Musicians/Music Groups Fan Fiction >> Avenged Sevenfold >> Stranger with my DNA
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Three small words.
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I sat on my hotel bed and looked at the now empty room. Holy shit how my life changed faster then a
jack rabbit on a date. I felt the bed sink next to me and looked at Gina, in the words of Zacky; she
was an angel in disguise.
“You all ready to go, pumpkin?” she asked as she slung her arm over my shoulder. Her and
the rest of the A7X girls were gracious enough to help me pack up my junk while my friends were in
class, I had today off.
“Yeah, thanks again, Gina, for everything! And thank you guys for being amazing!”
“Hey, you're one of us now! We look out for our own.” Lacey said while playfully
tackling me onto the bed. I soon felt Val and Gina on me as well, and then one of them started
“NO! STOP, I'M GONNA PISS MY PANTS!!!!” I screamed and after hearing that they jumped
right off and we were off to my new home.
The girls were awesome, not only did they help me pack, but they helped me decorate my new room as
well. I was definitely cooking dinner for them! The guys were gone getting ready for a show tomorrow
night, and they were doing sound check and what not. Zacky felt horrible for not being able to help,
but both Gina and I reassured that we could handle it.
The four of us sat on my new bed and looked around my room, pleased with the job we did.
“Hey Gina, do you mind if I make dinner tonight?” I asked hoping to do what I can around
the house to show my appreciation.
“Sure baby girl, but you don't have to.”
“I want to though, you know, to say thank you to you guys for what you've done for me.”
“In that case, go ahead.” She gave me a hug and I made a list of things I needed to get
from the store. The three of us went to the store and grabbed all the ingredients needed for
Fettuccini Alfredo and garlic bread.
When we got back I immediately got to work. I lost track of time, something that I usually do when I
cook. I glanced over at the clock and saw that it was almost 7pm and everything was almost done,
yay! I then felt two arms wrap around my waist, mm, I knew that cologne anywhere.
“Hello there, my little chef. ” Brian whispered in my ear, his lips almost touching my
ear. I closed my eyes at his touch, smart way to cook, huh? “What are you making?”
“Guess.” I said, feeling like a damn kid.
“Maybe you should let me taste it, so I can have a better chance.” He grinned, oh how
could I say no? Damn it he had me wrapped around his little finger… I took the wooden spoon I
was using to stir the sauce, blew on it, turned around while still in his arms and held it to his
lips. I saw the pleasure in his face when he tasted it.
“Ding ding! Tell the man what he's won” I said in my best game show host voice and
turned back around to finish my cooking.
“So what did I win?” he whispered, I shivered at his warm breath on my neck. He must've
noticed this and continued, I felt him press his lips on my neck. He bit down gently causing me to
let out a small hiss of both pain and pleasure. He remained in that area gently running his tongue
over where his teeth had met my skin. There was going to be a mark for sure, but hey, I'm no saint.
I was jerked back to reality when a bubble had popped on the sauce landing it's hot substance to
land in my hand.
“Ah…shit.” I groaned and pulled my hand to my mouth, hey; I wasn't about to waste
it! Brian beat me to the punch and licked it off, then kissed the spot that was burned. He looked at
me with his chocolate brown eyes and smiled.
“Very.” I said as I gently took my hand away and finished the final details of the
dinner. I walked out to the table and placed the main dish in the center. I was happy to see all
of my friends and family here. As I brought out the plates I noticed both Amy and Ali staring at
me, then Amy hopped up from her spot and grabbed Ali and tugged her towards me. They both took me
into the kitchen and shut the door.
“What is that?” Amy asked pointing to a spot on my neck.
“Oh, umahickie…” I mumbled hoping that it would fool them.
“What was that?” Ali asked poking my sides.
“What? From who??” they both basically said together, it was creepy how they did that.
“Like `Synyster Gates' Brian?” Ali asked with wide eyes.
“Yeah, we're kind of dating.” I said as I bit my lip. They just stood there and then
muffled their screams of excitement.
“That is so cool!! Good for you, babe!” Amy said. She had been trying to hook me up with
someone ever since her and Elliot started dating, although they like to keep it private. They both
just hugged me until I noticed that I still had the dinner plates in my hands. I rushed them to the
table and watched everyone devour my hard work.
After dinner we all just sat around and watched VH1's I love the 90s. I said my good byes to Ali,
Amy, Elliot and Bremen as they decided to go sleep or study for midterms. When I came back in I took
the liberty of filling the vacant spot next to Zacky. I rested my head on his shoulders and felt him
kiss the top of my head. I looked up into his eyes that matched mine to a T and said the words that
had taken me a lifetime to believe in.
“I love you, Zacky” I saw a small tear form in his eye and a sweet grin cross his face.
He pulled me to him tightly.
“I love you too, little girl.” I smiled and let my eyes rest on the TV screen, still
wrapped in my brother's arms.
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