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Title/Chapter: Collide (05/?)
Genre: Romance / Love / AU
Pairing: Zac Hanson / Original Female Character
Rating: R for sexual situations and a swear or two (may change in later chapters)
P.O.V.: First Person, switches back and forth, clearly marked.
Notes: Takes place during The Walk Tour '08. AU: Kate and Zac never married, never had Shepherd. All other wives / kids are still in play.
Previous Chapters
Summary: "It's the best of both worlds. Chill it out, take it slow, then you rock out the show." But what happens when both worlds collide?

Comments / Con.Crit. is greatly appreciated. :D


CHAPTER FIVE

ZAC's POV

I'm standing at the back of the venue before the walk waiting for Olivia. She suddenly comes running around one of the buses.

"I'm so sorry I'm late!" she apologizes skidding to a halt in front of me. "That Mickey D's line was a bitch!" I grin and lean down to peck her on the lips.

"It's nice to see you too," I chuckle. Olivia blushes slightly. I wrap her in a tight hug. "I missed you," I murmur. She gives me a squeeze.

"I missed you too."

We stand silently in our embrace for a moment. Then I pull back just enough to look at her. She smiles her usual bright smile at me. I can't help smiling back.

"So, um, I was wondering..." I let my sentence trail off unfinished as I try to fight off unexpected nerves.

"Yeees?" Olivia prompts. I blush and look down at my feet for a second. Shaking my hair back from my face, I lift my gaze back to the beautiful girl before me.

"I was wondering if you wanted to hang out after the show tonight, maybe stay over in my room?" I bite my lower lip trying to hide my nervousness.

Olivia smiles playfully. "You know, you're way cute when you're nervous."

I blush and look away as she laughs lightly. Then she squeezes my hands and says, "So I'll meet you by the bus after the show?" I feel my face light up.

"That would be perfect," I reply softly.

"Good," Olivia murmurs, leaning up for a kiss.

Olivia and I leave for The Walk a few minutes later. We hold hands and talk with each other and the fans. Afterwards, we part ways promising to meet by the tour bus after the show. I really cannot wait.

Late Night Romance's set seems to last forever. But once my brothers and I take the stage, the concert goes by in the blink of an eye. I guess when you're not waiting around and you're actually doing something productive, it helps the time fly by.

We take our final bow after the encore and I bolt off the stage. I run outside but Olivia isn't there yet. So I head on to the bus to change my shirt and grab a Sharpie for autographs. When I step back off the bus, there she is.

"Liv!" I call out waving to her. She turns in my direction, her face lighting up. We meet half way, instantly wrapping each other in a hug.

"You played so well tonight," Olivia says giving me a tight squeeze.

"Thanks," I reply, pulling back to look at her. We stand there staring for a moment before Olivia breaks the silence.

"Why don't you start signing some autographs? The sooner you get done, the sooner we can leave." She winks at me and I grin.

"Pretty and smart. My kind of woman." Olivia laughs.

"Get goin, you," she says giving me a little push towards the fans.

"Okay, okay. I'm going," I reply. Then I head off to the group of awaiting girls.

About an hour and a half later, after having gone up and down the barricade three times, I'm done with autographs and pictures. I find Olivia sitting on the steps of the bus. She stands as I approach.

"Done so soon?" she kids. I smile, wrapping my arms around her waist.

"I'm all yours," I murmur.

"Mm. Sounds good," she purrs. A shiver runs down my spine. "So, what do you want to do?" Right on cue, my stomach growls.

"I'm starving," I tell her. The green-eyed girl laughs lightly, music to my ears.

"Someone work up more than a sweat?" I nod. "Well, then. Dinner it is." She takes my hand and we walk off the lot in search of food.

* * *

We enter my hotel room laughing and giggling in good spirits. I kick the door closed and wrap my arms around Olivia's waist, pulling her to my chest. I gently brush her hair, which is styled in curls, back from her face.

"Livvie..."

"Yeah?"

I bite my lip. "Would it be totally crazy to say that after only a month, I'm... I love you?" Olivia's eyes go wide with shock and I almost feeling like crying.

"You do?" she asks quietly. I nod.

"Yeah, I do. I know it's only been a month—"

I'm silenced with a kiss.

I look at Olivia in surprise. "I love you too," she says. I take her face gently in my hands and lower my mouth to hers.

Our lips move together slowly and gently, Olivia's arms wrapping around my neck.

"I love you," I murmur.

"I love you too," she replies. Then she presses her lips to mine. The kiss starts slowly and softly. But it doesn't take long for it to turn hungry, passionate, needy. Then Olivia starts pulling me towards the bed, stripping my shirt off as we go. I lay her gently against the pillows, lowering my stockier frame to her petite one. We kiss and caress, our touches hesitant but excited as only new lovers can be. I taste and touch every inch of her skin as I rid her of the clothing that separates us.

Olivia's hands are twined in my hair, my fingertips resting on her hips.

"I love you," I whisper. "It's crazy and it's too soon, but I love you." Olivia strokes my face lightly and smiles.

"It's not crazy," she says, "'cause I love you too." She shrugs. "If that's how you feel, than that's how you feel. 'Nuff said."

"That's how I feel," I murmur looking into her gold and emerald eyes. "That's all I feel."

"That's not all I feel," she replies, her voice husky, sliding her hand over my hip and between my legs. I visibly shiver and take a deep breath.

"Are you sure?" I ask. Olivia nods, biting her lip shyly.

"It's just... I've never done this before."


& & & & &

Stay tuned for Chapter Six which is being written as we speak!!!!

Date: February 22nd, 2009 06:28 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] thievesandliars.livejournal.com
oh what a teaseeee

Date: February 23rd, 2009 05:16 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] writefiction.livejournal.com
That's what they call me.... =D

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