The van stopped in front of Seattle Center. Zack and I quickly got out since traffic trailed behind us. Jack grinned.

"Have fun, lovebirds!" he closed the door and the van ran off into the street. I sighed and turned to Zack, who was already setting up his camera. His camera was a Nikon D3S. I always wanted those kinds of camera, but they were too expensive. He saw me staring at it and handed it to me.

"Try it," Zack grinned.

I took the camera and looked through the lenses. I zoomed back and forth. This camera was awesome. I quickly handed it back to Zack since I didn't want to have the urge to run off with it. "That's a really awesome camera. I always wanted a camera like that," I confessed.

"Do you want me to buy you one?"

My eyes widened. "What? No!" We began walking towards Pike Market.

"Why not?" he acted like it was no big deal to buy a $200 camera. "It's almost Christmas."

"The fact that I slapped you across the face is a good reason why you wouldn't buy me that."

"That slap really did sting my face," he admitted. "But I'm a nice person beneath this craziness. I know that you're a nice person beneath all that sassiness," I laughed. "Seriously though, I really thought you were going to kiss me, but I guess all wishes can't be granted."

I looked at him. "You have been granted the best wish of all time: being able to do what you love for a living. What more can you ask for?"

"Someone to be with," he implied. "Yeah, I can go on the road and perform every night, but it sucks to be alone."

I agreed with him on that. It did suck to be alone, but it shouldn't be with someone he just met. "I know how that feels," I affirmed. "But if I want to be in a relationship, I want it to be with someone I know, that I truly know," Zack nodded his head in agreement.

"You're right about that, but sometimes even the people you truly know can hurt you the most. I'd rather take a risk with someone who I barely know, but learn more about them as the relationship goes on."

"But there will be hidden secrets."

"There will also be hidden secrets to the people you truly know, too. You can't completely know someone," Zack smirked. "What? Do you have a hidden secret that I should know about?"

"You will never know," I grinned and he laughed.

"It must be one sexy secret," I playfully pushed him as we passed the Showbox.

When we passed the Showbox, two girls ran up to us with gigantic grins plastered on their faces. Obviously they weren't asking for my autograph. The blond one straightened up her stance while the redhead was doing this whole weird eye thing. Sort of creepy.

The blond walked up to him first. "Can you sign our shirts please?" she stuck out her boobs. This was disturbing. "I love your band!"

"Sure," Zack answered casually and signed her shirt and then the redhead's shirt. The redhead looked at me suspiciously and then turned to Zack.

"Is she your girlfriend?"

I chuckled. "Who, me? Oh, I'm not…"

"She is," Zack held my hand and kissed me on the forehead.

I gave him a weird look, but I went with it. "Uh, yeah," I stuttered. "Zack's cool."

The two girls glared at me and then began flirting with Zack, but he was not buying. "You guys are cool. Go to our shows sometimes, alright?" we walked away from them. "See ya!"

The girls smiled at him and waved. They didn't give a crap about me, but I never cared.

After walking for two minutes, I realized my hand was still intertwined with Zack's.

"I think we can let go now," I commented.

"Aww…," he pouted. "I was enjoying it." He released his hand from mine and stuffed them in his pocket. I smiled at his reaction. "You know, this has been the longest time you haven't said anything mean to me."

"Really? Maybe we should change that," I joked. "By the way, how come you told the girls I was your girlfriend?"

He shrugged. "I didn't want them to go all over me and be over flirtatious around me. They toned it down a little when they know you have a girlfriend. I'm actually surprised you let me do that."

"Me too," the cold breezes made me shiver. I should've brought a coat. I pulled my hoodie up.

"Are you cold?"

I shook my head. "No, I just like my hoodie up. It's style."

"So you shivering are part of your fashion sense as well?"

I sighed. "Fine, I am cold. I forgot how cold Downtown Seattle can get in the winter," I stuffed my hands in my pockets.

"Here," Zack took off his coat. "Wear this."

"Then you would get cold."

He placed his coat over my shoulders. "You need it more than I do," he zipped up his hoodie as we walked through the crowd in the Market. We sat down by the tables that faced the waterfront. I noticed Zack staring at me again. Why did he always do that?

"Can I ask you a question?" Zack nodded. "Why do you always stare at me?"

He folded his hands on the table as he stared out the window. "I knew you were going to ask me that, but since you asked me nicely. I'll answer you," his eyes gazed on mine. "Vous êtes beaux."

"You're saying that I'm beautiful?" Zack's eyes widened as I laughed. "I didn't know you speak French."

"I don't," he chuckled as he turned bright red. "I just got that from the internet. This is not really going as planned. You know how speak it?"

"Un petit peu," Zack stared at me in confusion. "A little bit. I learned two years of French back at high school."

"So much for practicing," I patted his back.

"I hate to admit it, but I thought it was adorable," I smiled as wrapped his arm around me.

For some odd reason, it felt like this is where I belonged.

Two updates in one day! Hell yeah! Thanks for reading!