Musicians/Music Groups Fan Fiction >> Avenged Sevenfold >> Desire Of The Soul
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We Were Making Do...
Quite a short chapter, but I suppose it kind of nicely leads on to the next chapter…Which
will be posted as soon as this gets a few reviews :)
Disclaimer: If you hadn't guessed already, no one in this story belongs to me, and these event
most probably haven't happened in real life…
Me and Jimmy were sitting in the sofa in the tour bus, he had his arm around me and I was leaning
into his side.
"Arggh, this movie's crap." Jimmy moaned, turning the TV off
completely and throwing the remote onto the table. I laughed at his mini-tantrum. The room fell into
a comfortable silence and I leant my head into Jim's chest, closing my eyes and enjoying the
silence; which of course was quickly broken by Jimmy who couldn't stand
"Sooo....You looked pretty comfortable with kissing Brian yesterday." I
squeezed my eyes shut, inwardly flinching at his words.
"I was drunk and we was playing
the game...seemed like a good idea at the time." I made up as an excuse, regretting kissing
"Okay." Jimmy said, not sounding like he believed me one hundred per cent.
"You know, we all noticed that you and Bri suddenly started spending a lot of time with each
other the past year." Jimmy started. He just wouldn't let it drop. I lifted my head up from his
chest and sat up straight, but leaving his arm wrapped around my waist.
point?" I asked, trying to keep my voice steady. I looked him in the eyes but he wouldn't let
"I'm not stupid, Jay." He said, tilting his head and moving his
hand to run through my hair, then bringing it down to rest on my cheek. I bit my lip and looked away
from his eyes, still not being able to tell him the truth, although I'm pretty sure he'd already
worked it out. "You're sleeping with Brian." He stated, letting his hand drop from my
cheek. I quickly panicked, looking up to his eyes, which were now fixated on the floor.
"Was. I was sleeping with him. Not now. I love you Jim. And Bri loves Zacky.
Neither of us would cheat." I quickly rambled on, trying to convince Jimmy I hadn't cheated.
His eyes stayed downcast, looking at the floor. "Jim?" I managed to choke out before my
voice broke. He looked up to meet my eyes, sadness shining out of them, making me feel like crying
"You haven't slept with him since we've been together?" I quickly shook my
head. "You swear?" He asked again. Instead of answering straight away I wove my fingers
through his hand which had been on my cheek, and used my other hand to weave through his hair and
pull him closer to me so that I could kiss him lips. I tried to show him how much I loved him
through that kiss, slowly moving my lips against his, parting my lips and running my tongue along
his bottom lip. He opened his mouth and I pushed my tongue in, our tongues dancing together slowly.
I pulled back to break the kiss and leant my forehead to his; staring in his eyes.
swear on my life." I answered; honestly. He gripped my hand tightly and kissed me
"Why?" He whispered. Why what? I thought in confusion.
what?" I said, voicing my previous thoughts.
"Why were you sleeping with him?"
He asked, tilting his head to the side.
"Because I couldn't get up the courage to tell
you...And Brian had convinced himself Zee wasn't gay...So we were just making do with each other I
"So, you didn't love him then?" He asked, looking a little bit
happier than before. I laughed.
"No I didn't. I didn't love him and he didn't love
me." I admitted. We both knew we were only together for the sex.
"So if neither of
you loved each other, then you must have just been together for the sex." Jimmy said, voicing
my exact thoughts. I gave a quick nod, confirming his thoughts. "So...Who's better in
bed?" He asked, giving me a mischievous grin. I laughed a shook my head.
think Brian is." I said, grinning back at him. Of course I was lying; Jimmy knew that by the
tone of my voice.
"Nothing I could do to change that?" He said, kissing my lips and
then moving down to bite my neck.
"Y'know what? I think I need more experience of sex
with you before I can make a fair judgement." I mumbled as Jimmy pushed me so I was laying flat
on my back in the sofa. He laughed at my comment, his warm breath lingering on my neck. He straddled
my hips and leaned down so that his body was over mine, using his elbows as support as he continued
his assault on my neck. I locked my hands in his hair, keeping his lips locked on my neck and hooked
one leg around the back of his, trying to pull him closer to me. He bit my collar bone, causing me
to moan and involuntary bucked my hips against him. I felt him smile against my neck so I rubbed my
hips again him to make moan too and I smiled.
I felt him try to unbutton my shirt but he gave
up after a couple of seconds and made do with ripping it open; sending buttons everywhere. I laughed
at his impatience and shrugged the shirt of my shoulders before any more harm could come to it;
luckily it wasn't a favourite of mine otherwise Jimmy would have been in trouble. Me and Jimmy both
froze and looked to the door as we heard the handle turn. The door was pushed open and Matt walked
in, before freezing when his eyes found us.
“Ohhhh god.” He mumbled, covering his eyes with his hands. Me and Jimmy both grinned,
trying to contain our laughter. “I'm going out alright? Call me when you're finished.”
He turned and quickly walked off the bus again, closing the door behind him. Jimmy laughed and I
looked up to meet his eyes.
“Poor little Matt must me very mentally scarred by now.” I said; grinning.
“It's his own fault, should learn to knock.” Jimmy said, before lowering his head
kissing me, continuing with his previous task, forgetting the brief encounter with Matt…
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