I' ve got synning on my mind- Synyster Gates one shot

I' ve got synning on my mind

It was once again the most wonderful time of the year- Halloween. Technically, it was Devil's Night and the loud chatting of the children coming home from school about scary costumes they intend to wear tomorrow night was echoing through the street.

(Y/N) was not phased by it - not even the slightest. She was currently admiring the pumpkins grinning from every possible corner of the house, the effort she made herself throughout the last few days. The plan was the usual- invite Shelly, tell her to get booze on her way, pick several horror movies, make popcorns and get loaded till the mornin' light hits the windows so its safe to fall asleep without any monsters lurking in the darkness.

Other people would usually dress up, end up in one of those cliche parties in some random dudes house. (Y/N) wasn't quite like that, not like she didn't like to party; the reason was more in her ability to see through all the superficiality of it. Same ol' music blasting, girls in high heels and kitty make up showing everything momma gave 'em and especially guys predominantly attending these kinds of parties to get their weenies wet. In case of not having your own elite ''friends'', you were: a) lonely, b) easy pray to some horny jerk, c) shoulderer to a plastic face of a head cheerleader bitching about her fake ass life. (Y/N) didn't have many friends, so she and her bestie liked to chill out in a true spirit of Halloween.

She picked up her phone, for she wanted to make sure that Shelly is certainly coming tomorrow night. No answer, and it seemed like she was on the line with someone else. (Y/N) decided to wait for a while, then she called once again.

"Hey Shelly, are you..."

"Change of plan!" ~ Shelly cut her before she had a chance to finish.

"Yeah? How come?" ~ (Y/N) was curious while leaning on pessimistic thoughts.

"Well, long story short, my cousin's band are playing in a few nearby cities and they wanted to visit me while they have a chance. And by that I mean his band and their crew guys, to sum it up that's gonna be up to 15 people."

"Great, 15 sausages"~ (Y/N) mumbled to herself.

"So if you mind me, we could still have a movie night with guys at my place."

"Uh... I dunno, your place seems too small for such a crowd you know what, let's stick to our plan but you can bring guys along to my place." ~ (Y/N) offered, even though her reserved demeanor was still obvious in her tone.

"Seriously, girl you're the best!" ~ Shelly was beyond excited.

"You'll see that you won't regret this decision."

"Mmmmhm I better not!"

"I'll tell you all about it tonight, your place at 7?"

"Deal."

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"Yeah, I know a band called Avenged Sevenfold and couple of their songs."

"Well, their singer Matt, he is my cousin." ~ Shelly showed (Y/N) a picture of her and Matt from long ago.

In all honesty, (Y/N) wouldn't recognise him because she wasn't interested in getting to know band members. She just liked their music and thats where the story ends for her.

"Aren't we alike?"

"Yeah, especially those cute dimples, must be good genes."

They did look quite alike and quite beautiful to be honest. His muscular build and her curvy appearance complimented each other well. Shelly was a blond bombshell; the only thing stopping her from being in a Baywatch remake- if it was any, but considering this rate it is far from impossible, was the lack of exposed skin and her eternal dedication to literature, as she worked in a library.