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Animosity In The Ranks

Chapter 15

"So same as usual?" you asked after you had washed Jeph's hair.

You at least had a proper hair washing sink installed in the downstairs, not really in the bathroom but actually against a segment of wall that was covered in slate stone. You had figured it was smarter when you started getting people on a regular basis, because you never really liked washing their hair in the bathtub or the bathroom sink.

"Basically, just a little shorter on the sides this time. Kind of like when you did Kowalewicz's hair the last time," Jeph said sitting down in the chair.

"How is Ben?" you asked as you combed out Jeph's hair.

"He was good the last time I saw him," Jeph said, closing his eyes as you worked his hair.

"You know for the longest time I thought his name was actually Billy Talent. And that they just used his name for the band name," you confessed.

"Oh that's precious. I think I'll have to pass that on to them," Jeph chuckled.

"Hey, be nice. I bet it's a common miss conception," you said in defense.

"Oh I'm sure," Jeph said sarcastically.

"Hey ow," Jeph yelped, eyes popping open and grabbing his nose.

"That's for being a pain," you said waving the comb you had just bopped him on the nose with at him.

"Bossy lady," Jeph whispered.

"That's right and don't you forget it. Especially since I am the one with the scissors in hand," you said, opening and closing the blades of the scissors threateningly.

"Got it," Jeph said, closing his eyes again.

"So how's the music business treating you wild and crazy guys?" you asked as you began separating and cutting his hair.

"As good as ever. Bert still doesn't shower often, big surprise there," Jeph said.

"Go figure. Remember the time he wanted me to do his hair?" you asked, laughing at the memory.

"Yeah. I think the only reason he asked was so you would wash his hair and he wouldn't have to do it himself, or actually take shower," Jeph joked.

"Gah. I love that boy to death, but he and a bar of soap need to be reacquainted. That or a bucket of bleach and boiling hot water. How's Quinn?" you asked.

"Quinn is good. He's really stepping up his guitar work, he's getting really good. Like really really good," Jeph said, sounding fairly impressed.

"Good. And you. How are you?" you asked, snipping off pieces of his hair.

"I'm all right I guess. Music is coming out amazing as usual, the fans are keeping me on my toes more than ever. It's just I don't know," Jeph said shrugging his shoulders.

"Feels like you need a vacation," you said as you lined up his long front pieces, making sure to get the right length.

"Exactly," Jeph said, opening his eyes and staring right into yours since you were bent down in front of him.

"Told ya. I'm a mind reader I am," you joked standing up.

You took a small towel that you had stuffed into your pocket and started to towel dry Jeph's hair, a little rougher than most people since he was someone you considered a friend.

"Hey, hey, hey. Watch the scalp and hair lady. I'd like to keep those," Jeph said, jumping out of the chair to get away from you and your crazy toweling.

"Sit down you pussy so I can finish and show you," you chided.

Jeph obliged, warily, and you went about finishing the towel drying. After it was dry you combed it out a bit before squeezing gel onto your fingers.

"Now the fun squishy part," you said gleefully.

You ran your fingers through Jeph's hair, putting it into it's proper place. You went around to the front of him and futzed with it till it looked like you wanted it to before going and getting a hand held mirror. You returned with mirror in hand and jumped in front of Jeph, holding it in front of his face.

"Ta da!" you shouted.

"Beautiful darling, just beautiful," Jeph replied, his voice oozing with a fake dramatic accent as he looked at his hair.

"Ever so glad you approve," you said in your own fake snooty accent as you put the mirror down on your cart.

"So what are you doing tonight?" Jeph asked as he took off the neck apron and shook it onto the floor before folding it and placing it on the now empty chair.

"Nothing really. Just stayin home. There's a few good movies, an unopened box of microwave popcorn, and a couch cushion with my name on it," you said as you swept up the hair from the floor.

"Care to share?" Jeph asked, grabbing the dust pan and holding it for you, then dumping it in the trash.

"You don't have massive Used plans?" you asked skeptically.

"Nah none that I really feel like attending. Besides, didn't you say I needed a vacation?" Jeph asked.

"That I did, that I did. You go pick the first movie, I'll go start the popcorn," you said running off towards the kitchen, taking the broom with you.

Five minutes later you brought out a giant bowl of popcorn, you had popped three bags of popcorn and dumped them all into one bowl. Bowl resting against your hip you also brought out two cold beers to top the whole thing off. Walking up behind Jeph you dropped one cold beer in his lap.

"Oh that's cold, that's cold," Jeph said picking the beer out of his lap.

"That's generally how they are best enjoyed," you said coming around to the front of the couch and placing the bowl on the coffee table.

"Holy mother of all popcorn," Jeph exclaimed.

"I'm a popcorn freak, and we have a lot of movies to watch. I don't feel like having to move very often on these types of nights," you explained as you dumped a bunch of popcorn on a long piece of paper towel and placed it on your lap.

