island in the sun

Olivia Cole

Olivia sat on the bench overlooking the mesmerizing beach and sea, taking in the surroundings of this heavenly place. She agreed to go with her best friend, Lesley, on a trip to a tropical island; one that's well known for it's beauty and booze. The purple haired woman felt a buzz in her pocket, and upon pulling out her phone, she grinned widely. For around four months she'd been talking to this guy online; Zacky his name was. He was on a scale more advanced than hot, and she felt an attraction to him. Thankfully he returned her message, and since then they've been talking non-stop - and sometimes they would message each other 'xxx' after a message. Opening up their conversation over the messaging app, she pressed the on-screen keyboard quickly.

'Apparently there's an amazing bar down the road from the hotel; I've heard from the locals that the drinks they serve are incredible... Fancy joining me there sometime this week? Only if you're free! c: xx'

She showed him a picture of the beautiful beach that her hotel was in close proximity too, and soon the conversation evolved to the 'Golden Eagle Hotel', where she was staying... Turns out Zacky was staying at the hotel next to her, 'The Golden Sun'.

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Matt loved going on vacation; especially when people didn't know who he was. Not many people on this tropical island knew of Avenged Sevenfold - and he liked that in a way. It allowed him to be relaxed without being bothered for autographs or pictures. Sure, he loved the fans - but sometimes it all got a bit much, and he needed some time off from the touring... Some time to feel 'normal' again.

Currently sitting at a bar located deep in the center of the capital, he ordered one of their signature beers iconic to this country.

"Tiger Beer, please." He nodded at the bartender, and rolled his shoulders back and forth a few times. Wearing a sleeveless shirt that exposed his tattoos made him look slightly intimidating from the back, but that meant that not many people approached him or had a chance of recognizing that. Thanking the bartender, he took a few swigs of the beer, before letting out a happy sigh. Matt loved the idea of retreating somewhere like this to just chill and relax; but music was his thing. He couldn't let the band or the fans down.

((didn't know how much you liked to write, but hopefully this is okay ))

(It's great! )

Zacky sighed as he ran his fingers through his hair, biting his thumb nail as he looked out his hotel room window. A couple of the guys went to the bar while others were just relaxing in the room. Zacky on the other hand wasn't relaxing at all. He had his nerves all up in a bunch at the moment, thanks to the fact that the girl he currently was crushing hard core on and was lying out of his ass to was also vacationing at the same spot that he was. He didn't have a clue as to what in the hell he was going to do when the time came when she was going to want to meet. She was at the hotel not far from his. How was Zacky even going to be able to walk outside without her spotting him, only to want to take a picture and send it to the Zacky that he'd made up online? He was making all of these crazy scenarios up in his head that was driving him absolutely bonkers.

He groaned and flopped down onto his bed, burying his face into his pillow. He felt his phone vibrate next to him, peeking an eye out and reading the text message that he'd gotten from Olivia. He grinned, chuckling softly at the text. Of course he'd love to join her for a drink at some point this week. He wanted to go see her now if he could. He was too chicken to and first he needed to confront her about his secret.

'Of course I'd love to meet up with you for drinks sometime this week. I really have no plans, I'm just going with the flow all week. (;' Zacky sighed softly and sat his phone on the pillow next to him, scrunching his nose up.

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Lesley hummed softly to herself as she looked through all of the shops on the strip, picking up little odds and ends for her new home in California. She'd gotten a rather large house and she had no where near enough furniture to fill it up with since she was coming from a pretty small apartment. She had no idea what provoked her to buy such a large house to begin with. Probably because the cost of it of equal or possibly lesser value of her apartment altogether.
Lesley really needed this vacation with her best friend, Olivia. Which she knew that the other girl needed as well. They both were in a bit of a mental rut as of late. Olivia being in a creative bind and Lesley was just... she didn't know what she wanted to do with her life anymore. She felt like she was going through a midlife crisis in her twenties. But she was desperately hoping that moving to Cali to make her multiple dreams in practically everything come true would help her.

She eventually ended up heading back towards the hotel with multiple bags on her arms, all of them things for her new home that she thought would fit very well with her unknown theme. Nothing she picked up went with the other but that was how she liked things. No room would match the other. She was about to go into the hotel when she noticed Olivia sitting on the beach, grinning wildly. "Livia!" She called out, skipping towards her. "It's getting late. Let's get ready to go out and have a good time on the town," she said, her eyes widening when she ended up dropping a bag. "Shit," she cursed, carefully bending down and picking up the bag. "I think I've almost reached my limit of spending already."

