back anymore. The fall freely on his neck.

3 fuckin' months. 3 months of missing him.

They are over now.

"Why are you crying?" He asks me. "I can leave if you want."

"NO." I say. "Never ever"

"Okay, then." He laughs.

I leaned back and looked at his perfect features. My fingers trace the outline of his face.

I'm the happiest girl in the world.

He rubs his nose against mine and kisses me. A passionate kiss. Filled with all the emotions we've been trough in the last 3 months. I close my eyes and enjoy the moment.

After a few minutes I pulled away.

"YY..ouu. Wer…were."

"I fooled you. I thought 'Why don't you surprise your girlfriend by don't tellin' her that the movie is ready?' and after Ash called me like 10 minutes ago, I couldn't wait to see your beautiful face again. And here I am."

"I hate surprises."

"Aw, come on. I know that you love them."

"I love you." I reconnect his lips with mine.

"I love you, too"

My life is complete again.

I'm complete. My soulmate is holding me, kissing me and telling me that he loves me.

My life is perfect. My boyfriend is perfect and my love is perfect.

He slowly walks towards the bed and lays me down. With that I furious make-out session begins.

I think you can imagine what happens now.

And in exactly this moment it hit me.

I need him.

I need Zac Efron.

Forever.