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Something In My Head	By : Need2ScreamNow Category: Singers/Bands/Musicians > Avenged Sevenfold Views: 3396 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Synyster let our a stream of horrific oaths and collapsed on Zack pushing their erections together, Zack bit back a scream of pleasure, the other guitarist all but rolled onto the floor, then quickly slipped into the bathroom as the door opened. A small attractive woman peeked in and smiled, “Hello, we’re here with Mr. Sanders!”

Reality: I swear he has the worst timing of anyone we know
Sex Drive: Well, now that he’s here…
Reality: I don’t think he’s awake
Sex Drive: And yet he managed to keep us from our first orgasm in months
Denial: No he didn’t
Reality: O.o
Denial: Nothing happened; it was just a sick dream
Sex Drive: Mooohahaha, then why are our hands all sticky
Reality: Yeah, we should wash that off
Denial: We don’t have to wash anything
Reality: Okay, you keep telling yourself that, but we’re still washing our hands as soon as they leave.

It didn’t take long to get Matt adjusted, probably only twenty minutes, but Synyster didn’t reappear until after the hospital staff had left. When he finally emerged he gave Zack a shy smile and then turned to check on the peacefully sleeping Matt.

Reality: What was that for?
Sex Drive: Did you see that smile?! Just imagine him on his knees, hands tied behind-
Denial: Don’t you dare
Sex Drive: Well, now that Matt’s here…
Denial: No
Reality: Hey, can we get up yet?
Sex Drive: We can always get up
Reality: No, can we get up out of bed, idiot
Denial: No
Reality: Yeah, I think we can, I mean, it doesn’t hurt to breathe anymore, so maybe we can get out of this stupid bed.
Sex Drive: And go over to Matt’s ^_^

Brian moved away from Matt over to Zack, “I’ve gotta think Zacky, I’ll be back in a few.” Then with a soft kiss on his forehead Synyster walked out of the room.

Reality: …Oh, Kay? What was that for?
Denial: He has to think
Reality: Whatever, let’s see if we can at least make it to the dresser and get out of this stupid gown
Sex Drive: Yes, it really doesn’t compliment our sexy form
Denial: We don’t have a sexy form
Reality: Maybe not drop-dead sexy, but it’s not hideous either
Denial: Yes it is
Sex Drive: Since when do we have self-esteem issues
Reality: Seriously

Zack carefully sat up, then paused, there wasn’t a major flash of pain, just a dull throbbing ache; he carefully slid on leg over the edge of the bed, still nothing. His foot hit the cold tile floor and the other crept down next to it, no pain.

Reality: Alright, we got this. The dresser is only like four feet away, we can get there easy
Denial: I doubt it; maybe we should wait until someone else is here
Reality: Matt’s here
Denial: Someone that can help us when this goes horribly wrong

Zack cautiously began settling weight on his feet, there was a brief flash of pain, but once he shifted weight to his other foot it disappeared. Finally he was standing, a little wobbly, but standing nonetheless, most of his weight was on his left foot, but there still wasn’t any pain; he started the short trek to the dresser.

Four feet. Any other day it wouldn’t have taken Zack three seconds to get there, but today, today it took almost ten minutes, every time weight shifted to his right foot sharp stabs of pain would tear through his side and he would have to stop so he didn’t pass out. But he was finally there; he pulled open the top drawer and found a pair of pajama pants and one of Synyster’s sleeveless shirts. He pulled the two articles out and began the long trek back to his bed to change.

The walk back went a little smoother, when he was finally at his bed he felt sleep tugging at his eyes, with much swearing and slow, pain filled movements Zack was finally out of the uncomfortable gown; he tossed it over towards the door and then collapsed on the bed already half asleep.

Zack woke sometime in the night, the constant beeping of Matt’s heart monitor almost comforting instead of annoying. He looked around the room and found Johnny and Jimmy again curled in the fluffy chair talking quietly, Brian was nowhere to be seen. Without thinking Zack sat up and immediately collapsed again with a strangled cry of pain; his wound felt like someone had stuck a hot poker in it. Jimmy was next to him in a second whispering to him and running his long fingers through his hair soothing away the pain.

Reality: What the *hell* was that?! We were fine last time!
Denial: I told you it was all going to go horribly wrong
Sex Drive: Why do all of our band mates smell absolutely mouth-wateringly good?
Reality: They do don’t they
Denial: No they don’t
Sex Drive: Do we smell good? Is that why Brian keeps trying to fuck us?
Denial: No

“What happened Zacky?” Rev’s soft voice was like water over smooth stones, Zack looked up at him sleepily, “It didn’t hurt last time.”

“What didn’t hurt?” Jimmy held Zack in a loose hug

“Sitting up, I did it earlier and it didn’t hurt, but now it does.” Zack buried his face in the drummer’s chest as the pain flared up again.

Sex Drive: What does he smell like?
Reality: I don’t know, there’s not really anything else like it
Sex Drive: Yeah, it’s…masculine or something like that
Reality: Yeah masculine is good
Denial: We are not trying to figure out what he smells like
Reality: It’s a great distraction from the pain, now shut up
Sex Drive: What does Johnny smell like?
Reality: Laundry
Sex Drive: Laundry -_-
Reality: Yeah, you know that smell clothes have when they come out of the dryer, that’s what he smells like
Sex Drive: I would say he’s got a lil’ more zest in there, kinda lemony
Denial: I don’t care how much pain we’re in, this has got to stop
Reality: Okay, let’s say the detergent had a lemon scent
Sex Drive: Deal, now let’s get closer and see if we’re right

Zack was slowly drifting into sleep, engulfed by the Rev’s warm, pungent scent. Just as he was beginning to fall into a dream he heard a low voice, “Dammit Zacky, that’s *my* man.” A brief rumble of laughter shook the chest he was leaning against.

“Mine now bitch.” And with that Zack fell into dreamland.

A/N: I get so much non-school related stuff done on Tuesdays, you just gotta love it ^_^
For some reason this chapter was really hard to write, I think it kinda drags, but maybe that’s from the last chapter moving so fast. Anyway, I’m getting them out of the hospital in the next chapter ‘cause I’m running out of things to keep it interesting. Though there should be plenty of drama once they’re out so the chapters will probably get long again. And of course, Thank You for the reviews ^_^
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