Girl Drummer Meets Boy Drummer(A7X/Jimmy FanFic)

Chapter 15~You're My Number One

Megan's POV

Unfortunately, we have to cut our tour short because Henry, being a genius, broke his hand. I'm not sure how and I didn't ask, but of course he found some way to injure himself. So now he can't play bass, and we have to cut a month short.

Tonight, Avenged Sevenfold plays the last show of their tour before they return home. God, I can't imagine the things Jimmy must be thinking of me right now. But I deserve every insulting name or word that he pointed towards me after everything. We did have an interview when we announced that we could not go on for the last month of our tour, and the reporter asked about the two of us. We both confirmed that we were not together, and the whole thing was a misunderstanding. We said that there were no romantic feelings between us at all, despite what happened. I'm pretty sure they didn't believe us, but it felt good to get it out there for anyone willing to believe.

We just decided to take the bus back rather than fly and wait for the bus to return to California, I didn't really care either way. Kristina did get the chance to text Brian and tell him what happened with Henry's hand, and why we were going home.

I was staring out the window and watching everything zip by as we drove along, when all of a sudden we stopped moving. It took me a minute to realize that we stopped moving and we weren't at a stop light. The bus doors opened, and Michael walked over to me, and handing me a pass. The type of pass, normally called a VIP Pass, that you can get for a concert.

"Michael, what's this?" I asked when I saw Avenged Sevenfold on it. He grinned, and told me to go over to the other side of the bus and look out the windows. I did, and noticed we were at an arena.

"I think you have some business to take care of." He said, and I looked from the pass to the arena over and over again, and my mouth dropped open in surprise. Kristina came up to me and rested a hand on my arm.

"Megan, go, before it's too late. They're almost done, you have ten minutes to get inside and back stage." She said, smiling. I nodded and ran off the bus to the arena, getting inside and to the VIP entrance, which took five minutes. I could hear them finishing out a song, almost ready to say goodnight.

The bouncer let me through after examining my pass, and ran through a crowd of fan girls to get to the front. I got yelled at, but I kept pushing my way through. I emerged at the front of the crowd as they were exiting the stage, Brian was the first to come back.  He kept his head down, hands shoved in his pockets as he waited for the others. He didn't see me.

Matt....

Zacky...

Johnny....

C'mon, where's Jimmy!?

And then I saw him. He was shirtless with skin tight black jeans on, he wiped sweat from his brow. He was laughing at something Johnny said, his laughter lit up the room.

"Jimmy!" I called, and he looked around, trying to see who called his name. I called again. "Jimmy!!" He couldn't seem to figure out who was calling his name, so I yelled, "STALKER BOY!!!"

His eyes widened, he knew who it was, but he couldn't find me. He squinted, scanning the faces in the front until his eyes locked on me. He motioned for the guy handling the red rope to let me and only me through. I slowly stepped forward, as did he, and we just stared at each other for a long time. Hurt was in his eyes, but there was something else there too. Something happier, something I could now recognize as love. He still loved me.

"Oh, Jimmy... I'm so sorry for what I did, it meant nothing to me, it was a trick to get Michael to lay off me. I didn't feel anything, there's never been any doubt that I love you, and only you." I explained, and he put a finger to my lips. I stared up at him, and he opened his mouth to say something.

"It's ok, it hurt, badly, but I know you're telling the truth." He dropped his finger from my lips, and relief rushed in. "I vowed not to give up on you, on us. I can't break that vow. No matter what you do, the way I feel about you will not change, and if you remember, I told you that I'd always love you as well." His voice was soft and warm, and I still stared up at him, unable to tear my gaze from his eyes.

He grinned, and spoke again. "Do what you want to hurt me, but I'll still love you, regardless. I thought about you all the time, praying that you still love me as much as I love you."

I smiled slightly, I had tears burning my eyes from the words coming out of his mouth, but they were good tears. "Jimmy, you're gonna make me cry." I warned him teasingly, my voice cracking slightly.

He laughed, and I felt his arms slip around my waist, and I didn't even have to think about it before putting mine around his neck.

"Just one more thing you should know," Jimmy smiled a bit wider, coming closer to my face. "You're my number one." He murmered before he crashed his lips to mine, and the butterflies and floating feeling came back. He moved one hand up to cup my cheek, his other hand pressing into my back.

We pulled away, and just over his shoulder I could see the others grinning at us, they didn't hate me either, so that was a good thing. I smiled back at them before hugging Jimmy tightly.

"I love you so, so much Jimmy." I told him as I held on for dear life.

"I love you too, more than you can imagine." He replied softly, kissing the top of my head.

I joined them on their bus tonight, and told Jimmy why we weren't on tour at the moment. He didn't leave my side for the entire night, and we just sat together on the couch talking for the majority of the night. I told him about Kristina's suggestion, and why the things between Michael and I happened.  He was horrified when I told him how I thought he hated me after what happened, and told me that he couldn't ever hate me.

After a while we got really tired, and so Jimmy dragged me off to his bunk, pulling me down on top of him. I snuggled into his chest and he wrapped his arms around me. We whispered our 'I love yous' before falling asleep.