Olivia couldn't help but laugh at the amount of bags Lesley had in her hands. The purple haired woman knew Lesley was a sucker for deals; a reason why she didn't let her shop alone... But, today, she wanted to relax and not be dragged around shops the whole day. Standing up from the bench, Olivia took a bag from Lesley and simply smiled. "Well, luckily for you, I've only brought an ice-cream since we've been here - so there'll be enough for drinks later." With a friendly wink, Olivia started to walk back towards the rooms in the hotel.

A flight of stairs later, they arrived at their room. With a hand free, Olivia opened the door with the key-card before helping Lesley place the bags on the floor. "Shit, it looks like you've brought a whole shop!" Playfully punching Lesley lightly in the shoulder, Olivia walked over to her bed and sat on the edge of it.

Pulling out her phone, she smirked at the message on the screen. 'Well, I'd love to see you soon!!'

Now with the phone on the bed, she stood up and looked over at Lesley. "So.. What did ya' buy?" Sitting down on the floor near a bag, she smiled as she waited for Lesley to talk about the items that, from outside the bag, looked quite quirky.

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Matt tapped his foot against the floor, finishing his beer before leaving a small tip for the bartender. Walking back to the hotel, he jogged up the flight of stairs before he got to Zacky's room. With a knock on the door, Matt waited for the other to open up.

"Zacky? It's me.. Dude, open up - I've found the best pool table in a bar and I've gotta' show you!" Matt knew how much the other liked playing, so he hoped that would lighten his spirits. Matt knew Zacky was nervous because of this girl he met online; and while he didn't know much, he knew Zacky - and when he's as nervous as this, it's because there's some connection there.

The idea played around in his mind that Zacky hadn't told her about his lifestyle as a band member, but he brushed that off. Part of him cared, the other part didn't... He wouldn't bring it up - last time Brian did Zacky wasn't happy.

"Zee, come on dude. It'll ease up your nerves, I promise."

Zacky groaned when he heard someone at the hotel room door, huffing when he realized that it was Matt. He really didn't want to get up and answer that right now. Especially since he was actually rather comfy in the position he was in. Plus he didn't want to get up and go out anywhere, even if he did like pool tables. "Alright, alright," he grumbled, getting up and opening up the door to let his friend in. "Whats all this about a great pool table?" he asked as he raised a brow. Zacky actually loved going to the bar and playing pool. It was one of his favorite past times while he was hanging out at the bar instead of just sitting there and staring at his bottle. That was so overrated and it made him want to go to sleep sometimes.

"So where is it and when are we going?" he asked, walking over to his phone as it vibrated on the pillow where he left it. He grinned a bit as he read it.

I can't wait to see you. Well, I can't wait to finally meet you, really. I've got butterflies in my stomach just thinking about it, as fucking girly as that sounds.

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Lesley laughed as she followed Olivia up the flights of stairs to their room, glad the other girl had taken some of her bags. When the got inside the room, she sat the bags down on her bed and shuffled through them. "I only got stuff for the house, really. They were all too neat to pass up on. I love the tropical vibe they have and since I'm going to be living in California and the house is overlooking the beach, I want to incorporate that vibe with it also," she said thoughtfully, pulling out a few pieces to show her before putting them back in her bag. She was going to have to find a post office and mail them to herself since she had no room in her suit case for this stuff nor did she want to pay for the extra baggage.

"So I was thinking that we should go to that bar that you've had your eye set on since we got here," Lesley said with a smirk, taking her shoes off and rummaging through her bags to find something sexy to wear. She eventually found a brightly blue colored halter dress that was very flowing, which she thought was very fitting for the trip. It had a deep v neck in the front so it showed off the perfect amount of cleavage. She went to the bathroom, stripping off the current clothes she had been wearing before freshening up and putting on her dress.

If Olivia was honest, she wasn't listening to Lesley; and while she was intrigued why the other brought a neon orange lamp, something else was on her mind.. Someone else. "Hell yeah; it has the best reviews, and I'm pretty damn sure there's a pool table!" With a large grin, she started to look through her own suitcase for clothes to wear. The woman was in a pickle; the only thing she brought were jeans and shirts, but she soon decided on a cute outfit.

