Chapter Two
One year before...
I apply my red lipstick and slide my bracelet on before I head out the door and walked to my limo to be escorted to the People's Choice Awards. I seated myself and put down my glittery clutch in an empty spot right beside of me.
I checked the time on my phone as I waited. I thought to myself
Thank god we're almost there, who wants to be late to an event like this?
I feel the limo come to a stop and the door beside me opens. I step out and I'm immediately greeted by flashing lights, I make my way to the red carpet to take some pictures. But I leave early so that I can be seated inside.
There were so many people I could hardly concentrate on finding a place to sit.
-After The Show-
Hours passed and the award show ended up being pretty entertaining. It was late, and everybody started to say their goodbye's.
I make my way to a group of people and say goodbye. I was so tired, the table I was sitting at started to look really comfortable.
I stroll past groups and people that want to get my attention. I mildly ignore them but I say hello regardless.
Someone from behind me is calling my name so I turn around. Not noticing what's going on in front of me, I accidentally bump into someone.
"Ow" I moan silently as I place a hand over my chest.
"I'm so sorry Taylor I didn't see you in front of me it was my fault," a low voice said while holding my arm.
I glance up to see Zac staring intently at me to make sure I wasn't hurt.
"Oh no don't worry it was me, I wasn't looking in front of myself so I got distracted," I apologized back.
"Well as long as you're okay it wouldn't matter who's fault it is right?" He reassured me.
I smiled at how he cared so much if I was hurt or not. My cheeks flushed red when I realized his hand was still pressed against my arm, as if I was going to faint any second. On my own I place my hand lightly on his arm.
He noticed the uncomfortable amount of intimacy and let go.
"What have you been up to lately?" I questioned, trying to change the subject.
He was talking about all of the movies he's done recently but I was only studying his face and blushed about how much bigger he looked since the last time I saw him.
Maybe he got fit for a movie role? I thought not listening to him.
"What have you been doing?" He questioned back.
Before I could answer a few paparazzi walked up to us and wanted pictures, not wanting to be rude and tell them off, we agreed.
I stepped beside him and he placed his hand over my waist and pulled me closer, I was surprised at how strong he was. I put my hand on his lower back and they started taking what felt like hundreds of photos while I tried not to blink.
The paparazzi eventually left.
Zac turned facing me and I wondered what he was going to say.
"I hope you had a good time tonight, of course it isn't as cool as the Grammy's you know," he smiled while he touched my forearm.
"Yes thank you for saying that," I laughed.
We embraced and he gave me a kiss on the cheek.
He gazed up at me and said his last goodbye's when his hand slid down my forearm and his hand was on mine for only a split second.
Did he do that on purpose or am I going crazy? I thought to myself.
The night ends and I arrive back home, I close the door behind me and blushed again thinking about what happened.
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Never Forgotten You (Zaylor)
FanfictionTaylor Swift and Zac Efron - two international super stars that become casual friends after voicing for a movie. With their every move documented by persistent paparazzi, and is plastered all over magazine covers. One day Taylor starts to have feeli...