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Eight

Connor's pov:

I hadn't expected to tell Troye about Zack like that, much less tell him I was basically a parent. I hope I didn't scare him off but judging from his calm face it doesn't seem like I did. But I couldn't be too sure.

Joey had called and said that Zack had puked and now wouldn't stop crying and asking for me. I panicked and didn't waste any time to pick him up from their house. I felt bad for cutting my time with Troye short but hopefully he still wanted to spend time with me at my house.

I arrived at Joey and Daniel's large home and parked in their driveway. "I'll be right back," I tell Troye and he nods. I smile and shut the door and run up their driveway. I knock on the door and it immediately opens. Joey stands there with Zack crying softly on his shoulder. I coo and he looks at me with a tired, tear stained expression . Joey hands him over as well as a bag I packed with clothes and toys. "What happened?" I ask Joey while rubbing Zack's back gently. Joey shrugs.

"I'm not sure. One moment he's playing with Daniel and wolf and the next he just throws up. I gave him some tea and medicine but he started crying and asking for his daddy," Joey explains. I smile softly and kiss Zack's head.

"It's okay buddy. I'm here. Well thanks for watching him, I really appreciate it." Joey smiles.

"It's fine. Daniel and I love him. How was your date by the way?" He asks and wiggles his eyebrows. I laugh.

"He's in the car. And it wasn't a date. We're just friends," I say. Joey rolls his eyes.

"Yeah, that's what I use to call Daniel and look at us now, we're married. Theres still hope for you."

I smile. "Thanks. Well I have to get this one home and rested. Tell Daniel I said bye."

"I will. Hope you feel better buddy," Joey tells Zack. He mumbles something into my neck that neither of us can understand. I chuckle and carry Zack to the car where Troye is still waiting. I take a deep breath. I'm not sure how either one will react to each other but I hope it's good. I open the passenger seat and buckle Zack into his car seat. I place a kiss on his forehead and he gives me a tired smile. I close his door and get in and start the car. Troye says nothing and gives me a small smile. I give him one in return.

As we drive home I can see Zack eyeing Troye from the rear view mirror. Troye must feel his stare because he's stiff and fidgets in the seat. I chuckle under my breath and try to divert Zack's attention from Troye. "How are you feeling bud?" He looks at me and I can see Troye relax a little. Zack rubs his eyes and pouts cutely.

"Tired. Tummy hurts," he says. I smile sympathetically.

"I'm sorry, we're almost home though. I'll give you some more medicine and you can take a nap. How does that sound?" He nods his head and then looks at Troye again with a small frown. I gulp.

"Are you my daddy's friend?" He asks and Troye looks at me and then at Zack.

"Um, yeah, my name is Troye," he says smiling. Zack tilts his head and scrunches his nose.

"You talk funny," he giggles.

"That's not nice Zack," I tell him. Troye shakes his head.

"It's fine. I'm not from here, that's why," he explains to Zack who just nods.

"Where are you from?"