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Something In My Head	By : Need2ScreamNow Category: Singers/Bands/Musicians > Avenged Sevenfold Views: 3396 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. I do not know the members of Avenged Sevenfold. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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Zack was even more comfortable than he had been that morning, Matt’s arms were wrapped loosely around his hips and he was pressed against the singer’s firm body.

Reality: *nursing a major headache*
Denial: *sleeping it off*
Sex Drive: Hmm…now that you two are out of the way…

Matt’s arms tightened around him, “Hey, you okay?” Zack looked up at him a little dazed and blinked slowly, “How’d you know I was awake?”

“I was watching you, you’ve been freaking out off and on for a couple hours.” Matt moved Zack so he was more or less face to face with him.

Sex Drive: Kiss ‘em, lick ‘em, suck ‘em

“Matty you need to let me go.” Zack said feeling his mouth go dry as he stared at Matt’s smooth pink lips.

“What? Why? Are you still freaking out?” Matt didn’t loosen his grip but held him tighter. Zack’s heart sped up when his hold tightened, “No, but if you don’t let me go I’m gonna kiss you again.”

Sex Drive: Don’t tell him what you’re gonna do, just fuckin’ do it!

Matt pulled his arms away and let Zack slip from him to the table. Zack sat in silence for a few moments wishing he could jump off the bus.

“I’m sorry Matty,” he stared at the floor embarrassed, “I don’t know what’s wrong with me.” Matt sighed and sat up, “There’s nothing wrong with you Zacky, never has been and never will be.” He walked over to Zack and crouched in front of him. Zack shook his head, “Yes there is. I hate myself.” He pulled his knees to his chest and sighed. Matt pulled him out of his little ball and gently held his hands, “Zacky, there is absolutely nothing wrong with you, nothing.” Matt kissed his forehead.

“Yes there is!” he cried jerking his hands away from Matt and wrapping them around his chest. “I shouldn’t want to wake up with you or want you to hold me at night or, or…” Zack froze and felt a tremor rip through him.

Reality: My God, I leave for ten minutes
Denial: We did not just say that
Sex Drive: You did that all on your own, I just wanted to screw.

“Oh shit.” Another shudder shook his frame; Zack didn’t look at Matt as he pushed past him and ran to the bathroom.

Reality: God dammit we’ve really fuckin’ done it this time
Denial: This is all a dream
Sex Drive: Not my dream
Reality: How are we going to get out of this?
Denial: Deny everything

“Zacky, Zack talk to me, Zack.” Matt’s quiet voice was muffled even more by the door, until he walked in.

Reality: We didn’t lock the door?!
Denial: Yes we did
Reality: *Dammit*!!!
Sex Drive: Well now that he’s in here we can lock it

Zack huddled in front of the sink, hiding his head in his arms; Matt crouched in front of him and tried to pry his arms apart, Zack curled further into himself.

“Zacky…I don’t really know what to say.” Matt sighed and stopped trying to pull him out of his defensive position.

Reality: You can say what we all know you’re thinking, ‘you’re disgusting’, ‘you’re a freak’ ‘get the hell away from me’
Denial: The next time the bus stops, we’re running to Canada
Sex Drive: I think we should tackle Matt to the floor and make crazy, hot love to him

“Zack,” his warm hands caressed Zack’s arms tenderly, “Zacky what if…what would you do, if I told you…me too.”

Reality: What? I’d be really fuckin’ confused
Denial: ‘Me too’ what?
Sex Drive: You wanna make crazy, hot love to us?

Zack peeked out of his arms at the singer; Matt’s warm brown eyes filled his vision.

“What?” His voice was muffled by his arms, Matt tried to pull them away again and Zack pulled back into
his tight curl.

“I mean, I want you to wake up with me, I wanna hold you night and day, and I wanna do this everyday.” He finally tugged Zack’s arms apart and planted a firm kiss on his lips.

