I don't know Zac personally. I wish I did ;) If you have any comments, plot ideas or constructive criticism then please do leave a comment. The more feedback I get the better the story can hopefully be. This is my first story so apologies for any grammatical errors.
~ ~ ~ Chapter One ~ ~ ~
The summer weather caused London to be a particularly busy day. I spent about 30 minutes walking along the crowded pavements, shifting left and right when a stranger was blocking my way. I eventually got to my destination and pushed the glass door that had 'Heritage Grooming' written in bold, fancy lettering. My stylist greeted me and took me to a seat in front of a large mirror.
"So Harry are you having what you normally have?." asked Gary.
"Yeah that would be great but could you make the sides shorter than usual, just a little?."
He hummed whilst flicking through my hair with his fingers and a comb, "Sure thing."
I tilted my head down to scroll through my emails on my smartphone. A few minutes later I heard footsteps on the wooden flooring, the sound of the footsteps stopped at a seat next to me. I didn't pay any attention to who was taking a seat until Caroline, another hair stylist, spoke.
"Hi, what would you like Mr Efron."
The man chuckled a little and exclaimed "Please just call me Zac. Erm I think I need to get it cleaned up, it's getting pretty long..." His voice sounded quite deep and had an American accent.
I didn't catch the rest of what he said because my eyes had lit up, stunned at what I had heard. Was this Zac Efron? A man I've fantasized about countless times or was it another man with the same name. I lifted my head and stared at the mirror, I could see that Gary was busy cutting away so I took this as a chance to have a quick glance at the mirror on the left.
He had a faint smile and was focusing on what the stylist was saying. I examined his handsome face. The shape of his dark eyebrows, the straight nose and his beautiful blue eyes. It really was him. He looked so manly; his facial hair was much more prominent than you would assume he had, it was thicker than the typical designer stubble, almost like a beard, his eyes were concentrated on the mirror in front. I stared at him and noticed he had a blue short-sleeve shirt on. His built physique filled the shirt, broad shouldered and the sleeves stuck tightly to his triceps and biceps. Zac's arms looked firm, I imagined that they were capable of throwing a grown man onto a bed with ease. My mind started to wonder, I had an urge to climb onto his lap, kiss his soft lips and have his arms wrap around me.
"Oh you know who he is as well?"
"What?" I didn't realise Gary was speaking to me then, my eyes shot back to my own mirror.
"The guy on the left - Zac Efron. More celebrities seem to be coming here this year."
I tried to make conversation. "Yeah all these celebrities coming here is sure to boost the image of this place, it's about time this place got the recognition it deserves. Just don't forget about me and start cancelling my appointments."
Gary laughed "We'd never do that man, you're one of our most loyal customers!"
He continued cutting my hair and occasionally I would steal a glance at Zac. God, he looked so sexy. I thought about what he'd look like naked on the chair, his legs positioned pointing outward, a full view of his manhood ready to be sucked and those thoughts alone made my cock hard. Zac didn't seem to notice that I was staring at him, at least that's what I thought. After about an hour I smiled and told Gary I was pleased with my haircut. Then a voice from the left appeared, it was Zac, "Looks good man." He was smiling and reiterated "Your hair, it looks good man."
"Oh cheers." I got a tad flustered so I gave him a thankful nod. I got up, paid and left the building amazed that Zac Efron had complimented my hair. It's not often a stranger tells you something like that in a hair salon. My next stop was to head towards a tailoring company because I decided it was time I invested in a few good suits for the networking event I was attending in a few days. I had a smile glued on my face. I wanted to go home and jerk off to the images that were running through my mind.
The store had an array of suits on display, I had a look around for a while and the footwear section caught my eye. A sales assistant helped me pick some shoes. As I was trying on a pair of brogues I heard someone. "Excuse me." I turned around. I couldn't believe it, it was Zac again.
"Oh hi there". I wasn't sure what to say.
"Hi man, I'm just here to collect a suit, you shop here as well?"
"No erm, this is my first time"
"Huh what a strange coincidence that I see you right after the hair salon".
