Brian jumped at the knock on the bathroom door, he'd been a million miles away, lost in his thoughts. Sliding the lock, he sat back down on the toilet seat and shifted his legs, pulling them to his chest and resting his chin on the top. Glancing up at Jimmy, the guitarist didn't need to utter a word, Jimmy sidled in and shut the door behind him before putting his crystal blue gaze on his best friend. "Zacky?"
Brian snorted, "how'd you guess?" Putting his thumb back into his mouth, he resumed chewing on the nail, deep in thought. "What do I do?"
"You could always tell him what you're thinking? It's not such an alien concept ya know."
Brian rolled his eyes and continue to chew absentmindedly. "I wanna do things to him Jim, bad things, but I can't tell him that! He'd run a mile and I don't even know if he actually fucking likes me!"
"There's only one way to find out Bri, gotta talk to each other." With a resounding sigh, he got up and followed Jimmy out of the bathroom, down the hall and into their little dressing room for the night. His stomach flip flopped when Zacky looked up from his guitar and trained his eyes on him, those piercing green eyes as if seeing right into his soul. Jimmy raised his brow at Brian, jerking his head in the direction of said guitarist but Brian shook his head, now wasn't the right time. Pulling a face at Jimmy's exaggerated eye roll, he sat down next to Matt and decided he would talk to Zack when they got to the hotel later that night, the very thought making him feel physically sick.
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December 18th, 2013 at 09:34pm