Her phone buzzed, and she stood from her position on the floor to pick it up. With a smirk, she sat down on the bed with the clothes beside her, eager to reply back. Lesley soon opened the door to the bathroom, and Olivia scooped up the clothes in one hand with her phone in the other. "I'm just going to get changed, and by the way - you look great! Trying to impress the locals?" With a wink, she closed the bathroom door and got changed. Taking a picture of her outfit in the mirror, she opened up her texts.

'I'm feeling the exact same way too... Did you want to meet tonight? Only if you're free, of course. I'm wearing this if the purple hair doesn't make me recognizable. If you see me from afar, call my name - it'll be like a scene from a Disney movie ;P

Attaching the photo, she walked out of the bathroom and met Lesley with a smile.

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"Right, so there's this bar with a name I can't pronounce, but it's next to the surfboard rental shop; you know, the one we passed from the beach to this hotel. Anyway, I thought it'll be nice for you to get out of this stuffy hotel room, you and me play some pool, I beat your ass, and then we have a few drinks... Sounds like the perfect night to me."

Matt tended to ramble when excited, or when trying to persuade, both of which he was doing now. When Zacky's phone vibrated, Matt's gaze averted, but he didn't question it. "I'm going to head down there now, so when you're ready - it's the bar with the big red sign with the parrot statue outside." With a grin, Matt turned around in order to let Zacky freshen himself up, and reply to the text he received.

"Oh, and don't be long - I booked us a pool table slot in ten minutes, so you better get your ass down there so I can beat you!"

And Matt described the bar he wanted to go to, it sounded a lot like the one Olivia wanted to meet at. Zacky bit down hard on his bottom lip, sighing heavily. Zacky grabbed a different shirt from one of the drawers he'd put his things in, quickly changing it and spritzing on some cologne. He was pretty satisfied with his appearence, he was on vacation after all.

Zacky's phone vibrated once again, making him look down at read the text. His eyes widened as he read it, starting to freak out. Olivia was going to be at the bar. What was he supposed to do? He hadn't even come clean yet. "Fuck," he groaned, knowing this was going to happen sooner or later.
'Of course, I'd love to meet tonight. Let me see what my friends are doing and if they have any plans for me and I'll most definitely meet you there. ;)'

"Olivia is going to be at the bar, Matt. I haven't told her who I really am yet. What am I supposed to do?" He asked as he left the hotel room with his friend, walking down the hallway with him. They had a pretty snazzy hotel which Zacky enjoyed very much. Sometimes when they were on tour they couldn't get nice hotels like these, so it was nice to have them on vacation at least.

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Lesley giggled, doing a little twirl. "Why thank you. I guess I am. Either a local or another tourist I can shack up with in their hotel room," she said as she wiggled her brow. Lesley really wasn't looking for any of that while she was here though. At least she didn't think she was. Whatever was going to happen was going to happen though and she wouldn't stop it if it did. This was the vacation of her dreams after all. She was so excited that she was able to spend it with her best friend. That's only if she didn't get to meet the man of her dreams that she'd been talking to online for the past several months.

Lesley looked up when Olivia came out of the bathroom smirking and giving her a thumbs up. "You look hot," she said as she giggled. "Have you talked to your honeypot? Are you going to meet up with him at the bar?" Lesley slipped on her sandles, grabbing her clutch and putting some money in it and her I.D before following Olivia out of the hotel once she was ready. Lesley was just ready to get her drink on and mingle with the people. No one knew them here and she was more than likely never going to see them again so she could do the most embarsssing things she wanted.

Olivia looked up from her phone, and let out a small nervous giggle. "Well, yeah - we're meeting at the bar... I'm so nervous; but I'm so excited~!" With a large grin, Olivia slipped her ID into her own clutch, and slipped on her sandles before following Lesley. "I hope I'm what he expected..." With a shrug, she held her head high to escape from her nervous thoughts, and breathed in the tropical air.

When the two got to the bar, Olivia took a seat up at the bar and patted the stool next to her for Lesley to sit on. "Now, since you've practically spent all your money on furniture, I'll buy the first few rounds - but if there's a guy who catches your eye, he's paying for yours." With a wink, she called down the bartender and ordered a beer. "And she'll have... Well, what do you want? I can't tell if you're in a cocktail or a beer mood."

