“Cover me, you idiot! To the front, the front!”
“Don’t fucking camp out on me Baker!”
“Wasn’t me, asshole! That was somebody else!”
“You’re lucky you’re so far away from me, or else-”
“Hah! Whatcha gonna do Shads? Hey watch out, watch out!”
“Damn these motherfuckers! Keep your view to your right, A.”
“I know what I’m doing.”
“Heheh. I swear to God you got that arrogant thing straight out of your brother.”
“Shut up. You’re an arrogant bastard too!”

Silence filled. Only a few clicks from the controllers were heard from both places.

“I miss you A.”
“Shut your trap and stop camping out on me!”
“Oh shit! I thought you were in front of me!”

Matt really did mean it when he said that he missed her. Of course he did. He was rotting on the road without her to fight with. They can only connect and curse at each other through online gaming or phone calls or even text messages. She had no problem using vulgar languages among the guys because they treated her as if she had a dick anyways.

What Matt kept to himself was, he’s madly in love with her. He didn’t dare to let it out of his system because she is also Zacky’s little sister. Zacky wasn’t actually the overprotective type but Matt respects him too much to admit his feelings towards her. Besides, she was too comfortable being around them that he assumed she saw him only as her buddy.

“Same time tomorrow, A?”
“Sure, M. Ring me up when you’re ready will ya?”
“Yeah. Love you.”
“Me too. Kiss Zacky for me. On the mouth.”
“Euw. You know I don’t want to.”
“Haha. Okay. Good night, Shads.”
“It’s actually morning here, but whatever. Good night A.”

They would casually spread the love word among each other, as he knew she did that with all of the band members too. He came as ordinary in her eyes. She didn’t think of him the same way he did every night before sleep. She didn’t jack off to the thoughts of him every morning like he did with thoughts of her cute little shorts, with bikini tied to her neck and her blonde hair fall gracefully down her spine.

He sighed at the thought. Recalling how sexy she looked in those bikini and he almost saw her naked once, Matt turned his way towards the bus’s small bathroom and locked the door behind him.

He pulled down the zip of his shorts and letting out his already hard-on from it. Slowly he stroked himself with one hand and the other rested on the bathroom sink, steadying his weight. In his mind, images of her emerged slowly, one by one.

“Hey watch it- hello beautiful.”
Matt arched his eyebrows at the voice and found himself a sight of a blonde girl, with bluish green eyes, a little bit shorter than him, wearing a black tank top with a red Satan worshipping diagram splayed on it and her breasts spilled between her deep cleavage. Her ass wrapped around short ripped jeans that disappeared within her lengthy tank. It was almost as if she wasn’t wearing any pants, at all.

He grunted and stroked faster as that image of their first met became clear.

“Uh, sorry. I was looking for Zacky. Is he home?”
She crossed her arms on her chest and made her breasts even more bulged out.

“You just broke into my house and now you’re asking if he’s home? Get your story straight, bro.”
He frowned at her. Somehow, despite her feminine figure, her speech made him felt a little bit emasculate.

“I said I was sorry. Usually I just went in without any problem. His parents didn’t mind. Who are you anyway?”

“I am-”

“Matt! Sorry dude I just woke up. Oh I see you guys have met.”

Both Matt and her looked over to Zacky who just landed his feet downstairs with a big yawn on his mouth. That girl cupped his widely opened mouth casually and nagged about yawning with your mouth close or some shit. Matt frowned even more at them. Who the hell is this girl?

“This is my sister. Amanda Kaila. She just got back from her tour.”

“Tour?”

“You heard him, macho. I was touring all over Asia. A complete year without Zacky by my side.” She rested her head on Zacky’s shoulder and pouted.

Zacky groaned and pushed her away only to result her bumping into Matt’s hard muscular body. Matt’s arms accidentally circled around her waist as he was looking down at her.

“Stop clinging on to me, Amanda.” Zacky scoffed and went back upstairs.

Amanda brushed her fingers softly on Matt’s belly and chest.

“Wow, someone’s excited.” She looked down to his crotch. So did he.

That was when Matt realized, this girl can turn him on as hell.

With quite a loud grunt, he released and spilled his load inside the sink as he panted, trying to catch his breath. He turned the tap water on and cleaned up after himself. He felt like a pathetic joke sometimes. Jacking off to his best friend’s little sister when all of the members only seeing her as nothing more than one of them. He can already picture how Jimmy would react if he knew about his feelings towards her.

Amanda Kaila Baker, why do you have to be so damn hot and damn unavailable at the same time?

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She plucked the fourth and sixth strings of her guitar simultaneously, trying to tune down into a drop D. After the sound rang in her ear, she twisted the first tuning peg down until the pitch of her E string reached on par with her D string.

“Hurry up asshole.”

“Could you just give me a second? Jeez.”

