Protection, Zack Merrick, All Time Low

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A week later

Zack

He still texts her, and it pisses me off that she won't just block his number, but I get why she won't, because then the police can't get the information they need.

Scrolling through twitter, she leans into me and kisses my cheek, while we're sitting on the bowl room couch. "Excited for the Meet and Greet, tonight?" She asks.

I put down my phone and smile down at her. "Of course. I love the fans, and I love meeting them."

Sometimes it doesn't feel real, that people actually like us. It's no suprise though that the others are liked more. I'm kinda shy, at least in interviews, and Jack and Alex, they're everywhere.

And people live for Rians smile and good looks, hell, even I do! He's a gorgeous man, and his muscles aren't too huge, and he's good at hugs. He's also the cutest of us, and is probably most talented, I mean, he can produce, play drums, guitar, and the fans adore him.

Don't get me wrong, they like me too, but not as much, it seems.

"Me too." She gushed, "They're great."

We sit there for about ten minutes in silence, holding onto eachother in the hotel room while the others are hanging with the other band, A Day To Remember, normally we would too, but I want feeling it and she didn't want me to be alone. "Zack?" She asks nervously.

"Yes ma'am?"

"I want to um, I want to make love tonight. I figured we should plan it before, since we share a room with the other guys too." The other guys meaning Alex and Jack, Rian is running with Vinny and other crew members. "I don't want to do that where they could see us." She giggles.

"I don't know about you, but them being in a bed away from us while we make eachother feel complete ecstasy, I don't think they'd like that." I chuckle, and she blushes, completely red.

"No thanks." She smirks. "So?"

"I'd love to make you feel complete ecstasy, tonight, yes. Lets just make sure they're away."

"Thank you, baby."

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Kim was a couple feet behind us, talking to the other bands managers, and she laughed animatedly about a joke someone made.

We were chatting with a few fans, and they smiled or cried happily, and asked for pictures, and we would chat with them as long as we could, but we couldn't chat long, and that was upsetting. I'd spend more time with every single one of them if I could.

"So when is the wedding?" A male fan asked.

"Sometime in the spring, I'm sure." I smile so much brighter, I'm sure.

I can't even begin to describe how much I love talking about Kimberly, and seeing her smile. I love how she gets nervous when she asks for things, even though she doesn't need to be nervous.

I love how she loves the fans as much as we do, and I love how when she sleeps, she wraps her arm around my waist and holds me tightly. I love it even more when she puts her head on my chest too, even when she drools.

I love how when she wants attention from me she'll do something silly to get it, and then we'll both giggle.

I love how when she's upset with me, she'll tell me why she is upset, and how she feels. I love everything, and I do mean everything, about her.

But what I love most of all, is that even when she has a reason to be sad, like with Denny, she does everything she can to be happy.

I'm so greatful that I get to spend the rest of my life with her.