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Seize The Day	By : smile Category: Singers/Bands/Musicians > Avenged Sevenfold Views: 2195 -:- 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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I leaned my head against the cool glass, looking past the reflection of my eye and out to the passing country-side. I was fatigued, last night's activities were rather… energetic?

After meeting Michelle at the bar, she asked me to dance. I said yes, being the kind gentleman that I am, and we went to dance in the middle of the floor. Michelle and I got awfully close. Physically, that is. We got physically close to each other.

So close that our mouths and tongues were touching. My hands might have also been close to her body. They might have been up her shirt. I was so drunk last night and that's all I can recall. I have no idea who saw or where else it led to. I didn't even know that girls last name.

"Isn't Michelle great?" Matt asked, walking into the area of the tour bus where I was resting. My brows rose and I looked towards him. I also noticed another person in the 'room'.

Maddie sat on the couch parallel to the table I sat at. She didn't seem to pay attention because she was engrossed in her laptop and had headphones in her ears. The question Matt had asked must have not been a rhetorical one, because he said, "Fine, don't answer me."

"What? Oh yeah, she's great," I said, exhaustion dripping from my words.

"You two were getting pretty intimate there, Syn," he said, wiggling his eyebrows like a cartoon character.

I gulped. I hoped he didn't see what we were doing. I felt myself blush and a pair of blue eyes fix themselves on me. I glanced up for a moment to meet them. As our eyes met, she looked away. I guess Maddie could hear.

I refocused my sight towards Matt, who was smiling like the devil. "So, did ya kiss her?" His white teeth gleamed in his mouth.

"No," I said with no hesitation or stutter.

He gave me the look that said Are you sure? and said, "Okay," and situated himself in the chair across from the table. "Mads," he said, louder so that she could hear.

She pulled the iPod buds out of her ears and looked up innocently. "Yes?"

"How did you like Michelle?"

I winced on the inside. If there was one thing I did remember from last night, it was Maddie definitely hating Michelle. But to my surprise, she said in a sweet voice, "Oh, I love Michelle. She's such a wonderful person!" She smiled widely, like the smile you give a camera man when he says Cheese.

I grinned and thought to myself, Bullshit.

"We hit it off amazingly," she said, folding her laptop over and placing it next to her. "But, not quite as amazingly as you and her did, Brian," with a snippy tone.

"Yup, not quite," I said back, just as snippy. She immediately looked down. Man, I could be an ass. She makes me feel so terrible sometimes, and other times I feel like a god.

"So, you guys liked her then?" Matt asked again.

"I think we've established that," I said, sinking back in my seat.

"Ok good," he said, standing, "Because she's gonna be following us around on tour with Val, Leana, and Lacey."

I've always been single on tour. I hate it. I can't handle a girlfriend and touring at the same time. There's just too many temptations: groupies, drugs, alcohol, etc. I did have a girl once, she dumped me within a week of the tour starting. As much as I'd love to have a girlfriend, I don't want to hurt her. So that's why I'm single and always will be.

It could also be because I'm terrible person. I drink, I smoke, I fuck, I sin. I'm not trustworthy. I can be the world's biggest pain in the ass when I want to. I hurt people's feelings. I'm not a nice guy.

Knowing all of this just confused myself even more when I met Maddie. I was actually nice to her. And when I was a jerk, she was still kind to me. Usually when I pull that kind of shit, I get a slap across the face. But the most I've ever gotten out of her is a dirty look.

"Syn?" I heard a voice. I snapped from my reverie. It was Johnny. "I'm going in the gas station, you want anything?"

"I'll come with," I said, slowly rising and stretching my body. Johnny and I walked off the bus and into the gas station.

"So, Syn," started Johnny, throwing every ounce of junk food into out shopping basket. I sighed with annoyance. If he was going to ask me about Michelle I swear to God… "What do you think of Maddie?"

Maddie? Hm, haven't been asked that one in a while. "I dunno," I replied, mindlessly dropping bags of snacks in the plastic holder

"Of course you know," Johnny said back with a smile. "I mean, do you think she's nice, funny, a good guitar player, a cute girl¾ " I cut him off.

"I think she's a bitch, if that's what you're getting at," I snorted.

"Why do you think she's a bitch?" Johnny asked, slightly stunned at my answer.

"I can have my own opinion," I defended myself.

"Yeah, you can have your own opinion, but not without some evidence," Johnny stated. "Now, how on earth is this girl a bitch?"

I paused to think about it as we loaded up on beer and Red Bull at the cooler. "Well, she's… not nice to me," I said immaturely.

