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Something In My Head	By : Need2ScreamNow Category: Singers/Bands/Musicians > Avenged Sevenfold Views: 3395 -:- 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 Walked onto the bus and almost turned and walked off, but Matt, who was stretched out on the sofa in only a
pair of low-riding, loose fitting blue jeans, saw him and sat up.

Sex Drive: Oh my, look at those muscles
Reality: Why is he walking around shirtless, it’s only like fifty-six degrees outside?
Denial: It’s like sixty-six degrees outside
Reality: We need to get off this bus
Sex Drive: We need to get something off…
Denial: No we don’t

“Hey Zacky, can I ask you somethin’?” Matt looked like he was half asleep.

“Hey, sure.” Matt stood up and took a few steps towards him, his loose jeans barely clinging to his hips.

Sex Drive: How low can they go, do you think he’s going commando?
Reality: He needs to put a belt on
Denial: Matt doesn’t go commando
Sex Drive/Reality: How do you know?
Denial: Because I said so
Sex Drive: Do you think he’s gonna ask us to blow him?
Reality/Denial: NO!
Reality: You guys, I think he asked us something.

“What, sorry, I’m kinda tired.” Zack gave the singer a sheepish smile, trying valiantly not to let his eyes wander over the well-muscled singer.

“I asked if you were okay, you’ve been acting weird since the tour started.” Matt had a concerned look in his eyes that melted Zack’s heart.

“I’m fine, I just have to get back into tour mode.” He could tell Matt didn’t believe a word of anything he just said. Matt moved closer, close enough for Zack to smell his spicy cologne and to give him a better view of the gentle swell of muscles on Matt’s chest and shoulders.

Sex Drive: Jump ‘em, you know you want to, the couch is right there
Reality: You realize he’d kill us right
Denial: He wouldn’t kill us, he’d probably kick us out of the band though
Sex Drive: Totally worth it.
Reality/Denial: No its not!

“Really Matt, I’m fine.” Internally Zack cringed, he sounded like a little kid. Matt still looked skeptical, “You don’t look fine. You look sick.” Matt lifted a warm hand and rested it gently on the side of Zack’s face, the movement brought with it a small rush of air filled with his spicy scent.

Sex Drive: Grope him, do it, now! No, better yet, fuck him!
Reality: Do we really look sick?
Denial: No, its SD stressing us out
Sex Drive: How is this my fault?

After what seemed like forever, but not long enough Matt took his hand away. “You feel kinda warm.” Zack’s heart ached at the worry in Matt’s eyes, but he couldn’t tell Matt what was wrong. He would hate him, kick him out of the band. Zack shivered at the thought, Matt not understanding the shiver pulled the guitarist into a warm hug.

Sex Drive: *Faints*
Reality: He feels warm too, maybe he’s sick
Denial: Just a friendly hug, he thinks we’re sick
Sex Drive: Let’s see how tight that ass really is…
Denial: No
Reality: We need to get away from him
Sex Drive: >.< you’re no fun

“Matt, I’m fine, I just…I have some things to work through, I’ll be fine.” Zack nuzzled his head into the crook of Matt’s neck.

Sex Drive: Bite him, I’ll bet he likes it rough
Denial: No!
Reality: Get away, get away!

“Fine, but, I’m here if you need me.” With another gentle squeeze Matt let Zack go to the bunk section.

Reality: We need to tell him
Denial: NO!!
Sex Drive: We do need him, need him to fuck us senseless
Reality: Shut up SD
Denial: We can’t tell anyone, they’ll hate us
Reality: We’ve known them for years, they wouldn’t hate us…
Denial: Yes they would, we are sick, just not how Matt thinks

Zack climbed into his bunk still arguing with himself and quietly cried himself into a restless sleep.

“Zack get up!” a rough shake pulled him from a shadowy nightmare. Glad to be free from the nightmare but not ready to wake up Zack grumbled and snuggled further into his warm sheets.