“Why don’t you just let someone pro to tune it for you?”

She rolled her eyes at Josh, the vocalist of this British band called You Me At Six.

“It’s just drop D. And besides, I’m not Synyster Gates. That bitch is just too spoiled to tune his own guitar. There, I’m done.”

Like her brother - Zachary Baker, Amanda loved music too. Her life revolved around music. Truth was, Zacky and her were only apart by a few months. They practically the same age so since they were kids they both found love in music and both explored with musical instruments together. Both of them also got their first guitar as presents for their thirteenth birthday.

She was lucky because she found ways on the road first. While Zacky was still struggling with his band MPA, she already joined a local band as their session guitarist and they brought her touring with them all over US. Soon, she jumped from band to band, expanded her genre ability range, and came home to her brother already released their second album, Waking The Fallen.

Amanda fell in love with Avenged Sevenfold since then. To her, even touring with millions of bands worldwide couldn’t be compared to the bond of their friendship while creating beautiful music together. Then she became one of them as Zacky introduced her to the guys and Matt was the first one she met.

Matthew Sanders. That name refused to drain from her head as she was reluctant to admit she had the biggest crush, ever since she laid her eyes on him. But Amanda wasn’t the type to get all lovey dovey either so she didn’t really mind if Matt was being rough with her and treated her like they were brothers.

Plus, she heard so many rumors of Matt being sexually active while on the road. When Zacky came back from tour he would start telling stories about what happen during their journey. Usually it filled with stories of Matt hooking up with groupies, or strippers or even a random chick he picked up from the bar.

Amanda buried her feelings for Matt deep beneath her rocky heart and didn’t hope for anything to happen between them.

“Aw, shit. Sorry. Forgot to turn it off.”

She pulled out the ringing phone from her pocket and looked at the caller ID. It was Matt. Ignoring his call and turned her phone off later, she went back to rehearse her part of guitar in the song.

Being a sessionist means you temporarily play instruments for a certain artist. You only play rhythm and can never touch the leading notes or tabs. Bands that use sessionist are often the ones with solos and needed to have a backup rhythm guitar or piano in track. You won’t get fame, unless somebody followed and recognized you. She didn’t mind all that. Her brother’s publicity was enough for her to be drowned in.

Right now Amanda was working together with a British band called You Me At Six and she stayed in Surrey, England for a few months. She missed being under the scorching sun of Huntington, laid her back on the warm sand together with the pack of five, burying each other’s half bodies and making funny sculptures out of it. She missed her brother so much, but their relationship grew a bit apart since Zacky had a girlfriend named Gena and Amanda hated her.

Only Matt knew about how she felt towards Zacky’s relationship. To her, Gena got together with Zacky just because of his fame and fortune. So far she hadn’t made any move to prove that Amanda was right but nevertheless she asked Matt to keep an eye on her.

“I think we’re good. Call it a day?”

She looked up from her Epiphone electric to Chris, the lead guitarist of this band.

“Sure. I’m beat anyway. See you guys at Pinkpop.”

“Bloody hell, Amanda. Pinkpop is next month! Where you goin’?”

“I’m going home. I need a fucking break.”

She put on her baseball cap backwards, shoving all of her long hair inside it and slipped into her hoodie jacket. If anything, she looked far from feminine, although she had a body to die for.

“Damn, Amanda. I thought we were going to hang out?”

“You British boys. Don’t you ever learn that American girls never hang out unless you take them to three dates at least?”

“Go on a date with me then! I don’t mind.”

She laughed as she was done putting her guitar into its bag and hoisted it up as a backpack.

“I don’t do dates, Josh. So long, gay boys!”

They murmured in dissatisfaction as she paced out of the door. Not that the boys from her previous bands never tried to flirt with her. Hell they even tried to get her drunk so that they could take advantage of her but it wasn’t that easy. She wasn’t a lightweight. She can drink better than all the guys and still can sing the national anthem without a single slur.

Some even say that she has a heart made of ice but Amanda didn’t give a shit. She knows who dwelled in her heart currently and she refused to give that space to someone else. Eventhough that person could never return her feelings back.

That problem had become her bread and butter, things that she would argue with herself every day. Eventually she got tired of it and just gave up.

Her phone rang again as she walked into the streets of Surrey, heading towards the hotel she stayed in.

“Why didn’t you pick up earlier?!”

As soon as she punched the answer button on her phone, Matt yelled from the other side.

“Jesus fucking Christ Matt! You just burst my hearing!”

“Sorry, A. I was just worried about you. Where are you right now? Why didn’t you call me back?”

“I was in a session, douche. What do you want?”

“You. I need you.”

Goddamn, her heart stopped right there, together with her feet. Both halted at the begging voice from Matt.

“…what for?”

