Come Back To Me (Avenged Sevenfold / Zacky Vengeance)

Chapter Two.

Hanging Out.

"Brian can I uhm borrow some of your clothes to sleep in for tonight" I heard Izzy call and ask from the stairs. I turned away from my tv to look at her. She was standing there with a towel wrapped tightly around her body, it only came down too just above her knees. My eyes unwillingly wondered to her legs.

"Brian can you answer I'm freezing my ass off here!" She whined a little. I shook my head noticing I was staring at her, never before have I thought of checking Izzy out. She giggled looking at me, probably not noticing what I was really doing.

"Sure Izzy" I smiled getting up walking upstairs with her following closly behind.

"Do you wanna wear my older pair of boxers and a shirt?" I asked her raising a eyebrow, I don't exactly own any women appearal. She's never wore my cloths before either.

"That's fine" she said, walking off to the spare bathroom. I got the clothes out of the back of my closet, walking over and handin it to her, smiling down at her. "Thanks yous" she sung them, walking in shutting the door behind her gently.

IZZYS POV.

When I was done with my shower I turned off the water, grabbing the towel I had ready. Wrapping it tightly around my body, it was really cold right now actually. Well no shit I just got out of the shower. Just then I remembered I have no clothes I brought like I usally do when I'm over here. Unable to wear the ones I came in because they were all dirty.

Opening the bathroom door, I ran down stairs. Checking if Brian had any clothes for me to borrow.

"Bri can I uh borrow some of your cloths to sleep in for tonight?" I asked Brian from the bottom of the stairs. He turned from the TV to look at me, his eyes widening a little. I probably looked funny with my hair pulled back all wet. Come to think of it, he and I are close friends but we never have seen each other in our natural habitat. Sure, I came over here a lot when Zacky was piss drunk, but I usually ended up leaving or stayed reclused in the spare room.

"Brian can you answer me please, I'm freezing my ass of here!" I whined a little snapping him out of his trance, smiling.

"Sure Izzy" standing up from the couch. I continued to smile, followinh him upstairs to his room. Making my way over to the bathroom I used. He walked over to his closet digging into it.

"Do you wanna wear one of my older pair of boxers, and a shirt?" He asked me.

"Sure that's fine" I said taking the clothes out if his hands.

"Thanks yous!" I sung aloud walking into the bathroom retrieving my clothes off the floor. Heading over to the guest room where I slept, closing the door behind me.

Dropping my towel, quickly slipping on Brian's boxers and shirt. The boxers were quite baggy on me that that'd have to until morning. It felt weird actually to be in his clothes, but extremely comfortable they were. 

"Brian I'm going to to put my dirty clothes on the washers is that okay!" I yelled. "Fine by me!" He hollered back from upstairs.

I put them in there along with the towel I used staring the washer, watching the clothes item spin. Deciding to throw some of his dirty clothes in there too, since they were rught next to the washer anyway. It was only fair, I get to save him a chore. I smiled weakly, thinking about earlier. Not wanting to think about it I quickly slapped my cheek.

"Izz you want to watch some TV with me before you head of to bed?" Brian asked me, startling me.He was wearing a plain white shirt and some black sweat pants.

"Sure that'll be nice" I said straightening myself smiling.

We were now sitting on the couch together watching the TV.

"Hey Jimmy is going to be comming over tomorrow by the way, is that okay?" He asked. "Yeah it's your house" I laughed. He smiled and nodded looking back at the TV.

"Tomorrow is going to be 80 percent chance of rain, high winds, and in the low 40's tomorrow" the weather man informed on TV.

"Ugh cold again" Brian said putting his head back. I laughed and he did to.

"Gotta problem with some cold weather?" I teased.

"Maybe, I don't like being restricted and wearing fuck heavy clothes." he smirked.

"Any who I'm going to make some pop corn, want any?" I stretched getting up.

"Okay, and yes I actually do, thanks" he said looking at me.

When I got in the kitchen I grabbed a bag and tossed it in the microwave. Setting the time and starting it. Listening to it pop on-by-on.

When it finished I grabbed the bag burning myself a little. "Fuck!" I whispered rubbing my hand, then attempting to get the bag again. Dumping the nice little buttery puffy goodness into a bowl. I took one piece stuffing it into my mouth, letting it melt inside my mouth, throwing the bag away taking the bowl to the living room with Brian.

"Alright!" Brian said grabbing a handful of popcorn shoving it into his mouth. Some pieces falling on his lap, I took my hand and put it over my mouth to cover my laugh.

"What?" Brian smirked at me, when I saw the front of his face I bursted out laughing. There was butter and little bits of popcorn on the rims of his mouth.

"What's so funny?" He snapped back, confused.

"Nothing" I calmed down a bit seeing Brian whipping his face. Smearing the butter more.

We finished the popcorn and talked a little more and I got up stretching again. Brian joined me and grabbed the bowl heading over to the kitchen. I followed him as he rinsed the bowl.

"I'm going to have a water" I giggled taking a warm water from top of the fridge.

"Get me a cold one too please" he said and I did as he asked, grabbing one from the fridge. Tossing it to him and he caught it opening it. I opened mine chugging it down. Man, that salty food made me thirsty.

"Well I'm off to bed" I said yawning walking to the stairs.

"I'm going to bed soon too, goodnight Izzy" he yawned.

"Okay goodnight to you too Brian, don't stay up to late" I said running upstairs into now I guess my room. I gently shut the door diving onto the bed.

My face was burried into the pillow, everything was so quiet now. I rolled over to my back looking at the ceiling. My stomach was hurting for some reason, maybe it was the popcorn and all that butter. I rubbed my stomach trying to calm the pain and that seemed to help it for now.

"I miss you Zacky" I whispered drifting off into a dreamless sleep.