Musicians/Music Groups Fan Fiction >> Avenged Sevenfold >> To End the Rapture
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I sat on my bed, sketching on my notepad. There was a knock on my door, I looked up as the intruder
walked in, and that intruder would so happened to be named Zacky. At this moment in time I was
currently sketching Jack Skellington and Zero.
He sat down next to me and watched me draw.
"Can I help you?" I giggled as he picked up a pencil and fixed some mistakes.
"Nah, I'm good." he said as he continued to fix Jack's lopsided mouth.
"You have potential."
"Yeah, but I'm not an artist like my sister is."
"Then what's your talent?"
"Writing I guess, singing somewhat."
"See, you're good at things too."
I smiled as I continued.
"Y'know it doesn't look half bad." he said guiding my hand around.
"Mostly because maybe you're guiding my hand and making me think I'm drawing myself."
"It's working isn't it?" he asked smiling.
I turned to face him.
"Maybe a little bit."
I smiled as he continued. He ripped it out of my book and grabbed my hand, I blushed when he did so.
He let go.
"Uhm, follow me."
I followed him downstairs to the kitchen.
"I say this is fridge worthy." he said taking a magnet and hanging it on the fridge.
I smiled and held out my thumb like an artist would.
"Perfect." I said smiling.
"Oo, I hear giggling." a voice said from the hall.
I turned around to see Rae standing there with Johnny.
"Shut up Rae, we didn't ruin your moment now did we?" I asked.
"Oh, so now they're having a moment." Johnny said.
I rolled my eyes and flipped them both off.
"No thanks, that would be incest." Rae said grabbing Johnny's hand and walking upstairs.
I rolled my eyes and chuckled. I turned to face Zacky again.
"So uhm, I was wanting to know if you'd want to go out to dinner tonight." Zacky said.
"As in a date?" I asked raising my eyebrows.
"Uhm... Maybe." he said smiling.
"Well if you want it to be a date, it's a date." I said.
"So I guess it's a date then."
"So where are we going exactly?"
"Just out, casual."
I smiled as I walked upstairs and began to get ready for our 'date'. I slipped on a pair of light
skinny's, my Tapout shirt with a skull biting a rose on it, and a blue and black checkered jacket. I
slipped on my shoes and touched up my make up. I walked back downstairs.
"Ready!" I said.
Zacky had changed into a Red Sox shirt and a pair of jeans. I followed him out to the car. We
slipped in and he started the car. He drove to a baseball field, he got out and walked over, opening
I laughed and got out.
"You're so weird."
"Well, I'm not sure exactly how you wanted me to act." he stated truthfully.
"You're my guardian angel, I thought you were supposed to know everything about me?"
"Well fallen, guardian angel. You can't forget the fallen."
"Okay, wouldn't dream of it."
Zacky walked to the back of his car and pulled out a bag filled with baseball equipment.
"Baseball?" I asked.
"You like baseball, I've seen you watch games with your dad. You've played softball since you were
in third grade."
"Sh, don't tell anyone that..." I said looping my arm through his.
He chuckled as we walked up to the field. We walked onto the soft red dirt, he pulled out a ball and
handed me the bat.
"By the way, you're gonna have to do a lot of running..." I said getting into a batters stance.
"Oh please, I can take you."
He smirked and threw the ball, I hit it and it flew right between short stop and third.
"Rude..." he said, he jogged over and grabbed the ball.
"I didn't expect you to be that good honestly."
"Don't underestimate me, or I'll just have to hurt your cute ass."
"Aw, you think my ass is cute."
"Turn around and I'll tell you." I stated.
Gah, when did I become such a flirt?!
"I can tell you're arguing with yourself." he said.
He smiled that adorable smile of his, he wound up in a pitching stance and threw it towards me. I
tried to hit it, but swung to late.
"Point proven, don't get so cocky."
"Oh, I'm cocky?" I asked
He nodded and smiled. I picked up the bat and in one swift motion threw the ball out of my hand and
swung it. It made contact and it made a beeline towards Zacky. He caught it with his glove and
"You did that on purpose." He pointed out.
"Maybe I did, maybe I didn't."
"Well I'm just gonna have to get you for that."
I dropped the bat and made a beeline for the dugout, but Zacky was too fast, he caught me around the
waist and spun us. I laughed as he twirled us.
"Ugh, I'm getting too dizzy for this shit." he said as his hands dropped to my hips, squeezing as I
"Stop. Tickling. Me!" I said in between laughs.
"Told you I was gonna have to get you for that." he said as he picked me up.
I giggled as he continued to tickle me. I squirmed and ended up somehow turning around and facing
him. I grabbed a hold of his hands throwing them down off of me.
He gasped and gave me a look.
"Yes?" I asked.
"You don't ruin fun for Zacky Vee..."
"And if I did?"
"Well there would be serious consequences..."
He wrapped his arms around my waist.
"Such as this."
He leaned his mouth towards mine and gently pressed his lips to mine. I froze but relaxed as I felt
his hands sliding up my back pulling me closer to him. I wrapped my arms around his neck and pulled
his lips closer to mine. When he pulled away he smiled.
"You were really getting into that punishment."
"Well if all punishments were like that, I wouldn't mind."
He smiled and kissed me again.
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