Sin City Adventures (A Zak Bagans FanFic)

Chapter 6: The Kiss

Zak's POV

I was getting really worried that Shawn wasn't answering her calls or text messages. We had gotten back from Waverly about a week ago and she's been pretty distant. The last time I had a full conversation with her was when we offered her a job on the crew. If she didn't want it then why did she accept? Shawn and I had really grown close in just the short time I've known her and I didn't want to lose her. If it was my crazy head talking, I would say I'm even getting feelings for her. She was just so real, easy to talk to, funny, smart, and damn was she beautiful. A couple times when I had reached out to Kelsey to make sure Shawn was okay, she would just tell me she's fine. I needed to see this for myself. I didn't want to just show up at their apartment, but she left me with no choice. I had to make sure she was okay.

Knock knock.

I nervously wait for someone to answer the door. "Zak? What are you doing here? I was just about to leave to go out with Jay. "

"Oh, hey Kelsey. Sorry to bother you. Is Shawn around? I haven't heard from her in a few days."

"She's been okay, Zak. I promise."

"I just want to talk to her," I plead.

"Well, she's not here."

"Could you please tell me where?"

"She's at the studio. Pretty much been there every day since she found out."

"Found out what? What studio?"

"Here's the address." My phone buzzes in my pocket with Kelsey's message. "Just talk to her." I don't hesitate and quickly half run back to my car to go to this mysterious studio Kelsey mentioned. "Hey, Zak!" I stop and peer back at Kelsey. "Don't be upset if she doesn't open up right away. That's not really her thing." I simply nod and continue to my car. I was scared what I may be finding out.

I finally pull into the empty parking lot of the building Kelsey directed me to. The only other cars besides mine was hers and one other. It was a dance studio. Shawn dances? Did she teach? I wanted answers. Why didn't she tell me these things? I walk up to the front doors and they're locked. I press my hands and my face to the glass so I can see inside. I see one lady at a desk so I knock on the window. I'm sure I probably scared her half to death. "Can I help you?" She hesitantly asks with the door cracked open.

"I'm looking for Shawn."

"We're closed. I can't let you in." She starts to shut the door and I put my arm in the way to stop it.

"Please. I know she's here and I need to see her."

She lets out a deep sigh and opens the door for me to walk in and locks it back behind me. The lady goes back to the desk eyeing me intently like I was some murderer. I can hear music playing and follow the melody. I come face to face with a giant set of double doors. I peer through a small window in one of the doors. What I find is pure beauty. It was her on the very tips of her toes dancing the most elegant ballet. She was wearing a black leotard and a short, flowing black tutu. Her beautiful light brunette hair was pulled flush against her head in a perfectly twisted bun. She did these beautiful jumps and spins that I didn't even know were possible for a human. The length of her legs were endless as she moved them through the air. Her flexibility was inhuman. Something I've never personally seen. What I was watching almost brought a tear to my eye as she made the dance seem so effortless.

She was beautiful.

"Zak?"

"Shit," I mutter to myself. I didn't mean for her to catch me staring. She walks over to the double doors and opens one side letting me join her stage. "Sorry. I didn't mean to be a bother. I'll just go," I point back to the front door.