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As Close As Possible-ProloguePrologue
Third Person POV
It was a usual day on the 'Avenged Sevenfold' tour bus. Matt was on the laptop video chatting with his girlfriend Val. Jimmy was poking Johnny with a pretzel, in the face and calling him the usual names. Zacky was taking a shower. While Brian waited in the bunkroom for him. Brian and Zacky have been abnormally close since they were in diapers. If you didn't know any better you would think they were a couple, because, well they even hold hands. What they don't know is they love each other, as more than friends.
As Close As Possible-FourCh.4
I smiled. I got up and went into our bathroom. I got out of my clothes and into the shower. I got finished quickly and got dressed. I put on a black button up with one of my famous red bow ties. With a pair of black tight skinnies and black Converses. I put on some eye liner and pink/red eye shadow. I slick my hair back, just like Bri likes it. I went out into the room, to find a not on the bed. I picked it up and read it.
Zee meet me outside
~ Love Brian <3
I got my jacket on and ran outside. Brian was leaning against the car with a rose in one hand. He looked up at me and smiled. I ran to him and hugged him. "Bri, what's all this for?" He chuckled. "Just something, this is for you." He handed me the red rose, I kissed his cheek. I stepped back to see what he was wearing. He had a black button up on, the first two buttons were unbuttoned, ripped up black skinnies and black and white Nikes.
He laughed. "Like what you see?" I smirked,"You look good Bri." I wrapped my
As Close As Possible-ThreeCh.3
Finally, it's been a long time since Johnny and I have slept in a bed together. I smiled down at him, he smiled up at me. We got our stuff and went into our room. I snuck up behind him, I wrapped my arms around his waist. He flinched.
"Jimbo, you scared me. What are you doing?" I smiled, I kissed his head. "Jay who do you love?" He got out of my grip. "Can't say, you'll hate me." I frowned. "Oh? Who is the special lady?" He frowned. "HE is someone close to us."
I thought, 'Jason, Matt, Shadz, Syn, Zacky, and me. Who could it be?' I went to the bed stumped. He followed and sat on my lap. "It's you Jimmy." I smiled. "Johnny, I love you too." He hugged me, he smiled. We laid down and took a nap.
I stared at Jim and Shorty's door listening. I heard everything. I knew Zack and Syn had feelings for each other, but not them. Don't get me wrong, I'm not homophobic I just didn't know. I'm happy for them. Just then, Syn came out of his and Zacky's room.
"Hey Matt can
As Close As Possible-OneCh. 1
I stood infront of the mirrior thinking and looking at my naked self. 'He will never love your ugly self.' I thought to myself. I knew a long time ago that I love Brian. I am in love with him and he's as straight as a board.
I got a towel and pulled it around my waist and went to our bunkroom. As I came in I noticed Brian sitting on my bunk, he looked up at me. 'Now he'll never love me, he has seen ugly at it's worst.' He smiled, I just got my clothes and changed in the bathroom.
When I came back in he was under my covers and patted the spot next to him, he uncovered the spot and I crawled in. He put his arms around me. This is 'normal' for us. We are closer than two grown men should be.
"What's wrong? Zee, you seem down." I sighed, this is one thing that comes from being so close, we know each other too well. "You know I can tell you everything, but...." He sighed, "I understand. I'll just leave you alone." I grabbed his wrist before he could get out, which means he'
The Furthest We've Ever Been- Chapter TwoBrian's POV
After awhile of just watching TV I got hungry. I mean I ate dinner, but now it's just not enough. I've been having the weirdest cravings. just really could go for a peanut butter and cool ranch doritos sandwhich. I turned some and nuzzled Zacky's neck. He smiled down at me, "What babe?" I smiled back and kissed his cheek. "Would you make me a sandwhich?" He chuckled and got out from behind me. "What do you want on it?" I laid back against the couch. "Peanut butter and cool ranch doritos. And some apple juice if you have it." He shook his head and went to the kitchen.
I laid down on the couch and snuggled into it. I heard a little bark, I leaned down and picked up Icky. He cuddled up against my stomach, I thought it was adorable. He must know that the baby is in there. My thoughts were interuppted when I heard Zacky 'awe'. "How cute." I smiled at him then to Icky, who was now asleep. I sat up some from my laying position on the couch, but not enough to wake Icky. Zack sat at
What Is This Feeling?Prologue
I need help. You see I'm Brian Haner, and for awhile now I've been feeling this weird sensation in my stomach everytime I'm near my best friend Zacky. I'm in tenth grade and have been friends with Zack since sixth grade. Recently I have been noticing things I shouldn't. I need help, and this is my story of why.
The Furthest We've Ever Been- Chapter OneZacky's POV
It's been two months. Two long, painful months. Brian just ignores me now. I know what I had said to him came out wrong. When I said a family, I meant with him, as in adopt. I had been crying, and confiding in Jimmy; because I wasn't sure Brian even wanted kids with me. So here I am, laying on my couch with Ichabod and Majesty, wallowing in self pity.
Oddly enough the door bell rang. I got up and answered the door. Brian was standing in front of me crying when I opened it. "Bri What's wrong?" He sighed almost painfully. "Can I come in?" I moved out of the way, he walked straight to the living room. I closed the door and followed after him. He sat on the couch and I took a seat on the coffee table in front of him. "Brian, what's going on?" He looked me right in the eyes.
My jaw dropped, my heart raced. "Wh-what do-do you mean pr-pregnant?" I stumbled over my words, trying to get them out as quickly as I could. He put his hands on my knees. "I mean I hav
Her CatalystAs she walks through the maelstrom, the words trace upon the tips of her fingers and press into the stone. Every brick, every crack in the concrete, every crossed and angular stroke in reds and blacks and oranges. The drips of the gasoline pool around the base of her boots, slosh as she steps over the burst pipes and the rubble.
So much rubble. So little outcry. The silence of the city grates on her eardrums and the mantras she'd been forced to memorize. The Seers demanded they observe thirteen years of recitation before they attempt to weave their first World together.
But who other than the Seers can claim the incantations that knot the skeins they twist and pull on like reins hold fast? When have any of the Sisters recorded the visions they traced upon space-time and recited them, left them open for critique and discussion and debate?
Which is why she walks through the chalky soot of the smashed city around her. This all
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