“To play with us, this weekend. You know the tabs for Beast and the Harlot right? Justin couldn’t make it and we need rhythm while Zacky and Brian-”

“I know what happen in that song.”

She sighed heavily and kicked the nearest lamp post for thinking far off Matt’s intention earlier. She continued to walk on as her heartbeat gone slower.

“Well, you know the rest. Are you going to be in England this weekend?”

“Nope. In fact I’m taking a flight back to LA tonight.”

“You’re serious?”

“Dead serious.”

“Ahh I wish I was back home right now. Damn this tour will end only this Friday.”

“Hey, chill out. We can always meet when you guys are back. God I missed you guys so much.”

“We missed you too A. You have no idea. Especially Zacky. He kept telling us stories of you guys growing up. You wet your bed until you were five huh?”

“I DID NOT! That fucker is gonna get it as soon as he gets home.”

Matthew laughed and Amanda can only imagine how his dimples would show on his adorable cheeks.

“Well, I gotta run. Going on stage in five. Don’t stay up too late. No COD without me okay?”

She rolled her eyes. Matt is overreacting when it comes to online gaming. He wanted her in his team, and his team only. If she started to play COD without him and ended up with another team, he would flip shit.

“Bye Shads. Don’t fuck with too many girls. You might end up being a daddy soon.”

Matt paused for a while on his line. Then slowly and in a low voice he said;

“You know I don’t fuck around, baby.”

Amanda felt goosebumps all of a sudden hearing his sweet and slow voice crept through her phone speaker. But she gained composure, trying to fight her racing pulse from emerging butterflies in her stomach.

“I gotta go. Bye.”

He murmured then hung up the phone immediately. Amanda looked at her own phone in disbelief.

“He didn’t fuck around? Pffft yeah right!”

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“Zacky, can I crash at your place tonight? Val’s out looking for me and I just can’t handle her right now.”

Zacky glanced at Matthew as they were both unloading their luggage from the compartment under the bus. Matt hooked up with that girl, Valary once and she already making herself comfortable as his girlfriend. Already telling the press that she was the one who helped Matt through his ups and downs. Matt was getting tired explaining that Val wasn’t his girlfriend. They just had one night stand and that crazy clingy bitch just can’t separate herself from him.

“Sure. No problem. Amanda’s not home anyway.”

Matt grinned, secretly in victory because he knew Amanda was back. Only Zacky didn’t. The perks of being the middle guy between Zacky and his sister is he gets to choose whether to keep their info to himself, or to inform one another.

He wanted to be close to Amanda as much as he can. Even if it took him to only play COD with her.

“Maybe you need a girlfriend dude. You know, to make her shut up.”

“To make who shut up?” Matt blinked as his thoughts were linked to Amanda earlier.

“Val. Jeez, where’s your head been?”

“Oh. I spaced out, sorry.”

“I agree with Zack, man.” Brian, out of nowhere came between them and flung his arms over their shoulder.

“Where did you come from?”

“Under the bus. I’m a fucking Spiderman.”

Matt rolled his eyes and ducked, to reach for his last luggage which was inserted too deeply into the compartment.

“Hey I have an idea. Why don’t we all crash at Zacky’s place tonight so we can have a party!”

“WHAT?” Matt stood up too quickly that he banged his head on the ceiling of the luggage compartment.

“Guys, my parents live with me.”

“They can join in. Your parents are cool.”

“No way, they are not partying with us. It’d be fucking weird.”

“Did I hear PARTY AT ZACKY’S?” Jimmy came along together with Johnny and the three of them were all set to have a party at Zacky’s house even when the host himself forbade it. They just didn’t care and won’t take no for an answer.

Matt sighed heavily, rubbing his throbbing head in agony. He wanted Amanda all by himself tonight and by the looks of it, it won’t be that way.


“Mom, dad! I’m home!”
Amanda jerked her head from behind the couch and jumped out of it, screaming hysterically.

“BROTHER BEAR!!”

“OH MY GOD! Goldilocks! You’re back?!”

Zacky and Amanda would call each other those names when they have been apart for too long. They reunited in a tight hug where Amanda wrapped her legs around Zacky’s waist and he spun around.

“Oh you guys are here too!” she exclaimed as Zacky put her down to the floor.

All four of them gaped at her. She was wearing nothing but a boxer and a sports bra. She looked down to her own attire and shrugged.

“What? It was hot as hell. I’m getting used to cold weather in Britain.” She reached for her white oversized Ramones tshirt that draped over the rail of the stairs and casually putting it on.

“Damn Zacky, you didn’t tell me Amanda is a girl.” Brian whistled and got a kick on his shin in return from Amanda herself. He wailed in an utmost pain and dropped his luggage on the floor immediately. They all laughed at him who was now painfully wincing and hopping like a bunny.

“Serves you right, Haner. My sister can defend herself just great. I’m glad you’re back, Goldie.”

