Having Zachary Quinto's Baby

1. The Flame Bar

It was just another Friday night for me. Well, at least that's what I thought.

"You want me to go where?" I said looking at my friend confused. "There's this new gay bar opening up in LA and I wanted to go, but I don't want to go alone. So you are coming with me." My friend Jerry said while he went through all my clothes in my closet.

"Damn Layla, do you own any shorts or dresses! I have got to take you shopping." I sat on my bed and crossed my arms. "Why do I have to go?" I asked. "Because you were the only person who said yes. Oh, you should wear this!" Jerry pulled out some short shorts and a floral strapless shirt. "No Jerry I am not wearing that I will look like a slut!"

"Exactly! Now get dressed I'll meet you downstairs." Jerry left my room so I could get dressed. I can't believe I'm being forced to go to a stupid gay bar! I could be doing other things like sleeping or watching tv. I stopped complaining and got dressed. I walked downstairs in the outfit Jerry picked out for me plus some heels and a leather jacket.

"Ok the heels are cute but I do not approve of the jacket." He said while I grabbed my purse. "If you want me to go with you, you will!"

"Ok ok let's go." Jerry and I left my apartment and drove down to the bar.

We parked in the parking lot and it was packed. We got out of the car and I looked up at the sign.

The Flame Bar

"Are you ready?"Jerry said opening the bar doors. "I guess since I'm being forced to be here," I said as I walked in. The place was so crowded but classy.

There were gay and lesbian couples dancing, talking, eating and enjoying each others company. I sat at the bar and watched Jerry talk to this guy that he thought was cute. I am so bored. Some girls tried to flirt with me but, then I quickly apologized and told them I was straight.

It has been three hours since we got here and I did not see Jerry anywhere. This is just great. "Hey, are you here alone?" I turned in my chair and saw Zachary Quinto smiling down at me. I smiled. "No I came with a friend but, I can't find him anywhere."

"So you were dragged here against your will?" He said sitting next to me. "Ya basically. Hey, your Zachary Quinto aren't you!" I said stating the obvious. "Yes but you can call me Zach." We shook hands.

"It's nice to meet you, Zach. My name is Layla. I loved you in Heroes."

"Thanks, it's nice to meet you as well."

We sat and talked for a while and then he looked at my drink. "So what is that vodka?" I looked at my glass. "Oh no, it's just water." He looked at me and laughed.

"Let me guess this is your first time at a bar and you have no idea what to drink," Zach said.

I smiled shyly. "Is it that obvious?"

"Ya but, don't worry I know just the thing," Zach called the bartender and ordered 2 flaming blue screws and he told him to keep them coming.

"So did you come here alone. I thought you had a boyfriend?" I asked.

"Yes I do have a boyfriend but, he's not a bar person. So I just came here by myself." The bartender came back with two shot glasses and two straws. We said thanks and he left.

"Ok, so you have to drink it with a straw. Don't shoot it back." Zach explained.

"Ok got it." I took one sip of the shot. It was not that bad. One shot became two shots. Two shots became four shots, and four shots became twenty shots each.

We were both really drunk and the last thing I remember was telling Jerry that he could leave without me. After that, it was all a blur.