Reality: Wait, lemme get this straight…
Denial: He’s just fuckin’ with us
Sex Drive: He can fuck us all he wants

“Matt,” he looked Matt in the eye trying to find out if he was serious; “you’re not fuckin’ with me are you?”

“Zacky, I took a bullet for ya’.”

Reality: Technically he took two bullets for us
Denial: He didn’t say he was serious
Sex Drive: That kiss was over way, way to soon

He finally came out of his little ball and looked Matt fully in the face, “You…you…” Matt smiled and pulled Zack into another chaste kiss, “Yes Zacky.” Zack wrapped his arms around him and buried his head in his soft, warm neck.

“Hey guys, Zacky are you okay? What happened?!” Synyster walked past the door heading for the front and then nearly fell over trying to get back to bathroom.

“Its nothin’ Syn, he just felt sick.” Matt said looking up at him; he relaxed and moved to the doorway.

“Oh, well I wanted to tell you that we’re at the hotel and there’s a rumor the tour’s got a party or something set up.” Synyster smiled when Zack moved so he could look at him, Zack returned the smile, “I hope they have food, I’m hungry.” Zack pulled away from Matt and Synyster laughed and went to grab his bag.

“Matt,” Zack looked at him worriedly, “We have to take our meds.” Matt kissed the corner of his mouth, “I won’t let anything hurt you, ever.”

Reality: I don’t wanna take it
Denial: He can’t save us from the shit our own fuckin’ mind makes up
Sex Drive: I’m sure if he’s makin’ out with us we won’t have time to make shit up

Zack approached ‘the pharmacy’ fearfully; he didn’t want to see the nightmare corpse again. He stared at the bottles anxiously, “I don’t wanna do that again.” Matt kissed his neck, “I know, but if you don’t take ‘em the pain will come back.” He loosely wrapped an arm around his waist and kissed his neck again.

Reality: This fuckin’ sucks!
Denial: Living nightmare or agony
Reality: Well, maybe if we stay with Matt we won’t see the corpse man.
Denial: If we’re freaking out about it before we even take this shit we’re guaranteed to see him

“Zack, you okay?” Johnny walked into the front holding his bag, Matt didn’t take his arm away, and instead it tightened. Zack turned to look at the bassist, there was still a sense of hostility radiating from him but it was subdued, “Yeah, hey Johnny, can I talk to you? It’ll only take a second.” Johnny shrugged then nodded and walked back to the bunk area. Once he was gone Zack turned and pressed himself against Matt, “I’ll be back, don’t go.” Matt pulled him closer, “I’ll be here.”

“Johnny,” he wasn’t really sure what he was going to tell the bassist, but he had to clear the tension from the bus, it was really starting to bother him and he was really worried about Jimmy. “Johnny, he didn’t do anything. Jimmy’s a brother to me, he always has been,” Zack stopped and looked at him, Johnny’s face was stony. “Fuck Johnny, I don’t think you realize what you’re doing to him. He’s gotten less sleep than me in the past couple of days and I don’t think he’s eaten anything since you guys started this. He’s stressing out, just fucking talk to him before we’re back in the hospital.” Zack brushed past him and all but ran back to Matt who was right where he left him.

Reality: Well, we’re not freaking out
Denial: You are freakin’ out man
Sex Drive: My God Billy looks good all blue and green
Reality: I don’t think he’s supposed to be blue…or green
Sex Drive: Do you think his semen is blue?
Reality: No, I bet it’s purple
Denial: O.< oh hell no, we’re done, we’re not *that* fucked up
Reality: Muhaha bet me
Sex Drive: I say we find out

Zack was currently huddled next to Matt laughing at the weird colors of the lights and people. There was indeed a party at the hotel, the guys had been swamped as soon as they walked in, Zack had been more than a little loopy and couldn’t remember why there was a party but he was having fun anyway. The guys had explained to all the confused guests why Zack was laughing hysterically and trying to chase invisible butterflies, everyone had taken it in stride and most had found it absolutely hilarious. Joel had spent the better part of an hour helping Zack find leprechauns in the different plants that decorated the lobby before Benji dragged him away.

