Chapter: Chapter two.

Lovely People of the Moment: Gabwr, my first reveiwer. Thanks for the kind words!

A/N: Hi there, my lovely readers! I'm back, with a new chapter. I honestly hope you guys like this chapter for it took two days of thought and planning and one day of writing. But, even if you don't like reading it, I enjoyed writing it. So… On to the story, perhaps?

Warning: Thisstory contains Freddy/Zack slash related memories. Yes…yes, it does. So, if you don't like slash related stories, don't read it. Quite simples, yes?

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With every two steps he took, Zack breathed in heavily and let it out shortly. In his mind, breaking up with the dark haired lady at his apartment would be a near death experience. Another two sets of steps and a glance at his watch. He was early leaving, almost an hour actually. He just hoped Summer wouldn't find that odd.

It was a cool night, and all of the Denver streets looked the same. That's why he hated tours: all the cities were different, yet all the same. Fortunately, they lived in the capital of the Rocky Mountain state, therefore, he knew exactly where he was going. Though, in two days, he was leaving the city to go on a 13 date European tour.

"Europe…" the ebony haired boy sighed out. He loved Europe. Okay, he loved Italy and had made it a point to add the country onto the tour list. It was odd; he didn't seem to like anywhere they toured, unless it was Italy.

"Italy…" He smiled at the thoughts and memories that were withheld in the hills of northern Italy. He and Freddy had rented a cottage up there the summer they graduated. Though, the next summer, he was spending the summer in Surrey, England with Summer.

He lifted his gaze slowly off the ground, letting it take in his surroundings. A building, marked as a five star apartment building, was there before him. "Who rates an apartment building with stars?" It was a mystery to him, really. But without a second thought, he lowered his head back to the ground and pushed himself through the doors.

When he was out of the Colorado cold and into a warm building, he waved at the door greeter and made his way to the elevator. He pushed the buttons intently, trying to get to the flat as soon as he could. He wanted to get this over and done with as soon as possible.

He glanced at his watch again, and noted the time he had left. "45 minutes…" he mumbled under his breath and stepped inside the now open elevator. He pushed the button he knew so well, the 28th. It was close to the top, just two floors away. He liked it; he could go out onto the balcony when he was there and look over the city and towards the mountains. It was a peaceful look, the snow-capped mountains filled the sight from the window and when the sunset over them, they had a majestic look.

He scoffed lightly to himself and heard the elevator keeper clear his throat. He glanced up and noted that the doors had opened and were being held that way by the man in the grey uniform. He grimaced a little, and stepped out of the compact room into an almost equally compact hallway.

He took the strides to the door and touched the knob, making sure it was unlocked before he tried the key. He found it oddly opened and walked a few paces in. Throwing his keys on the counter, he proceeded to look for a petite girl who he knew only so well.

"Summer… Hey, Summer… Come on, this isn't cute. Nor is it funny." He walked around the flat and peered around the corners and furniture. He noted the muffled whispers and groans coming from the room he knew better than the girl he figured that was in there.

He took a few more paces, and tapped the door to their bedroom. It wasn't hatched, so it creaked open slightly. He touched the door full palmed and gasped at what he saw.

There was Summer, spread out over the bed with a man touching the places on her that were supposed to be reserved for the one she loved. But there she was, lying there…

"Za… Zack! Hey… Uhm, baby how is it going?" Summer gathered the sheet up around herself and Zack finally got a glimpse of the person in bed with her. He grimaced and turned his head to the side.

"I wanted to talk to you about our relationship," he started off quickly and took hold of the doorframe to steady him, "but I see you've made your own decisions about it. I was going to tell you that I wanted to break up, that we're too different." He bit his lip nervously and looked straight into Summer's eyes, "but it seems you've decided that too. Too put it simply, I don't want to be together anymore. It's over."

He heard the man sigh, it sounded of relief. He felt guilty though, because he didn't feel jealous of the "love of his life" in bed with someone he used to know. Angry that he was cheating on her, yes.He looked them over briefly before nodding in the direction of the man in question.

"Lawrence." He bit his lip again before saying his final words and turned his gaze back to the petite brunette, "I'll be going now. You can have the apartment, but I'd like my things packed and ready for me when I get back from the tour."

He turned on his heal and grabbing his keys, walked out the door he had left open. Only this time leaving it shut.

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A/N: So, that was a tad bit short, wasn't it? I just thought that'd be a great place to leave it off. The next chapter should be up in about two days. That is, if you review! Hah… Please?