"So she's mean to you?"

"Yeah."

"Syn, she's everything but mean to you."

"You know what, shut up," I said, crossing my arms like a child. "I can think she's a bitch if I want to. And she is. A bitch."

Johnny rolled his eyes. "Whatever Syn, I just wish my girlfriend would look at me the way Maddie looks at you." He stomped off to the cashier, not looking back.

I spent a moment to take in what he had just said. "Wait," I said following him, "What do you mean?"

"Nothing," Johnny said dryly, stacking the goods on the counter. "Just go back in the bus, Syn."

And I did. I huffed at his statement. What the fuck did he mean by that? Maddie doesn't like me like that. And I sure as fucking hell don't like her like that. Stupid ugly bitch. I hate her. I can't stand Maddie.

I jumped up the steps of the bus, but missed one, and face-planted straight into the floor of the vehicle. "Fuck," I muttered into the ground.

I didn't have to see them because I could hear Matt and Jimmy laughing hysterically at my mishap. I got my arms into a pushup position and started to lift my body off the ground when I felt someone's hands on me and stopped.

I turned my head to see Maddie was kneeling next to me. "Don't move," she said calmingly, "Your head and lip are bleeding." So I laid there like she told me otherwise. She left and returned quickly with a wet rag and some Band-Aids.

"Here, sit up," she ordered peacefully, placing a hand on my back to help me. I sat there on the steps of our bus like a 1st grader who had just scuffed his elbow on the playground as she tended to my simple wounds.

"There, the bleeding has stopped on your lip, but your head hasn't so I put a bandage there. Are you okay?" she asked, gently rubbing my head.

"I'm fine," I said, feeling embarrassed as Johnny walked up to the bus.

"Whoa, what happened here?" Johnny asked, climbing the steps and passing me and Maddie.

"Wittle Synyster had a wittle ax-ee-dent," Matt scoffed, pouting his lips.

"He had a gweat big fawll!" said the Rev, changing his tone of voice to match Matt's.

The three of them started giggling.

"Fuck you," I grumbled, massaging the back of my head. I got myself up and headed to my bunk.

"Do you want some medicine or something to help your head?" Maddie asked.

"No. I just want to go to sleep," I said gruffly, flopping into my bed. "Tell me when we're in…" I drew a blank. I had no idea what city we were playing in next. No one was listening to me anyways, so I didn't finish.

I just rested my head against my pillow and sighed. Why does she have to be so fucking nice to me? I thought. I tried to sleep, feeling like a moron for saying what I said. But I couldn't doze off; Matt, Jim, and Johnny still taunted me in the other room.

I closed my eyes, letting lassitude overcome my body. I opened them when I heard someone open the curtain to my bunk. It was, of course, Maddie.

I shut them again, to pretend like I was sleeping. "Brian?" she whispered, stroking my forehead.

I moaned. "What?" I said annoyed.

"Don't let them get to you," she said, "They're just being jerks right now. They'll forget about it." I didn't reply. I didn't look at her. I didn't even acknowledge the fact that she was alive.

"Brian," she cooed. I decieded to look at her, which was a bad decision because after I did I couldn't tear my eyes away.

Her chocolate brown hair was slung to one side in a pony tail. Her eyes glistened with the light outside my bunk. Her glossy lips curled in a smile.

I returned her smile, which grew into a smirk. Her fingers on my head slowly made their way into my hair. Our faces inched towards each other. It took only a few moments until they were treacherously close. We locked eyes, unable to stop gazing. My tongue darted out to wet my lips and went in for the kill.

I grabbed her face with my hands and she did the same to me. Our mouths crashed together and relentlessly went about kissing. Her tongue tangled with mine, ran against my teeth, along the sides of my cheeks, my whole mouth.

My hands moved from her head to her shoulders, pulling her into my bed with me. She obliged by scrambling in and straddling my legs in the small, closed in bunk.

Now that we were both situated, I commenced with giving her ass a good squeeze. In return, she moaned an "Oh, Syn" into my mouth, causing my pants to become tighter. Our lips smacked together and our jean-clad groins thrusted against each others.

Just as I was about to shimmy her shirt off, her lips ripped from mine and my eyes opened widely. I sat up abruptly, knocking my already injured head against the ceiling. I looked around the darkness. Maddie was gone. My heart pounded in my chest and my hard member throbbed in my pants.

I was confused for a minute, still searching in the shadows of my bunk for Maddie. But then, after laying back down and coming to my senses, I realized it was just a dream and Maddie was never really in my bunk.
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