I am yours FOREVER (A Zac and Tom story)

A bona fide hero

3 weeks later
*Zac*
It hasn't even been a month, but it feels like forever since I left London and Lumi. She held me so tight in the airport that I changed my mind several times, and seriously contemplated staying. I miss her like crazy, but I channel it through work-outs and I talk to her as much as possible.

I have just arrived home from 3 days in New York and honestly I am hungry and tired. It is rather late and I decide to go by the small supermarked that is closest to my house on the way. They have 24 hour open and they have some ready made usable food.

I park outside, seeing that there is just one car parked there. Nice, it will be much faster and easier to shop if there is no one else there. It is almost morning in London and I would love to give Lumi a call before hitting the bed.

Walking inside I get a weird feeling. There is no-one to be seen, no staff and no customers. I mean the store isn't that big, so it is weird I can't see anyone there.

I grab a basket and walk down the aisle, looking for what I need. But after about a minute I hear hushed voices and what sounds like a whimper. Something is clearly wrong and I put down the basket, walking closer to the sound.

As I get closer to the far corner of the store I hear a man's low voice, he sounds stressed out. "Just rip it off her, I want a closer look at those jugs".

What the fuck ? This sounds really bad, and I hurry around the corner. Two guys have a young woman, pressed into a corner. She is wearing the store uniform, or was, because her shirt is ripped open and one guy is groping her rather large breasts, while the other holds her arms behind her back.

"What the fuck do you creeps think you are doing ?" I storm over, pulling the guy groping her breast off her, not caring that he slams into a shelf. "Get off her now".

He dries a drop of blood from his mouth with the backside of his hand. "Calm down man, she wants it. She is a dirty little whore always strutting around with those tits on display, flirting and shit. What about joining the fun instead ?"

"So you need to hold her because she wants it so much you fucking retard". I grab the other guy hard by the neck. "Let go of her, or I'll snap your sorry neck".

He lets go of the poor girl and she slump to the floor, sobbing into her hands. The first guy scrambles to his feet and runs off. The other squirm in my grip. "Let me go, get your hands off me".

"Oh no, you are waiting here for the police to arrive". My problem is that I really want to check on the girl and call the police, but it is hard while I hold the idiot. So I look at the girl. "Sorry miss, is there somewhere I can lock up the jerk where he can't get out ?"

She is still crying softly, but manages to answer. "The only place is the cold storage for the milk and such, if you lock it from the outside, it can't be opened from the inside.. it's right behind the fridges with dairy".

"Thanks sweetie, I'll be right back". I drag him with me kicking and screaming. Luckily he is quite a lot smaller than me and therefore easy enough to handle.

I manage to open the door with one hand and throw in the idiot. He scrambles to get to the door. "Don't lock me in man, I'll freeze to death".

"Hardly, but I guess you just have to hope the police get her soon". I slam the door shut and lock it, before hurrying back to the store.

I squat down next to the young woman. "Are you okay darling ? Did they hurt you ?"

She looks up at me with huge chocolate coloured eyes brimmed with tears. "I am okay, I think. No, you came at the right moment, they didn't have time to..".

"Shh it's okay, I got you". I pull her into my arms as she starts sobbing again, not knowing how else to calm her. I manage to get my phone out and call the police.

I try not to think about her rather big and full breast that is pressed against me only covered by a lace bra, as I rub her back, comforting her. It's not that I want to notice, but I am a man after all.

"Thank you sir for helping me". She looks up at me with a grateful smile as she has started to calm down.

"Please call me Zac.. and it was nothing really, I am just sorry one of them got away". I keep my eyes on her face. She is very pretty, early twenties and Mexican I think, with bronze skin and almost black hair.

She smiles at me. "It's okay Zac, I know him, so he won't get far. I am Sofia by the way".

"Hopefully the police will be here soon and they can get him". By accident my eyes slip down and she realizes that her shirt is ripped open. She tries to pull it together to cover herself. I quickly pull off my jacket and offer it to her. "Here, take this, so you won't .. freeze".

She quickly pulls the jacket around her, smiling warmly at me again. "Again, Thank you Zac, you truly are my hero".

"It was nothing special, anyone would have done it". I shrug. "But are you here all alone ?"

"No.. Well yes.. I wasn't". She shakes her head at her own confusion. "My father owns the store. I was here with him and a young man who stocks the shelves. A bottle broke and he cut his hand badly, so my father needed to take him to the emergency room. I told him I could handle the place on my own while he was gone.. I wanted to make him proud".

I nod. "I see then. But you are not alone anymore. I'll stay here for as long as needed, okay ?"

"Thank you.. Zac".