“Dammit Zack, if I have to get up, you have to get up, now move your ass!” Syn was a force to be reckoned with when he was woken up. Zacky sighed, not willing to further irritate the already pissy lead guitarist. Without looking Zack jumped from his top bunk to the walkway and slammed into Matt. With a surprised yelp Matt stumbled back into another set of bunks with Zack pressed firmly against him.

Reality: Not good
Denial: He’s still asleep
Sex Drive *Very Awake* could you see him like this with his hands cuffed above his head, moaning-
Reality/Denial: Stop it!

Zack froze, his face only inches from Matt’s, one leg pressed between the singer’s legs, groin flush against Matt’s bony hip, arms on either side of his body, and Matt’s hands resting lightly on his hips.

Sex Drive: Kiss him
Denial: Don’t
Sex Drive: Lick him
Denial: Don’t listen to him
Sex Drive: Screw him!!
Denial: No, No, No, No!!
Reality: Abort, Abort, run away!

Zack leaped away from Matt like he was on fire and again froze.

Reality: If we run away he’ll corner us later and want to know why
Sex Drive: Maybe he’ll corner us in the dark
Denial: Lie, lie, lie

“Matt! Fuck you scared the hell outta me!” Zack could feel himself shaking; his face was probably chalk white too.

“Clearly, who the hell did you think I was?”

Reality: Shrug it off
Denial: Lie again, lie, lie
Sex Drive: Thought you were naked and cuffed to a bed

“Uh, Syn.” Zack gave him a shaky smile. Matt laughed, “Shit, then I don’t blame you. By the way, we’re at the hotel.” Pushing away from the bunk Matt continued to the back of the bus to grab his overnight bag.

Reality: We need to tell him
Denial: No, we don’t
Reality: He deserves to know why we’re acting so weird
Denial: We’ve been faking pretty well so far
Reality: He knows we’re lying, he’s either going to figure it out or he’s just gonna question us until he figures it out.
Sex Drive: Do you think he’ll tie us to something when he questions us?
Denial: SD, you are not in this
Reality: We need to tell him
Denial: No, no, no he’ll hate us. No one can know
Reality: They aren’t stupid, they’ll figure it out! We just need to tell them.
Denial: I thought we were just telling Matt? Why does everyone else have to get involved?
Sex Drive: I’m sure we could get everyone else involved and maybe Billy, Joel, and Benji from Good Charlotte. We could totally get them involved too.
Reality/Denial: *glare*

Zacky continued to argue with himself as he walked off the bus and followed Rev into the hotel.

“Zacky, you’re rooming with Matt.” Johnny handed him a key. Still distracted with himself Zack gave a distracted nod and a quiet thank you.

Reality: We have to—Wait, what did Johnny just say?
Denial: He didn’t
Sex Drive: WOOHOOOO!!
Reality: Now we do, there’s no way we can spend a night with him, it’s been hard enough on the bus.
Sex Drive: Very hard
Reality: *smacks SD*
Denial: We can switch someone, ask Syn!

Zack felt his stomach constrict as the band filed onto the elevator. Thankfully The Rev and Johnny were between Zack and Matt. Zack felt panic rising in his chest when the elevator stopped on their floor, the guys said good night to each other and dispersed to their separate rooms. Matt and Zack walked to their room in silence each lost in thought.

Finding their room Matt threw his bag on the bed closest to the window.

“Do you wanna shower first?”

Sex Drive: How about we conserve water and take a shower together
Denial: Stop it; this is hard enough without you
Sex Drive: I agree, ask him if he’ll help us out ~_^
Reality: We need to get organized, we’re telling him tonight

“Nah, you go first.” Zack flopped onto his bed and pretended to doze off while Matt got his stuff for the shower.

Muhaha, I’m so mean to poor Zacky. Many thanks to ‘rurouni_agra' for letting me use her idea for ‘Denial, Reality, and Sex Drive’ I still say its pure genius, everyone should read her story Questioning a Good Charlotte fiction.
Reviews are much appreciated, this is one of my first multi-chapter fics so any pointers are very appreciated :D
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