Fear. Hate. Love

Squabbles

~Squabbles~

Hayden's POV:

The show went great, the Argentina fans were insane. The night would have been perfect if it were not for the fact I was worried about Zee. Ever since the incident with Jay earlier she had been acting strange, just not Zee like. She wasn't talking to any of us unless she had to. All through sound check she kept going off on her own. I can understand why but I was still really concerned about her. I think this was harder on her than she thought it would be, then having to share the bus with him really didn't help an already raw situation. She claims she is fine but it's clear she isn't.
Anyway as it turns out we were in a hotel for tonight as we had two gigs in Argentina to do. So we banned the boys from our room and as I promised we had a girls night. I tried to ignore her foul mood and cheer her up, we played a few drinking games which usually give us a good few laughs but nada. Eventually I had to speak up.
"Listen Zee are you really okay with all of this?"
"Yeah I'm fine I told you." She said not looking up from pouring us another shot. She downed hers before she looked to me.
"Really, you have been acting really off tonight. I just wanted you to know I am here you know, you can talk to me."
"Yeah I know." Is all she replied.
"I just don't want you bottling things up inside, that's not good for you." She sighed loudly and poured herself another shot, drank it, then poured another.
"Listen Hay, If I wanted to talk," She took her shot. "I would talk, but the fact of the matter is I don't and if you and your big nose can't accept that then that is your problem. So why don't you just try leaving me the hell alone for five minutes without pestering me about this whole Jay thing. Sheesh you would think you had nothing better to do than to poke your nose into my business. It's getting pretty boring now."
"Zee!" I gasped wide eyed. I couldn't believe she just said all that.
"What?"
"I'm only trying to be a friend. Letting you know I am here. See this is what I mean, this isn't you."
"Well just stop, I don't need you, I don't need anyone, I am quite capable of looking after myself." She spat and ran out the hotel door. I quickly started running after her but I was soon pulled back. I turned to see Matt. Tears fill my eyes and he said not a single word to me just wrapped his arms around me and hugged me. I saw Jay slipping out the room, no doubt going after Zee. I pulled away from Matt and he smiled leading me into his room. He sat me on his bed and still without a word lay back on the bed opened his arms for me and I rested my head on his chest, I was glad he wasn't making me talk about it. I was unable to form a single word right now, let alone a string of them to form a sentence. I just lay there in his arms as he caressed my hair soothing me. I lay there and tried to gather my thoughts as I soaked up his musky scent.
After a long while I wiped my eyes which were no doubt sporting the panda look by now and I sat up.
"Thank you." Was all I said. "I needed that." He shrugged. Sometimes talking is the last thing someone wants or needs. But comfort and silence to gather their thoughts." He replied sitting up crossing his legs under him. I shook my head. I was ready to talk about what just happened but I didn't now where to start and Matt is an old friend of Zee's I know he was going to try and defend her. I know I was going to try and defend her and I didn't want to because what she said was wrong. She might be dealing with a lot of shit right now but she had no right or reason to turn on me. I was truly hurt, I thought we were closer than that.
"Can we talk, but not about Zee. I need a Zee break?" I finally spoke. Matt nodded.
Pick your category?" He gave a smirk which melted my heart.
"You! Tell me about Matthew Tuck."
"Me really? I'm boring. There really isn't much to tell."
"Aww come on give me something." He was about to reply then I said. "hold that thought." I quickly hurried to my room grabbed the alcohol and hurried back to Matt's room. "Booze" I grinned hopping back on the bed next to him. I handed him a shot glass and poured before pouring one for myself. "You only get a shot when you share something about yourself."
"And you only get if you share something about yourself?" I nodded.
"Deal?"
"Deal, but you first."
"Ugh lets see I am a huge walking dead fan." I downed my shot and poured another while Matt thought of a fact to say.
"I can't sing unless I'm on stage." He took his shot pouring another.
"Really, why?"
"I don't know I just can't I have to be on that stage or in the recording studio which is also my stage before I can sing."
"So if I asked you to now you wouldn't."
"Not wouldn't I literally couldn't."
"That is strange. I'm glad you manage on stage or you'd be up shit creek." I laughed.
"Wouldn't have much of a career then would I?" We both laugh. "Your turn. He prompted me.
"Okay, okay lets see." I tapped my chin while I thought. "I used to be a part time tattoo artist, I quit when the band got serious."
"No way that's cool." I nodded before taking my shot refilling it while I waited for Matt.
"I can play the drums, keyboard and the harmonica as well as the guitar and singing."
"Wow save some talent for others." I laughed as Matt took his shot.
"Okay lets see. This is tougher than you'd think." Matt nodded. "Okay lets see, I've never been in love." I took my shot as I felt my cheeks flare at revealing something so personal. Matt only smiled.
"It'll happen when you least expect it, it always does."
"You talking from experience?"
"Sadly no."
"You've never been in love?"
"I've loved, I thought I was in love, which I guess means I have but I don't feel I have. Did that make any sense?"
"Hmm somewhat. I can see where you are coming from. Your turn." I motioned to his shot.
"We went on like this a little while and before long I was a little more than drunk.
"Your turn." Matt slurred.
"I've never been with anyone."
"What like you've never had a boyfriend?"
"No no." I slurred. "I mean," I sighed "Sex, I want to wait until I feel I have met the person who deserves it." Being drunk when I talked I made a lot of hand gestures and I ended up somehow leaning to far back and tumbling right of the edge of the bed with a thud. "Owww" I cried. Matt burst out laughing then all I saw was his head poking over the edge.
"Are you alright down there?" he chuckled.
"Yeah peachy, you know you are much better looking from this angle." I poked my tongue out before he came and helped me de-tangle myself. "Thanks." I rubbed my head.
"Are you okay?" He asked more serious though he still has a slight grin pulling at the corner of his mouth.
"I'll live."
"I think I need to cut you off." I grabbed the bottle and shook it.
"Were both cut off cause were out."
"Aww, maybe that's for the best. We do have a gig tomorrow."
"Matt, feel free to say no to this but, do you mind if I crash here tonight?"
"Of course I'll take the floor, you take the bed." I shook my head.
"Don't be silly I'm not putting you out of your bed I'll take the floor."
"No-"
"Stop we'll be at this all night." I said wobbling having to grab Matt before I fell down. "were adults we can share a bed right?" Mat nodded. And I hopped in the bed almost falling out the other side again. Matt switched the light off and climbed in next to me. I closed my eyes and I was off to dream land before you could say boo.