Reality: Dis is boring
Denial: Nu-uh. Lookie there’s another one!
Reality: It’s too high, we can’t reach it
Denial: No its not
Reality: Yeah-huh, let’s find Jimmy he can get it
Zack sprang away from Matt and went to find the drummer.

“Zacky, where the hell are you going? Better yet, do you know where you’re goin’?” Synyster snatched the weaving Zack away from the stairs and started to lead him back to the lobby.

“Gotta find Jimmy.” Zack pulled his hand away and started back toward the stairs

“Why do you need Jimmy?” Synyster grabbed him again and wrapped him in a warm hug.

“I can’t reach but Jimmy can.” He tried to wiggle away but the other guitarist held him firmly.

“Zacky I’m not going to let you wander around a strange hotel just so you can ask Jimmy to catch something that’s not there.” He buried his head in Zack’s neck.

Reality: *pouting*
Denial: Dey is too real
Sex Drive: Synyster feels a lil’ hard. Dat’s hot. ^_^
Reality: I think he’s more dan a lil’ hard
Denial: I dink it’s us
Sex Drive: No we’re not hard
Reality: Wha’s he doin’?

Brian’s hand ghosted down the front of Zack’s pants and slowly unzipped them, “Zacky…we’ve got some unfinished business.” Synyster’s hot breath danced over his neck and his warm hand slipped into his pants and past his boxers to lightly grip his hardening member.

Denial: You said we weren’t hard
Sex Drive: We’re not but we’re getting there
Reality: I don’t know…

Brian pulled his hand away so he could turn Zack to face him and quickly replaced it while unzipping his own. Brian pushed Zack’s hand into his pants and claimed his mouth with a hot kiss. He started walking forward, pushing Zack back into a wall; he deepened the kiss, pushing his tongue past Zack’s lips into his scorching mouth. He broke the kiss, “I need you, need to be inside you. Zacky I have to hear you scream my name.” His hand tightened on Zack making him groan. Zack pulled his hand out of Brian’s pants and instead wrapped his arms around him; Synyster groaned and pressed against him, “I need you Zacky baby, need to fuck you, hard and fast.”

Sex Drive: Yes!
Denial: No!
Reality: Matty?
Sex Drive: Synyster…
Denial: Matty

Brian ground against him and started kissing him again, “Want that lil’ Zack?” he said kissing down his neck.

Sex Drive: *Yes*!!
Denial: *No*!!
Reality: Want Brian
Sex Drive: Synyster
Denial: No
Sex Drive: Matty
Denial: Matt?
Reality: Matt
Sex Drive: Feels so good
Reality: Matt!

“Yes,” Zack pushed against him, “no.” He tried to squirm away from him.
Reality: MATT!!
Sex Drive: Synyster feels good
Denial: No, Matt!
Zack gave a cry like a wounded animal and pushed the other guitarist away and ran for the front doors.

Zack made it out the front doors without anyone noticing and ran blindly to the left, the once colorful and friendly butterflies began morphing into terrifying faceless creatures that tried to rip at Zack’s face and eyes. The pretty colors of the lights warped and twisted everything into grotesque and terrifying shapes. He turned another corner and screamed; the hideous corpse man was at the end of the street and moving towards him quickly. Zack turned and ran down another street toward a park with the cackling dead man right behind him.
He flew into the park, the faceless wraiths swooped his head and the rotted man gaining on him rapidly, a long half-fleshed hand swiped at his shoulder. He tripped over a root and landed hard; the corpse man screeched out a laugh and gleefully started tearing at him.

A/N: O.o poor Zacky, he’s just really been havin’ a shitty week. I’ll make it all better though ^_^ And of course Thank You for the reviews, you guys are awesome =D
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