Eyes Like Sunsets.

I walk around the venue, looking for Jovi again. Lately, I'm the one running around looking for her not the other way around. 

Already knowing Jovi's not at the pop side of the stages I turn around and end up running right into something rock hard. I look up and my stomach starts to do flips again. This guy's gorgeous. He has curly dirty blonde hair, kinda like a Jewfro and a nose ring. He has light greenish-blue eyes. I can't really tell what exact color because the sun is trying to burn holes in my eyeballs. 

"Oh my God!" I exclaim. "I'm so sorry!" I can't believe I ran into the bassist for All Time Low. First Alex now Zack. I have luck!

He chuckles. "It's no problem, it didn't even hurt me. The question is are you okay?"

I hold out my right wrist from where I jammed into him with. "It's kind of sore but nothing bad. . . compared to Jovi's." I smirk, remembering the time where she got a sprain from running into John a few hours ago. 

Zack grins. Even though he doesn't know what happened with Jovi's wrist, he still smiles like he was there, not awkward at all. "I bet." I look around the place, half nervous half awkward. Zack is hot, if it wasn't for Alex's assholeness, I would be falling at Zack's knees in a heartbeat but like every other girl on earth, I have a weakness for assholes and an even bigger weakness for assholes who are players too. "Hey, do you want to hang out or something?" 

Forget having a weakness for assholish players, Zack's body makes me want to jump him. "Do you always take your shirt off casually while asking girls to hang out?" Zack Merrick just took his shirt off. . . OH MY GOD! "I mean, is it like one of your many seducing techniques?"

Zack starts laughing and then he says, "No. It's really fucking hot out here." He puts his well-defined arms in his shirt in the arm holes. "I'll out it back on if it bothers you." He smirks. 

"No, you are definitely fine without your shirt." Zack raises an eyebrow and I realize what I had just said. It's definitely fine."

Zack grins and nods. "So about hanging out? What do you say?"

"Yes," I immediately say. I glance at him wondering if he thinks I'm some psychotic or obsessed fan who quickly says yes to everything he says. I mean, I say yes to everything immediately without even registering with what they're saying. 'I'm going to rape and kill you, is that fine?' 'Yes!'. So I think I need to learn to hear what people say before I say yes to something so something like that doesn't happen. 

"Great!" Zack exclaims. "Follow me." I do as I'm told and follow him, stopping every few ways so he can take pictures and sign autographs for girls. The girls, as I walk away, glare at me. I just shrug it off like I normally do. 

I can honestly say for so many minutes, hours, days, or years later, this is the best day of my life. Ever.