They walked into the kitchen to see Walker and Diana sitting at the table, a magazine sitting in front of them.

"Hey Mom. Dad." Zac greeted.

"Hey Zac." Walker said. "Hi Quinn."

"We just got back from dinner. You wanted to talk to us?"

"Um, yeah. Sit down, guys." Diana said, biting her lip. She gave her husband a nervous look.

"Okay." Zac said slowly. He gave Quinn a look that said 'I don't know more that you do', and sat down. Once they were down, Diana passed the magazine over to them. Zac's eyes widened and he snatched it up.

"Oh my god." He said. His eyes scanned the pictures.

"Is that you?" Diana asked. The pictures were blurry, it could have been a mistake.

"Yes, of course." Zac said. "Youngest Hanson brat lies on national television."

"Let me see." Quinn said. There was a short article that went on to tell how Zac lied on The Tonight Show, saying that he was single, and then there was a picture of the two of them embracing near Zac's truck, in broad daylight.

Quinn covered her mouth with her hand, and looked at Zac in shock.

"Damn press." He muttered.

"This isn't good." Diana said.

"I know." Zac moaned.

"Well...son, people are going to be asking when you go on tour...what's gonna be your story?"

Zac sighed. He looked at his parents, then the article, and then Quinn. He had never seen her look so small or worried. That made him worry.

"I'll tell them I'm attatched, then I won't make any further comments." He said.

"I suppose that might work." Walker said.

Zac could see the looks on his parents' faces. "I'm sorry." He said.

"I am too." Quinn said.

"No, it's not your fault." He said. He looked at Quinn, then at his parents. "We should have said something sooner. You you, to everyone." Zac said.

"It's obvious." Diana reassured them.

"Is it?" Zac asked, glancing at Quinn.

Diana cracked a smile. "Yeah." She replied. She reached across the table and touched Quinn's hand with her soft one. "It's okay." She reassured the young girl.

Zac looked and Quinn, and they both knew that this could only be the begginning.

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