Laughing lightly, she pulled her phone out of her clutch and opened the messages. She saw Zacky's, and tried not to squeal out loud. God, she'd been waiting for this moment for seven months now.

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"Dude, calm down. If you tell her, you tell her. If you don't, you don't. If she really likes you she'll see you for Zacky Barker, not for Zacky Vengeance... Look, my advice is to do it when ever you feel like it - the moment will strike you, and that's when you should tell her.. It might be straight away, or in two days or more; but it's up to you man." With a pat on the other's back, Matt walked down the streets to get to the bar.

"She'll like you for you, dude. There's no doubt about that, so chill."

Just before they walked in, Matt placed a reassuring hand on Zacky's shoulder before they walked in. Matt saw Zacky look around in order to find the girl, and Matt would of helped - but he didn't know what she looked like. "I'll go get a pool table - looks like there is one free!"

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Zacky gave Matt a look and shook his head. He just didn't understands. If Zacky saw her, no matter when he told her, how was he supposed to explain what he looked like? "I swear lifting all those weights is going straight to your head," he grumbled, looking around the bar for the purple haired girl. Zacky'a eyes widened as he spotted her at the bar, murmuring incoherent things under his breath as he followed Matt to a pool table. He grabbed a waitresses attention, ordering him and Matt a beer before she walked off. "She's at the bar. I've never been so nervous in my life."

Zacky grabbed a pool stick, chalking it up as Matt set up the game. "There's a girl sitting next to her that just turned around and is staring right at us. Jesus Christ I hope she's not with her." Zacky really needed to grow a pair and just walk over there and introduce himself before he fucking went insane.

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Lesley sat down at the bar, ordering her sex on the beach cocktail, thanking the bartender when he gave them their orders. "We're on vacation, I'm definitely drinking the hard stuff," she said with a laugh. "So where's your boo?" She asked, twirling around in her seat at she took a sip of her drink. Lesley scanned over the crowed, her eyes stopping right on this tall, muscular, tattooed hunk of sexy at the pool tables. "Holy shit," she breathed, feeling like she was about to slip out of her chair. "Do you see that? Olivia, come on, you have to be my wing girl while you wait," she said, getting up and dragging her friend out of her stool.

Lesley walked up to the two men playing pool, both of then having a sunkissed glow to their skin. "How's it going, boys?" She asked as she approached them, a small smirk on her face as she looked over the muscular one. When her eyes locked with his she couldn't help but stare into them. He had the most gorgeous set of hazel pools she had ever seen. Then when he smiled at her she thought she was about to go weak in the knees from those damn dimples. He was perfect.

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Zacky gave Matt a look and shook his head. He just didn't understands. If Zacky saw her, no matter when he told her, how was he supposed to explain what he looked like? "I swear lifting all those weights is going straight to your head," he grumbled, looking around the bar for the purple haired girl. Zacky'a eyes widened as he spotted her at the bar, murmuring incoherent things under his breath as he followed Matt to a pool table. He grabbed a waitresses attention, ordering him and Matt a beer before she walked off. "She's at the bar. I've never been so nervous in my life."

Zacky grabbed a pool stick, chalking it up as Matt set up the game. "There's a girl sitting next to her that just turned around and is staring right at us. Jesus Christ I hope she's not with her." Zacky really needed to grow a pair and just walk over there and introduce himself before he fucking went insane.

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Lesley sat down at the bar, ordering her sex on the beach cocktail, thanking the bartender when he gave them their orders. "We're on vacation, I'm definitely drinking the hard stuff," she said with a laugh. "So where's your boo?" She asked, twirling around in her seat at she took a sip of her drink. Lesley scanned over the crowed, her eyes stopping right on this tall, muscular, tattooed hunk of sexy at the pool tables. "Holy shit," she breathed, feeling like she was about to slip out of her chair. "Do you see that? Olivia, come on, you have to be my wing girl while you wait," she said, getting up and dragging her friend out of her stool.

Lesley walked up to the two men playing pool, both of then having a sunkissed glow to their skin. "How's it going, boys?" She asked as she approached them, a small smirk on her face as she looked over the muscular one. When her eyes locked with his she couldn't help but stare into them. He had the most gorgeous set of hazel pools she had ever seen. Then when he smiled at her she thought she was about to go weak in the knees from those damn dimples. He was perfect.