My Other Half (Avenged Sevenfold)

Untitled Part 34

"Here. Drink this." Zack said, sliding a beer in front of me.

I grinned and happily took a swig. We are at some fancy club that all of them wanted to go to. I'm just along for the ride. I'm not a big party person, but wasn't about to say anything.

Zack and I are the only ones at the table. Everyone else was off either dancing or taking a picture with someone.

"How are you?" Zack asked.

"Better. Look, I can't thank you enough for everything this past week. It really means alot to me." I told him.

"That's what friends are for. Anytime. We've all been through some shit. And, you're welcome to stay as long as you want too." He grinned.

"Thank you. Oh, and did you hit Matt?" I asked.

"Oh. You heard about that." He grinned sheepishly. "I did. He had it coming to him."

"You didn't have to do that. Is it bad that it made me happy to hear that you did though?" I smiled, watching him laugh.

"Nah. Sanders needs his head re-adjusted sometimes." Zack laughed.

"Speaking of which, I heard you about slapped Matt's head off last night." Zack smiled at me.

"I just kinda had a moment. He was relieved that I didn't break his nose." I sighed.

"Should of. He probably won't ever fuck up again if you had." Zack chuckled.

I giggled when I looked over at Brian and Matt being swarmed by a bunch of fangirls. Both of them clearly uncomfortable with it. Matt looks ready to run, while Brian is desperately looking for Michelle.

"Gonna help them?" Zack smiled.

"Nope." I smiled.

"You're cold as ice, girl!" He laughed.

A while later, both Brian and Matt came strolling up to the table, glaring at Zack and I. I smiled happily at them. I'm well on my way to a good buzz by now.

"Thanks, assholes!" Brian snarled.

"Yeah. Thanks, asshole." Matt smirked.

"Just letting you both have your time with your fans." I smiled.

"Keep laughing, you little shit." Matt grinned at me.

I giggled as he sat down and kissed my cheek. I smiled at him. Things feel a little more normal between us tonight, which is helping me relax.

Matt slowly slid his hand up my bare thigh. Lacy talked me into wearing a sequined dress that was black, and high heels. Bitch. I hate dresses. Matt leaned into my ear.

"I never told you that you look beautiful tonight, baby." He whispered.

"Thanks. I hate Lacy for making me wear this. I didn't see what was wrong with my shirt that said, 'Your Mom Is A Bitch.'" I told him.

Matt let out a loud laugh. He bought me that shirt. He knows I love it. I smiled and kissed him quickly.

"True. You do have your shirt that says 'Hail Satan' on it. It could of been worse, I suppose." Matt chuckled.

"I do love the shirts She wears. I'm always entertained." Brian smiled.

"Me too. Hey, where the fuck is Johnny?" Zack asked.

"Him and Lacy headed to the room." Brian grumbled.

"Aww. No sex for Gates lately?" Matt smirked at him.