Vanessa POV

Zac forces himself into my house and gently grabs my arm and drags me to the couch. I don't even protest as he roughly sits me down and switches the TV off. Zac brings a chair and sits in front of me. "Talk." He demands. I won't talk to anyone. Zac groans when he knows that he won't get me to talk. "Vanessa, what's going on with you?" I remain quiet. Zac is getting stressed out. "Van, please talk to us, you're scaring us, sweetheart." Mrs. Efron says in a gentle tone that reminds me of my Mother. I shake my head at her. Dylan gets me a pad and a pen. "Here, if you're not going to talk, you might as well as write." He snaps. I roll my eyes but write and show it to them.

Why do you want me to talk? I've got nothing to say to any of you, so just give up and focus on Zac.

Everyone sighs as they read it. "Honey, you're also important to us." David says. I scoff as I snatch the pad back from David.

Haha, really? Well if that were true, why did you not tell me yourselves that Zac was doing drugs and alcohol? Why did you say something to my parents to my parents but not to me? If I'm still 'important' to you, you would have told me straight away when he started doing them!

I pass it around, everyone groans. "Vanessa, they wanted to tell you as soon as I started it all but I begged them not too." Zac says. He did what?! Why?!

Please tell me you're joking?

Zac shakes his head as he reads it. Omg! I feel myself getting angry.

Are you insane?! Do you realize how stupid that was?! What happened if you were dying? Would you beg them not to tell me but you'd beg them to tell my parents?! Do you even love me like you always said you did?!

Zac reads it and gets off the chair and kneels in front of me, taking my hands in his. "Van, of course I love you, I've never stopped loving you. I know that I shouldn't have kept my addictions from you but can you blame me? If I told you, you'd automatically blame yourself, which is what you're doing now." I roll my eyes. I think about writing but I've got a lot to say. "Of course I'm going to blame myself for your addictions because it's my fault that you're doing them in the first place! If I was stronger then that wouldn't have happened!" I can't help but cry. Zac sighs and pulls me into him. "Even after all these years, you're still blaming yourself. Van, that wasn't your fault, there was nothing that you could've done." There was loads of stuff I could have done that could've prevented it from happening. "Yes I could. I could have stopped going the gym everyday, stopped doing stunt work. Tons of stuff!" Zac hugs me tighter. "Vanny, can you stop blaming yourself for that? Shit like that happens all the time." I'm full on sobbing into Zac. "I'm weak, that's why we broke up!" Zac sighs again. "No, that's not why we broke up at all, Vanessa Anne. We broke up because we were at different places in our careers and our schedules messed us around constantly." I slowly start to calm down as I remember why we broke up. "Van, you need to calm down." He whispers while stroking my greasy hair. I can't calm down. "Zac, just promise me that you'll go to rehab and meet a girl who can give you what I couldn't?" Zac rubs my back, trying to calm me down. "Van, I promise to go to rehab but I can't meet a girl." I look at him with puffy eyes. "Why?" I choke out. Zac grins. "Because I have a girl already." That stings but I guess he deserves it. "Who is it? Lily Collins?" Zac and his family chuckle. "Van, you're the girl I want." I gasp and give a small smile. "Really?!" I exclaim. Zac pulls away from me and nods. "Yes, it's always been you." Zac says before he presses a kiss to my head. I've missed his kisses. "Now why don't you get a shower, put a hot outfit on and I'll take you out, yeah?" I nod. "Is it a date?" Zac shrugs. "Not an official date, a friend date." I nod and run to my room and grab a shower. I'm unaware of the Efron's shouting outside in my living room.

Zac POV

After I send Van for a shower, Mom and Dad glare at me. "Zachary David Alexander Efron!" Mom yells. I'm afraid that she'll make Van cry again with the volume of her voice. "Mom, turn it down a few decibels, you'll make Van cry again." I whisper yell at my Mother. "Sorry, but tell us now: were you and Vanessa pregnant?" I've been dreading this. "Yes, we were waiting until Van was 12 weeks along to tell everyone but she lost it a few weeks after we found out." Mom and Dads faces soften. Mom gets off the couch and hugs me. "Oh, honey, why didn't you tell us that you lost the baby?" I look at her. "We thought you'd all be angry with us for keeping it a secret." Mom hugs me again. "Oh baby, we'd never be angry at you two. Sure we'd be disappointed in you but never angry. Is that one of the reasons you started drugs and alcohol?" I nod into her shoulder. "Yes and now Vanessa can't stop blaming herself for the miscarriage. No one knew about it. We've not told anyone, not even Ashley. In the beginning, I'd have to wake her up from nightmares about our baby. She didn't do anything for weeks except for drink vodka. I had to hide all the alcohol away from her." Dad and Dylan nod. "Bro, is that why you call her on a certain date on a month every year?" I call her for an hour once a month every year to see how she's doing about it and she ends up crying. "Yep, she's had a harder time at accepting that we'd never our baby than me. She cries until she can't cry anymore." My eyes widen. "Oh shit, shit!" I exclaim. I pull away from Mom and put my head in my hands. "Zac, what's up?" Dad asks in a concerning voice. "Next week is the baby's third birthday if they would've lived." I cry a little. My family gasp as they hug me. "It's gonna be okay, bro." Dylan says. I lift my head. "It's Van I'm worried about. She's gonna be really upset next week." Dylan smirks. "Not if you stay the week. She won't mind." I suppose. "I'm just worried how she's going to handle this year. Last year and the year before that, she was a mess because no one knew about it so she couldn't turn to turn to anyone else." Mom puts a hand on my knee. "But she's got us, you've got us. You're not alone in this anymore." I smile gratefully at my family, knowing that me and Van can get through this together. "So, will there be a Zanessa by the end of tonight?" Dylan teases and I facepalm myself. "Not you too" I chuckle. "I don't know, I mean I hope so but we'll have to wait and see."

We hear a voice behind us an hour and a half later. I turn around and my breath catches in my throat. Vanessa is in a strapless red dress that reaches her knees and her back is showing. Her hair is in curls down her back with a fresh face of makeup and red heels with a bag on her shoulder. Wow, she looks hot hot. "Woah, Van, when I said a hot outfit, I didn't mean this hot but I like it." Van blushes. "Thanks, Zac." I get up and hug her tight before pulling away after hearing a camera click. We both look and see Dylan holding his phone out with a smirk on his face. "What?" He asks innocently. Van laughs as she grabs her phone herself and gives me the puppy dog face. "Can we post some pictures of us?" I sigh playfully. "Oh go on then." She squeals and we take a few snaps of us. Before I do the same on my phone. "Dyl, send us that picture, you as well, Mom, we know that you also took a few." Mom chuckles. "Did I?" She playfully asks and me and Van shake our heads before posting a few pictures on our social media's before Zac leads me out of my house to his Audi.

ZacEfron: Goin' out with this cutie @VanessaHudgens. Can't wait 4 tonight, Cutie xx

Vanessa Hudgens: This handsome man is taking me out tonight. Lets go, Wildcat. (@ZacEfron) xxx

A/N: All this chapter is made up, it's fictional. Enjoy, Zanessa fans xx