"So what's first?" you asked, mouth semi full of popcorn.

"Zombies," Jeph said, laughing at your popcorn full mouth.

"Oo oo I love zombies. Which one?" you asked, popping the top off your beer.

"Dawn of the Dead," Jeph said as he grabbed the DVD remote.

"New or old?" you asked taking a sip of beer before placing it on the coffee table, forgoing a coaster.

"You have both? I didn't know you had both," Jeph whined.

"Yup, I do. But I love the old one the best. So which one?" you asked again, shoving more popcorn into your mouth.

"The old," Jeph said triumphantly.

"Woo hoo," you shouted, throwing a few pieces of popcorn into the air like confetti causing Jeph to break out laughing.

"Just don't sit on them, eat them instead," you said picking the random popcorn pieces off the couch and tossing them into your mouth.

"Can do," Jeph said picking one up from next to his upper thigh and eating it.

"Ewww butt popcorn," you said, making a face as the main menu came on.

"Oh shut it," Jeph said as he pushed play.
-xXx-
The two of you watched movie after movie, eventually finishing the popcorn during the third movie. Sighing at the empty bowl you gave Jeph puppy dog eyes, looking at him then back down at the bowl and back up again dramatically.

"All right I'll make more popcorn," Jeph sighed, pausing the movie and picking himself up off the couch.

"Yes! And I'll get more beer after I change. Want something to wear? I know I have something of Matt's or Jimmy's laying around," you shouted as you ran up the spiral staircase.

"What you don't want me lounging around in my tiny little speedo undies?" Jeph teased.

"Knock yourself out dude. It's just that I have the air on and it might get a little cold in that," you said as you threw on your sweats and an old Avenged Sevenfold t-shirt, it was one of their first ever screen printed actually, you'd had it forever.

"I think I'll go with something of one of the guys," Jeph shouted over the loud popping of the popcorn.

You dug through your closet knowing that you kept some of the guys clothing around somewhere seeing as how it was the comfiest ever. Finding a pair of Jimmy's pajama bottoms and one of Matt's tank tops you took them downstairs to Jeph.

"Here ya go speedo boy," you said tossing the clothes at him in the kitchen.

"Thank you kindly. Last bag of popcorn is almost done," he said as he walked towards the downstairs bathroom to change.

You dumped the popcorn into the bowl when the microwave beeped and went and got two more beers from the fridge. You loved that it never seemed to go empty regardless of how many were drank. Closing the fridge you turned to see Jeph standing in the middle of the kitchen posing dramatically.

"What do you think?" Jeph asked in a British accent, a hand limply draped over his forehead.

"I think you should have saved some of that line of crack you did in the bathroom for me," you said throwing the beer to him one by one.

"How'd you know? Did I leave a little white powder on my nose again?" he asked as he dramatically went in circles trying to look at the underside of his nose.

"Nut job," you laughed as you carried the bowl into the living room

"Guess that's better than calling me blow job," Jeph added, nonchalantly shrugging his shoulders.

"I'll agree," you said plopping down on the couch and pushing play.

During the movie following that one, not really a chic flick but definitely a drama, you felt something brush your pinky finger. Figuring it was a fly or something you paid it no mind and continued watching the movie.

A few minutes later you felt Jeph's pinky hook onto yours gently. You looked down at the space between you and Jeph on the couch cushion and gazed at your interlocked pinkies. Slowly you looked up at Jeph, he was facing the t.v. but then turned and looked at you. He smiled slowly and when you smiled back gave your pinky a squeeze before going back to watching the movie. You soon followed suit.

He never really took it any farther than that for most of the movie, but near the end he moved his hand a bit more and interlocked his ring finger and his pinky with yours. You smiled down at your intertwined fingers and gave his hand a squeeze.

"This doesn't bother you?" he asked when the movie ended.

"No. Not really," you replied.

He let go of your hand and went to go put in another movie then sat back down.

"Good," he said.

As he sat down he grabbed your hand and pulled you over closer to him on his side of the couch. You obliged and scooted closer. As you got close he pulled you so you were leaning against his side and he could drape his arm around your shoulders. You scooted in closer against him and bent your far arm up so you could lace fingers with his hand that was around your shoulders.

"I like this," he said as the movie started.

"Me too," you added softly as you focused on the movie.

After the fifth movie you felt your eyes closing, battling them for a bit you finally decided to not fight them anymore and fell asleep.

Notes

What is this?
Jeph Howard moving into the action?

Comments

Out of all the fanfics this is the one I've read through 3 times through all 108 chapters. This is one of the best Zacky fics I've read and I still hope it'll be continued one day ; v; a very good read for any Zacky fan.

Tipikly Tipikly
5/3/18

Annnd new chapters....now?! Lol please.

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11/10/17

Update, please!! I love this so much!!!!

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12/24/16

I need moar!!!!

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2/4/15

OMG PLEASE UPDATE!!!! <3 this story!

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9/3/14