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Connors pov:

"Zack, c'mon, you have to wear pants!" I yell as I chase the giggling, pant-less three year old that's running around the house. I had just finished giving him a bath and managed to put a shirt on him, but I turned  away for one second and he started running around saying that he didn't like pants.  I mean I don't either but I'm not gonna walk around nude either. "Zack!" I shout once more when he decides to hide somewhere. I hear his shushed giggles but don't see him anywhere. I sigh. "Fine, I give up. You don't have to where pants," I say knowing he'll come out.

I hide behind a wall and hear his little footsteps on the floor. I look down and see his head poke into the living room. I laugh and snatch him up quickly. "Gotcha!" Zack squeals laughing like crazy.

"No dad! You tricked me!" He shouts when I put his underwear on and pants. He pouts and crosses his arms. I coo at his little baby face.

"Awe zack you look so cute." He blushes but continues to pout. I smile and pick him up. "Zackie, don't be mad. You have to wear pants, I'm sorry."

"Don't like," he says shaking his head.

"I know bud. But how 'bout we go get lunch then go to the park and when we come back we can watch a movie and you don't have to wear pants? You wanna do that?"

"Okay," he smiles and rests his head on my shoulder. I kiss his head and set him down.

"Go get a sweater and your shoes and then we'll leave."

"Kay," he says and runs to his room to get what I told him.

-

"Wanna go play on the playground?" I ask zack as we walk through the park. He wipes his mouth from the remnants of ice cream he had eaten and glances at the kids playing on the jungle gym. He doesn't really like playing with other kids or talking to people in general- a downside of having me raise you- and has an inner debate with himself as he looks at the other kids.

Then a dark haired boy waves him over, his cheeks turning pink and he looks at me. "Go play," I nudge him and he runs over to the boy. They begin to play and I smile.

I walk over to a bench where Zack is still visible and sit down. I watch him for a while and then pull out my phone and play Block Jam. The bench creaks beside me and I look up and see a man in his late twenties but I continue to play my game.

"Jeremy! Stop eating the bark chips!" He shouts to whom I assume is his kid. I chuckle  under my breath. "Kids," he says exhaustedly, leaning back on the bench. I smile and put my phone away.

"Tell me about it." He looks over at me.

"You got kids?" He asks. I nod.

"Yeah, the one in black playing on the swings," I say pointing to Zack that was being pushed by his new friend on the swings laughing.

"He's like four! You look way to young to be a father," he says studying my face. I laugh.

"I'm twenty three."

"Exactly!"

"How old are you?"

"Twenty seven," he says and now it's my turn to study him. He doesn't look old, more tired than anything but he still looks attractive. "But anyways, he's very cute. Looks just like you." I blush. Was this guy flirting with me or was he just saying that? "If I'd known you sooner we could've made an even cuter child." Yep he was flirting and I laugh at what he said.

"You're something else. I don't even know your name and you're already telling me you wanna have kids with me," I say shaking my head but smiling nonetheless.

"Jonathan, nice to meet you," he says extending his hand.

"Connor, nice to meet you too."

-

Jonathan and I continue to chat a little bit longer and I'm surprisingly having fun talking to him. He's funny and sarcastic , two characteristics that I appreciate in a person and he's attractive. Yes he's flirty but I sort of like the compliments and attention he's throwing my way.

I look at my phone and notice the time. It's nearing five and I still have to cook dinner.

"Well looks like I have to go," I tell Jonathan and he smiles.

"Well Connor it was a pleasure talking to you and getting advice on how to properly raise a child."

"No problem. I like helping."

"Well how about we exchange numbers in case I have any other questions," he says pulling out his phone. Oh he's smooth.

"Ok. Just incase you have questions," I say playing along. He nods.

"Just for questions." We exchange numbers and I can't help but blush as I put my phone away.

"Well I should get going."

"Yeah-" Jonathan was cut off.

"Babe I'm sorry I'm late. L.A has terrible traffic," a short red head says chuckling to herself and bending down to kiss Jonathan on the lips. I stand there shocked and somewhat hurt but I should've seen it coming. A guy like Jonathan isn't perfect and I should've known having a girlfriend or wife was his flaw. I'm stupid for thinking I've finally met a decent guy.

I begin to walk away with out another word when Jonathan shouts out to me.

"I'll talk to you later," he says, his voice and grey eyes full of hope. I shrug.

"Maybe." I say while his girlfriend gives me a glare which makes me suspect that maybe I'm not the only guy he's given his number to.

Note to self: Delete his number.

-

"What movie did you pick babe?" I ask Zack, walking into the living room while balancing two plates of lasagna and two glasses of raspberry iced tea.

"Tangled," he says excitedly, making himself comfy on the couch. I laugh. Tangled is one of his favorite movies so I should've known he'd pick it. We've seen it more times than I can count but I still enjoy it as much as he does.

It's a beautiful movie about following your heart and not giving a flying fûck about what people think. Also Flynn Ryder is the love of my life.

When the movie gets to scene with the lanterns and Repunzel and Eugene are singing, I feel myself staring to tear up. Next to me Zack is passed out, small snores leaving his lips.

I love Zack and I don't know what my life would be with out him. Then I think about Jonathan and my love life in general. I place Zack on my lap and he curls up to my chest. I kiss his head.

"You're the only man I need in my life, Zack."

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A/N: If you're reading this thank you so much. It means a lot that you took the time to click on this story and I'd appreciate it if you told me what you thought. I know it's sort of rough but it'll get better. I hope...

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