As Days Go By...

I frowned as everyone loaded into their new tour bus. I have to say, it was one hell of an improvement from that smelly, pedophile van of theirs. The only one not in that van now was Zacky. He was too busy telling me how much he'd miss me, how much it sucked that everything is just now falling into place, and how he would not be picking up gross whores in between cities.

He pushed his lips up against mine in a sweet kiss, before moving to my neck and to my shoulder.

"I don't wanna go," he whined, cuddling up against me.

"You have to, Zee," I responded, even though I wished he didn't have to. "Write to me. In every city? Tell me how it is. And call whenever you get the chance."

He smiled and kissed me again. "I will baby. Don't worry."