"Are you sure you should be going out with Zac tonight?" John asks me, skeptical.
I look at him. "No," I think to myself.
It was just the worst idea in general. If one person at the restaurant even was a fan of Fall Out Boy, they'd totally say something, and it'd turn into this big thing. Patrick and the guys are already not happy with me, and I just don't want things to get worse. But, I just felt, like, this weird connection with Zac.
"It'll be okay," I mumble. John just stares at me. After these few days, John has become almost like a brother to me. He always had his best interest in mind for me.
"Look, I know you probably really like Zac, but-"
"No matter who I go out with in public now, allegations are gonna be made. Am I right or wrong?" I tell John.
"Right but-"
"So why is this time different?"
John just stares at me and then sighs. "Because I don't wanna see you get hurt."
I just stare at the floor as we sit across from each other. I was sitting on the couch in the living room, and he was sitting on a recliner adjacent to the couch. I sigh and look up at him.
"It can't be any worse than everything that's gone on."
I get up from the couch and watch from the corner of my eye as John stares at me. I walk into the room Zac was staying in and see him typing something on his Macbook as he sits on the bed. I sit on the bed next to him.
"Hey," Zac says, happily. I smile a little.
"What's up?"
I sigh and rest my head on his shoulder. He laughs and continues to type things on his computer.
"What are you doing?"
"Typing up a blog post. I feel like that's needed."
"Finally, an opinion from someone who knows the truth," I say to him, watching him as he finishes up the blog post. He laughs and puts his arm around me as he stops typing. I can barely see him looking at me, but I don't take my head off his shoulder.
"You never deserved any of this," he says to me, giving me a quick kiss on my head. I smile. He starts to publish the blog post, and I continue to watch the screen. I was so emotionally scarred from the past few days where maybe I really just needed to go out to dinner with Zac, romantic or not. I just needed to get out. It might be tough, but I know I needed to do this.
"What was it like to see Hayley the other night?" I ask Zac, silently, hoping he wouldn't get mad at me for asking a question like that. He stops typing, but keeps his eyes on his computer. He then looks over at me, and then sighs. I smirk.
"Awkward. I didn't know she was on the scavenger hunt with Fall Out Boy," he says, emotionless. He looks back his computer and I just nod my head, slightly. This was awkward. Way to go, April.
"It's like all the work Josh and I put in to the damn project-" Zac stops talking and looks at me. "Nevermind."
I knew Zac wanted to tell me the real reasons why he and his brother split from Paramore, but I'd also give him time to do it. I wasn't going to force him to talk about anything he didn't want to talk about, especially since the whole Paramore split played a huge role in his life, or at least it seemed like it did.
"It seems like they're doing okay, so that's good," Zac tells me, closing his laptop after finishing his blog post. "So what does it really matter?"
I wondered if he wanted an answer from me.
"Anyways, we have reservations to have a great dinner, right?" he says, hopping off his bed. We both smile at each other and get ready to go.
"Please promise you'll call if anything happens," John says to both Zac and I, as we're putting our shoes on to leave.
"Yes Dad," Zac says, jokingly. He looks at me, with a serious look. I nod my head, showing him that I have my phone. This could be simply perfect, or it could get ugly, real fast.
"Besides, what Fall Out Boy fan is gonna be at the most fancy restaurant around here. Oh yeah, the chances are extremely slim," Zac says, standing up. I look at him. He looked so handsome, dress shirt and dress pants. I, for one, had a simple black dress on, with black heels. I haven't looked this great since, well, it felt like years ago now.
"Have fun guys," John says, with a smile, as he shuts the door behind us. Zac puts his arm around me as we walk outside. I smile to myself as we walk towards the car.
"And you're sure you wanna go?" Zac says, walking over to the passenger side of John's car. I nod my head, smiling. He smiles and opens the door for me.
"What could possibly go wrong?" I ask him.
When we get to the restaurant, we pull up to the entrance.
"Valet parking is gonna be the right thing to do," Zac says, parking the car. We both get out of the car and Zac tosses the keys to some guy working valet parking.
"Thanks dude!" Zac says, pointing to him. The guy slightly waves at us and gets in the car. Putting his arm around me again, Zac leads me inside to the restaurant. I look around as we walk in. This place was incredible.
"Reservations under Farro?" Zac asks, as we walk up to the podium that sat near the entrance of the restaurant. As the hostess looks for Zac's last name on the list, Zac and I look at each other, and smile.
"Right this way," the hostess says, grabbing menus. As she leads us to our table, I feel as if everyone was staring at me. Maybe it was all in my head. It had to be. The majority of people here were adults, and they probably didn't know about the whole situation, nor did they probably care. Zac pulls out my chair for me, and I mumble a thanks as I look around, trying to shake this feeling off. He sits down in front of me and the hostess gives us our menus.
"So, Farro, do you consider this a date?" I say, laughing, looking at the menu. I see him look up at me and I look up from the menu. He laughs and looks back down at the menu.
"Well, we didn't get dressed up for nothing, now did we?" he mumbles, as he looks at his menu. Amazing.
"Excuse me," I hear someone say, behind me. I see Zac look behind me and I turn around. A girl in a waitress uniform looked at me, arms crossed.
"Can I help you?" I ask, laughing a little, but mostly confused.
"Are you the girl that broke up Fall Out Boy?" she asks, with a serious tone. I slowly turn around and look at Zac. We both were shocked, but seriously, was there a reason to be at this point?
This was going to be one long night.
