"What the...?" I felt someone grab me from behind, only to realize it was Zac Hanson pulling me into his hotel room a second later.
"I want you to meet my brothers...Jordan and Clarke." Zac said, offering me one of his goofy smiles. He was wearing yellow pants with a red shirt. Pulling me further into the hotel room, I saw Ike searching through his bag and Taylor standing in front of the mirror combing his golden locks.
My whole body tensed up, What if they didn't like me? Quickly I grabbed onto Zac's arm, pulling him close to me and whispering my worry into his ear. "Of course they will...Who wouldn't like you? What's there not to like?" he questioned, his caramel eyes filling with concern.
"I don't know...I just..." I tried to explain, I but couldn't because Zac had cut me off.
"Hey Ikey Poo, Tay-Tay. I want you to meet April." Zac said, flashing an evil look at me as his brother's eyes shifted to me.
"She better be a Hanson fan!" Taylor joked and tossed his comb into his bag. Golden locks curling around his creamy face, framing bright blue eyes. "I'm Taylor. As if you didn't know..." he commented, extending his hand out to me. I nodded and shook his hand.
"I'm Issac!" The eldest Hanson brother called, still rummaging through his gym bag for something.
"Well, it was nice meeting you guys...but I got to go." I said quietly, just above a whisper. My blue eyes gleamed at the thought that I had just met Hanson.
"Where are you going?" Zac shot, his caramel eyes wide with confusion. It must have seemed as if I was trying to get away from him and his brothers.
"We, as in my friends that I came here with, are having a small party...You can come if you want. But I'm warning you. Josh has got drinks." I spat out, deep inside hopeing they would say yes. So I could prove to my best friend that I met Hanson. Plus I wanted to spend more time with Zac.
"Cool!" Issac shot, "Let's go guys? We need a break anyway!"
"We just started vacation for three months." Taylor protested, "but if you two want to go...I'll go."
"You'll get as zany as Zac in a couple hours anyways. You'll fit right in." Ike muttered, giving me a you-have-to-see-this look.
"Jen?" I asked, pushing open our hotel room door. Her jaw dropped as she saw Zac enter the room beside me.
"Oh my god!" she shrieked, "You really did meet Zac!"
"Taylor and Issac too." I spat out, giving her a I-told-you-so look as Tay and Ike walked into the room chatting among themselves. Quickly she ran over to Issac introducing herself to him.
"She must adore my brother?" Zac whispered into my left ear, his breath warm upon my ear. Sending a tingling feeling through my whole body.
"Yeah. She's confessed her love for him to me a few times." I said so quietly that he had to strain to hear what I said.
"So, Which one of us do you adore?" Zac suddenly spat out, the question hitting me off guard. Could I tell him I secretly had a crush on him for years now?
"Why does it matter?" I asked, my eyes shifting to him momentarily.
"Tay, huh?" Zac asked, his voice dropping tremendously. But it wasn't Taylor Hanson that I adored. I couldn't tell him that, then he would know I liked him. "I don't get girls as fans. I just get all the young guys and weirdos."
"Are you calling me a weirdo?" I shot, staring at him my jaw agape, my eyes wide. I knew he was just joking but I wanted to see his reaction.
"Okay...Okay. One girl fan." he said, a smirk plastered on his face, "just one." I plopped down on the sofa that was on the right wall of the hotel room, Zac making himself comfortable next to me. Was he going to follow me around like a lost puppy dog? I hope so!
I looked around, Jennifer had Ike pinned up against the wall, probably confessing her love to him. Kindell was wasted, yelling at a tipsy Luke. Josh gone over board, chugging a hooch. While Matt was next to him with an unidentified liquid. Taylor? Where was Taylor? My eyes damn near ripped the place apart before I saw him sitting in the corner of the room. Staring aimlessly at the commotion around him.
"HEY, YoU TwO?" Josh screamed, one hand pointing at Zac the other at Taylor. "ARe YoU CHiCkS?"
"So, you think we're chicks?" Zac asked, springing to his feet, "What are you saying? What are you saying?"
"YoU LoOk Like OnE oF theM HanSoNs." Josh observed, spilling some hooch onto the ground.
"I am Zac! I'm Zac Hanson!" He yelped, falling back into his seat next to me, "Some people..."
"Heh...Good one. Funny." Josh commented, going back to sucking down his bottle of orange hooch. Making sure every drop was out of it before moving onto the next bottle. Sighing, I pushed a few blonde locks from my face, why did I bring Zac here? I should have know better that nobody would be in the mood for conversations. Oh well, he didn't seem to mind.
I felt his hand touch mine, squeezing it slightly as if trying to bring me back from my everlasting thoughts. "Every single time I see you. I start to feel this way. Makes me wonder if I'm ever going to feel this way again. There's a picture hanging in the back of my head. I see it over and over." he whispered the first verse of 'If Only' in my ear.
I smiled softly to him and then if faded quickly. Tay wasn't enjoying himself. "Why is your brother all by himself?"
"Usually when Tay has his moments, it's late at night and everyone is tired." Zac explained, caramel eyes glowing. He sat up straighter and smoothed back his long blonde hair. So it wouldn't fall in his face all the time.
We sat quietly in each others company for awhile before I felt my mouth become oddly dry. I stood up slowly as Zac clinged onto my arm, asking where I was going. "You see that liter of Dr. Pepper? I'm going to make it ours...if you like Dr. Pepper?"
"Yeah. My favorite. It's one of the sweeter cokes." Zac commented as I wander over to the table. Grabbing the bottle of Dr. Pepper then headed back to my seat. Where I found my brother talking to Zachary.
"So, Youngest in Hanson. huh?" he half asked, taking a large drink of his grape hooch. "What do you do?" I sat down next to Zac, unscrewing the cap on the bottle.
"I bang on things." Zac answered, a slick smile fixed on his perfectly smooth face.
"So, you mean your the drummer?" My brother asked, knowingly. But he had a momentary memory laps due to the alcohol in the hooch.
"Uh, huh." he remarked, as I took a sip of the soda. It had a weird taste to it...must be out dated? I tasted again. No, it's fine. Tastes like Dr. Pepper.
"Are you any good? Well, I mean..." Luke asked realizing that Zac must be due to the success of Hanson.
"I'm not a great drummer, but everyone says I can play. So, I'll take their word for it." Zac replied, trying to sound professional for my tipsy brother.
"Why don't you guys dance in the show for fast songs, like NSYNC?" Luke quickly spat out, his eyes lighting up at the thought of NSYNC.
"We don't dance in the show. That's a misconception--We can't dance for squat!" Zac squealed and started to laugh.
"You can slow dance...kinda." I added, taking another gulp of the warm liquid.
"What's the most embarrassing thing that happened to you during a performance?" Luke asked, a hint of envy sneaking in his voice.
"I'm the most embarrassing thing on stage!" Zachary yelped, his dark brown eyes glowing beneath the lights. As he grabbed the bottle and took a large gulp. Did it taste weird to him? No, another gulp.
"No. Seriously." DaLuka spat out, getting slightly irritated with the 3rd oldest Hanson sibling.
"Once during a drum solo, I leaned back and fell off my seat. EVERYONE was laughing at me!" His eyes filled with hurt as if he was remembering the awful experience.
"Cool." Luke said with a slur, "So, Zac who do you like?"
"Why are you asking me that?" Zac shot, getting slightly defensive.
"Come on. Tell me the secret, Who does Zac Hanson like?" Luke growled, wanting a straight answer. Why was he doing this to me? Please Luke!
"No one knows, So it's not a secret." Zac commented, as Luke stomped off to hang out with his wasted friend, Josh.