Synacky/Marin~Symphony Of The Heart

Wrong About My Nightmares

A/N: HI THERE! Izzy here! I meant to do this when I posted it, but I failed. So sorry! xDD I can't wait to start this journey with you again ! It's been far too long, but this time, we're ready!! >:D We don't know how many chapters this one might have, but we'll just wait and see how it goes. I'm guessing around 7-8? Depends on the ideas, and if Kay can bare with my messy ideas. x'D I hope this is gonna be a lovable story for you all! :D Now, a little reminder from the last chapter of Heartless:

Brian

*knock knock knock*

I froze, not moving a muscle. My mind was saying "Ghost!" but, it could be a doctor or something. but I didn't want to answer it.

*KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK*

Oh my fucking God who is that?! Wait.. Lemme fake being asleep. That way they'll leave and I won't have to answer it. I made it look like I was asleep, my arm hanging off the bed and made realistic snoring sounds. That should do it. A few minutes slipped by slowly, so I stopped snoring and slowly opened my eyes. But..

"Brian... That wasn't a dream.."

I couldn't find my voice, I couldn't say anything. Was this.. Real life?

"You gotta come with me.. Brian? Answer me!!"

I tried to speak.. I could feel my eyes watering, and my hands shaking with fear. I finally plucked up the courage to say something..

"Jimmy.."

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Matt.

You know when you get shot? You probably don't. But that's what it feels like. Being shot. Into pieces? Yes. It's not like it isn't a familiar feeling to us. We've been shot before. It's just that, this time, the wound is a lot bigger for me. So I put on a brave face when Brian told me he was in love with Zacky instead. But that's not my real face.. I did feel something for that cocky bastard.

Sitting on the staircase. I'd ran away to the studio. I didn't want anybody to think I was dead or something. The evening was quite chill. I guess you get that way when the tears won't stop streaming down your face.

"Matt?"

It's Arin.

Even though it's chill, he's wearing a tank top, shorts and basketball shoes.

"You must be freezing." He mutters and sits down beside me.

"Huh. All the way into my soul." My voice is like a shudder, but he nods. That means that I must've used my tongue then. Forming sounds. Fucking sounds. They're my life... Brian was my life. Or that's what I thought. "You're gonna be okay, Matt." Arin's voice is so comforting. Hell, even the sight of him is comforting to me.

"This is embarrasing." I crack a half smile, feeling slightly better already. You know, with Arin I don't need to say much. I've learned that he gets me a lot. Even more lately.

"What? That you're crying because of Brian. No, Matt. That's not embarrasing. It's heatly to let it all out. I understand that it hurts." He looks down. His beautiful curls are hanging into his forehead, covering his eyes just the slightest. "It hurts for me too." He sighs.

"I count you guys as my brothers."

"I'm so glad we've made you feel that way." I'm stunned. My half smile has actually remined! What is this?!

"Matt.. I know Brian broke your heart back there.." Arin sounds sligthly nervous. I fear what's about to come.

"Yeah.." Fuck that smile. It's gone again.

"I.. you know when.. you feel you need uh, a shoulder.. or maybe just uhm.. someone to listen, you got me .. okay?" He finish, still looking down , barely peeks up at me.

"Thanks, a lot man." I nods.

Then I hug him. My bulky arms around his tiny fragile body. But the kid is still so good damn strong. Much stronger than me.

Then it happens, one of the things that's rarely happening in Cali. It rains. Pours. Brian hated rain. I love it, it's refreshing. Fucking amazing actually.

I feel that Arin's hugging me back. Hard. Like I'm something he can't ever take his arms away from. I know, it sucks to explain this, but it's still really fucking cute. His cheek against my chest. My head on top of his. It just clicks.

Soon I can feel my hand in his hair. He bend his head backwards. Looks at me. Two tearfilled brown eyes. They twinkles, I can barely take my own eyes from them. It stings, in places I didn't know I could feel anything. Sparks, fireworks even.

"It's too soon, Matt." He whispers. Of course he can feel the connection. Arin gets me. Always.

"I know, but it'll help." I whisper hoarsely back. Before I lean closer, he closes his eyes. And there it is.

Our kiss is wet of course. The rain is engulfing us into a wave of water, but we stay connected. The kiss grow. My soul feels at home. It's like one piece of my heart get's guled back together with the rest. There's still a few pieces that needs some healing, but it's a start.

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"So you're not gonna go back there yet, then?" Arin asks for the third time. "No." I roll my eyes, we'd been throguh this. I can't face him. I'd turned off my phone, so I don't know any news when it cames to Brian's well being, but I'm sure that bastard's gonna live anyway, so I don't care for the moment. It's just too sore. Selfish? Might be, but when you have a heartbreak you don't really care for anything else. Except Arin, of course.

We'd gone over to his place, after our little moment in the rain. It was comfy, just sitting on his coach. I may or may not spilled my soul out to him, but yeah. He's okay. The feeling of him holding my hand is just enough to make me sane. At least for the very moment. I'm trying my best to let Brian go, cause I know if I don't, I'll be a worse mess than I already is.

Also, I think I have another very good reason to let him go. I'm slowly falling for Arin. I didn't know that I had feelings for him before yesterday, but now everything is so much clearer to me. It's amazing what a little rain can do.

"You're gonna have to do it eventually." Arin continues, gentle but firm. "You're not gonna let it go before you sit down and talk to him, just to make everything straight."

I snort folding my arms. "Everythings gonna change now. It'll never be the same." I snap in a childish way, and Arin narrow his eyes gently smiling slightly but get's his point.

"You gotta make those changes swing your way then." He grinns, then kisses my forehead. That was just too cute. I gotta figure out how I can make that happen again. "Wanna make out?" I find myself ask.

"You sly one." Arin says dryly, but he climbs into my lap, and kisses the hell out of me for a moment. Our tounges swirls around eachother, and I feel like I'm about to explode. The fireworks can be a little though on a guy, you know? It's like having pyro inside my head.

"You can handle this change then?" Arin archs his eyebrow at me, teasingly kissing my lower lip.

"It seems." I tease back, connecting our mouths again.

It's not like we're not allowed to do it, but it still feels a little awkward on us, because it's all so new. But hell, we've known each other for two years. That's enoguh. And I really need it.

"Do you want this?" I pant, the boner making me all hazy. "Yes," He grunts, "Hurry up."

"As you wish, baby."