♥ ♥ Synyster ♥ ♥
I won’t kid myself.
Right now. I wanted her. More than anything else.
She was my new addiction.
And what I wanted to do right now, was bust in that bathroom, carry her to my bed, and feel her once again.
Damn females. Why are they so difficult?
No. Why is she so difficult?
The guys came back into the living room, joined by My Chemical Romance. I faked a yawn, getting up to my feet. “Hey guys, you took too long.” I mumbled. “Now I wanna go to bed...” I moaned sleepily.
“Oh, come on, a party isn’t one without Synyster Gates...” Mikey Way muttered, walking over to me, giving me a manly hug.
“Thanks dude, but I’m kind of catching a fever soon, so...” I trailed, hopping onto my bed, getting under the covers.
At that moment, she walked out, looking even more beautiful than usual. She had applied another type of make-up. Some stuff I’ve never seen her do. She had her eyes outlined with blue this time.
“Hello.” She smiled at everyone, keeping her eyes safely away from mine.
“And that’s the one and only, Fox.” Matt made his intro.
Fox bowed, giggling a little. How can she pretend she’s not slightly nerved by what happened between us? Am I just turning into a pathetic man?
“Umm, hey Fox.” The boys greeted.
“Hola~” she giggled again.
“I’m gonna guess you don’t know who they are...?” Val asked.
“MCR?” Fox asked. “They’re like one o’my favorite bands!” she squeaked.
“Oh, wow, yay!” Frank squeaked with her, causing her to break into a fit of giggles.
“It’s always good to have beautiful fans.” Ray grinned.
She smiled, and sat on Zacky’s lap. “So, what’s the plan for tonight?” she asked.
“We could... go clubbin’?” The Rev chirped.
“Or, we could have our fun in the hotel?” Mikey used a scary tone.
“So, who’re ya with, Foxy?” Gerard asked.
“Umm, I’m with the vampires, of course!” she giggled to herself.
“That’s us.” Both my band mates and MCR bellowed. She giggled even more.
“Ok, I’d rather... we stay here?” she questioned; everyone nodded, or chorused words of agreement. “And then... we can get drunk and play some games, order pizzas and dance the night away~” she giggled hysterically, walking to the nightstand, sitting on the bed, and picking up the hotel phone.
“Ok, so what now?” Mikey asked.
“Val, get a bottle of water for truth or dare...” Fox instructed, hanging up the phone, she went to follow Val in the mini kitchen.
I felt some weight launch on me, and Zacky landed onto me, his butt on my stomach. “Dude, stop acting sleepy and get your ass down with us!” he started hitting me.
Geez, if he doesn’t grow up... I sat up, causing Zacky to fall off.
“Geez, you guys...” Fox comes to his rescue, and helped him sit up. “You okay, Zack?” she asked.
He beamed at her. “A fly like Gates can’t break me!” he snickered.
She sighed, patting his head, and heading back to the mini kitchen. I hopped off the bed, taking off my black t-shirt, tossing it on my bed. “Fox, darling, pass me a beer.” I decided to be as random and normal as she’s acting to be.
Fox threw a bottle at me, and I took a swig after snapping the top off. She wandered off to her bag, pulling out two speakers, and an iPod. She did some plugging, and music blasted through the room. It was a very weird song, I’d probably have switched while it aired on the radio.
She danced while walking her way to the kitchen. She came back out with a tray of wine, glasses, beer and chocolate. She took a beer, snapping the top off, taking a sip, still on her feet. She started dancing to the song, just lightly, doing spins when the beat allowed; and she sang along, with her soft voice.
American girls are weather and noise
Playing the changes for all of the boys
Holding a candle right up to my hand
Making me feel so incredible
If I made you cry, please tell me why
I'll try again if you let me try
American girls are feathers and cream
Come into bed so edible
She giggled, sitting down next to Zacky and Val. “I’ll go~” she sang, taking the bottle from the middle of the group. “Truth or dare, Val?” she asked as she spun it, and the lid side, landed on Valary.
“Dare!”
“Ok, I dare you to get up, and seat yourself onto Jimmy.”
“Aww, fine.” Val got up, walked over to Jimmy sitting onto his lap. His arms immediately wound around her waist, and Taylor giggled.
“Ok, my turn!” Val squeaked, spinning the bottle. The lid side landed on Gerard. “G-boy, truth or dare?” she asked him deviously.
“Dare, for fucking sure!” he answered.
“Uhmm,” Val pondered. “Oh, make out with Johnny!” Fox giggled uncontrollably watching the two approach each other in disgust.
“Ok, my turn!” Gerard spun the bottle, and the lid landed on Fox.
“Dare!” Fox said before he even asked.
“Ok, well...” he paused. “I dare you to pole dance some... even though there’s no pole, but you can use Gates, he’d make a good pole."
She frowned, walked to me, and snapped me up by my hand, sharply. I realized what she was doing, and so stood. She started dancing after Val picked a song, swaying against me, hitting my legs, my hips; torturing me as much as she’d possibly can.
I managed to keep myself under tame, composing my face, somehow.
The game processed between Johnny stripping, and running out in the hotel hallway’s shouting “I’m a rubber duck.” And everyone was taking the advantage of the fact that Fox was single...
“Ok, I think that’s enough of this game.” I stood up, walking to the balcony.
♥ ♥ Taylor/Fox ♥ ♥
“Fox, go talk to him...” Zacky started.
“Why me?” I snapped. “You’re his dearest buddy, you go!” I crossed my arms onto my chest.
“You get him to talk, we all don’t.” Zacky argued.
“Ughhh, Zacky!” I groaned, getting to my feet. I walked my way to the balcony, sliding the glass door behind me. He stood there, looking down at the city, cigarette in his right hand, and a beer in his left. “Hey...” I greeted, letting him know I was here.
“Having fun?” he asked.
“Not really.” I replied truthfully.
“How come?” he turned to look at me, and I sighed.
“You’re not having fun, either.” I told him, biting my nail.
“How could you tell?” he asked.
“Your eyes.”
“What else did my eyes say?” Brian approached me, standing inches before me. And I could feel the heat radiating off his body. My heart, as always accelerated, as it usually did when he stood this close to me. My eyes bore into his chocolate eyes, and all I wanted to do was run my arms around him, my hands releasing their grip on his hair-
At that moment, a cold breeze washed through us. My hair flipped and went in various directions till the wind calmed. His hand traced my cheekbone; brushing my hair behind my ear, he stepped out of the balcony, leaving me to ponder on my own.
I walked back in, to see Frank in a head lock with Zacky; with Zacky yelling “Mates, I’m gonna die! Please, reporn me once I do~” extremely dramatic. Gerard and Matt were talking incoherent things; Jimmy was on the floor, with Bob on his stomach. Val was punching Johnny for some joke he made of her, chorusing a “You’re an ass!” as she punched him lightly.
I stood there, eyebrows stitched together. I broke into hysterical laughs at them, causing them all to look at me.
“I should video tape all of you, and sell it. I bet I’d get rich.”
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