Stay With Me (Zak Bagans Story)

Part Three

Part Three

His 'minute' turned into almost an hour. She was half tempted to knock on the door and see if he was still alive and not passed out in the tub. "Maybe he was perfecting the Zakfin." She said to herself and chuckled at the image popping up inside her head. She fell back on the bed in a fit of laughter. No guy she knew had an obsession for their hair like Zak did. He even had his own Vlog dedicated to how he does his hair each day.

The click of the door opening quickly shut her up fast. She lifted her head up just as he came out of the bathroom; black pajama pants and went hair. No shirt...for all to see. 'So that's what he looks like underneath.' She thought, her eyes gauking. 'Damn.'

She shook her head and pryed her eyes away from him, "Better?" She asked, sitting up.

"Much better. I no longer see double or triple." He said turning off the big overhead light and made his way through the semi darkness to turn on the bedside lamp. "I wasn't sure you'd still be here when I got out. I was expecting an empty room to be honest."

"Well, here I am still in your room." Lilly said, for once that night she felt a little awkward. Their conversations were coming down to a few words here and there. She came down off her witty attitude while she laid there waiting for him to emerge from the bathroom. She was calm, relaxed and usually that meant sleep would soon creep up on her.

"Cool tat." Lilly said staring at the ink on his arm.

"Thanks." He smiled, taking his hand and rubbed the tattoo. "Do you have any?" If she did, he couldn't see them, the lamp on the night stand was dull only giving out enough light to see.

She nodded, stretching out her left leg across the mattress. "I have one on the top of my foot-it's of stars and hearts, very girly if you ask me. I have a lilly flower on my right shoulder blade." She pointed through her tee. "And I have a third one on my side but it's a work in progress."

"May I see?" Zak asked her, reaching to turn on the other lamp that was beside him.

"Sure." She stood up and walked around the bed to his side. "Just no funny business." She laughed, taking the hem of her tee and pulled it up just to her breasts and lifted the side up more for better exposure and turned just right for the light to catch the colors. 3 lillies covered her side in purples, blues and an outline in black for the third flower to be filled in. "It's taking a while to complete, but it's getting there. Money is a little tight right now so I'm hoping by next week I'll have enough to get the third flower colored in pink.

"That's incredible."

"Thanks. Each flower represent someone I lost. Lillies are great to show that, well at least for me they are." She reached her hand over and pointed to the purple flower. "My moms." She than moved to the blue one. "My dad and the last one will be for my grandma."

His touch was light and there was a slight tremor in his hand as he traced the first colored flower with his finger tips.

She flinched and let out a giggle. "That tickles." She said, taking a step to the side, letting her shirt fall.

Zak moved to the edge of the bed and grabbed a hold of her hand and pulled her towards him. He placed his hands on her hips and rested his head againt her stomach, smiling when he heard the soft sound of a rumble.

She felt her stomach flutter and her heart skipped. She looked down at him, her first time seeing the ink in the middle of his shoulder blades. Her fingers itched to touch it. His breath was hot against her skin, sending chills of the unknown through her; causing goosebumps.