Whilst we are descending, I give Zacky a little insight as to why I am making such a big move, and change in my life. I was careful not to open up too much. I know better than that.

“So where are you staying once you get to Cali?” Zacky enquired.

“Well, I had some money, so bought a house. Not much, but it’ll do. I gotta decorate it though. That place needs a damn face lift!”

Zacky chuckles, “Does it really look that bad?”

“Ah. Yeah! It’s not a medieval-gothic-punk or anything like that. It’s white, plain, and…. Dull.”
We both laughed like complete idiots.

***
We landed in LAX at 1:44 PM. Damn I was tired. I took my carry-on luggage with me, which was just my handbag, and made my way to get my suitcases, with what little things I had left after shipping most of it away.
By no manner of coincidence, I’m sure, Zacky’s suitcase just so happened to be snugly placed next to mine. As he came up to collect it, he had a huge grin on his face, that he couldn’t seem to wipe off. I just rolled my eyes and returned his grin.

“Fancy meeting you here.” Zacky says in a mockingly shocked tone.
I just gave him a look that said ‘Are you fucking kidding me?’ but couldn’t help but laugh.

“So, do you know where your house is?”

“I have it written down on a little piece of paper… somewhere.” I reply, as I rummage through my handbag and check all my storage areas. Back pockets, front pockets, jacket pocket, and bra.

Zacky just smiled and laughed as I put one hand on each of my breasts.

“What?” I exclaim, “I put a lot of things in there. It’s safe.” I say with a smile.

“No judgement.” Zacky composes himself, with a smile.

“Found it!” I say triumphantly.

“Oh shit! I should’ve known.” He sighs with a hint of laughter.

“What?” I ask.

“ZACKY BABY!!!!!” my ears are invaded with the screams from outside.
The next thing I know, Zacky has dropped his bags, and gotten himself in a brace position. No sooner had he done that, four big tattooed guys sprint at him like a cheetah sprinting afters its prey.

They hit Zacky with so much force, that I think he is going to fall over. They are all hugging him and moving around, so I helped out and moved Zacky’s things away from the horde of big, muscly, tattooed men, and wait for them to calm down.

“Awww I missed you baby!” Said one.

“Aww me too!” Said another. And then they all laughed.

“Alright, alright. Get off me now fuckers, I need some room to breathe.” Zacky called, breathlessly.

I was sitting there smiling to myself. Zacky looked over at me and smiled a cheeky smile that made me go weak at the knees, so I used my suitcases to hold myself up briefly.
Then one of the guys noticed me standing there with the luggage, and introduced himself.

“I’m sorry, where are my manners? My name is Matt.” I shook his outstretched hand. He looked down and my partially unzipped jacket, where my death bat tattoo was visible, and smiled.

“Shit sorry! Umm guys this is Gee. Gee, this is Johnny, Brian, Matt and Jimmy.” Zacky introduced.

“Hi.” I said with a sweet smile.

“Hello.”

“Hi.”

“Hey.”

“Why hello there.” Jimmy said and a creepily seductive tone. I laughed and gave him a small wave.

“Hi.” I replied.

I have a smile on my face the whole time. I didn’t know what else to do. I just met my fucking idols! What was I supposed to do?! I moved Zacky’s things into his hands, and then looked back up at the 5 sexiest guys I have ever met in my life!

Zacky broke my silence, and my train of thought, bringing me back to planet earth.

“Gee, just moved here from Australia.”

“Shit! Really?” Jimmy says. I nod and smile. “I love Australia! The people there are so cool, and fuck they’re funny!”

“Well not a lot’s changed since you were there last. Except for the weather’s gotten hotter, and the beer’s gotten colder.”I say, starting to feel less tense.

“Has it gotten any better?” Matt asks.

“God no!” I reply quickly with a chuckle. The boys let out little chuckles themselves.

“So where do you live?” Brian asked.

“I don’t know it off by heart,” I say as I pull out the piece of paper from my pocket, “and I haven’t a clue where it is located, but I know it’s somewhere in Huntington Beach… Possibly.” I say with a smile. Brian laughs.

“Well give us a look then.” Brian stretches out his wonderfully tattooed arm. I hesitate, look at his hand, and then look back up at him. “I’m not a stalker. I just wanna help out. We all do.”

“For sure.”

“Yep!”

“Absolutely!” Jimmy says extravagantly. Zacky just smiles, and looks a little embarrassed. I give him a reassuring smile, and give him the paper. All five guys crowd around it, and then they smile and look at one another.

“What?” I ask, expecting them to tell me something shocking.

“Guess who lives on your street?” Matt asks with a huge grin on his face.

“Who?” I ask a little afraid now.

“Me!” Jimmy says really loudly, in a sing-song voice

Notes

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