“Me too, Bear. What’s with the luggage anyway? You guys are staying?” Amanda gawked all over their luggage and accidentally glanced at Matt who kept his eyes hidden behind his aviator. But when he caught her looking, he smiled, flashing those panty-dropping dimples on his cheeks. Her heart pumped faster.

“We’re having a partayy at your place, Goldie. Nice nickname anyway. I’m gonna start calling you that.” Jimmy let himself in, carrying his bags and swung his arm around Amanda’s shoulder.

“A party? Zacky, did you agree to this?” Amanda glanced behind while her body was forced to move forward by Jimmy’s embrace.

Zacky shrugged and took their entire luggage into the laundry room. They need to at least wash a few clothes from the tour because face it; nobody’s going to do it for them while they’re on the bus.

After they had all settled into Zacky’s house, Matt closed the door behind him. He sighed repeatedly, watching as the chance for him to be alone with Amanda flew by just like that. Once the guys had found her, they treated her like punching bag, like a rag doll, like a dude.

Right now they were having an arm wrestling match in the living room and she was about to kick Johnny’s ass. He shook his head at the sight. How can a girl like her can have so many thick walls built around, hiding her true beauty? How can she become comfortable mingling with a pack of big buffed wolves like them?

“You okay, Matt?”

Matt glanced around to find Zacky, walking straight out of his laundry room.

“Yeah. I’m good. Where are your parents anyway?”

“Oh, I just called them. They’re at Granny’s. Won’t be back until tomorrow.”

Matt chuckled. “Looks like we have the house to ourselves then.”

“Looks like it.”

After that they both watched the arm wrestling intently without knowing that both minds are thinking about the same thing.


Zacky loved his sister too much. He also knew his friends too well. Especially Matt. He knew Matt has a secret feeling towards Amanda. Hell, Zacky isn’t blind. He can see how his eyes lit everytime he chose a topic about her. How he would stayed up all night just to play COD online, meeting her time difference in England and how he would paced around the room if Amanda didn’t pick up his call or didn’t text him back.

Zacky isn’t oblivious to all that.

But he also watched how Matt would easily get one night stands before - Val included - and although he rarely seen him sleeping around now, Zacky would still tell Amanda that he did. He just can’t bring himself to let Amanda go into the arms of his best friend. Can’t let his sister getting hurt when Matt gets bored later. Oh he knew Matt would turn into something like that.

Matt on the other hand, was considering confronting Zacky about his feelings and maybe asking for his permission to date Amanda. He didn’t even care if Jimmy or the others would mock him later. But something about Amanda’s defense became a barrier in his path.

“You guys sucks ass! I’m gonna play COD. Come on Matt.”

Matt snapped out of his thoughts when Amanda grabbed the front side of his shirt and dragged him along upstairs. Zacky shot his eyebrows up seeing both of them headed to her room.

“You lost? To whom?” Matt asked as he let himself being dragged by her.
“Brian fucking Haner. That guy’s too proud to be beaten.”
“It’s Brian, what do you expect?”
“I swear to God, I think he did it as revenge. Because I kicked him earlier.”

They both went into her room and she immediately ran for her XBOX. Matt was standing in the doorway, scanning his eyes all over her room. It was nothing near to a girl’s room. Amanda’s room was painted in dark red, with band posters pasted up to the ceiling, guitars on their stands, her jeans would casually hung by the window hook and Matt spotted a black lacy bra laid across the floor. That was the only girly thing in there.

“What are you waiting for? Get your ass here, Sanders!”

Matt hesitated whether he should close the door behind him or not.

“Do you mind if I take my shirt off?”

Matt raised his eyebrows upon her request. He wasn’t even close to answer when she mindlessly grabbed the hem of her tshirt and pulled it off her body. His eyes bulged watching her strip to only a sports bra and a boxer. Without knowing he pushed the door behind him and shut it tight.

“England is freezing, man. I’ve gotten used to the temperature there that I feel so hot being here.”

Matt landed his rear on the floor beside Amanda, but his eyes never left her. He practically drooled with his mouth hung open watching her body moved. Amanda crawled forward to reach the two controllers in front of the TV and her ass was facing Matt.

“Holy mother,” he whispered as he started to feel ache between his legs from the sight of her teasingly sexy ass.

“What?” she casually sat back down again and handed one controller to him.
He took it and tried to brush off the thought from his head. “Nothing. One on one this time?”
“You bet.”
“Wait. This isn’t fair.”
“What isn’t?”
“You took your shirt off. It’s only fair if I did the same.”
Amanda blinked at him. “Well – take it off then. This is a free country.”

Matt smirked and grabbed the collar of his tshirt, and yanked out of it easily. Amanda swallowed the lump inside her throat as she watched his hard body covered in majestic tattoos all over.

“Oh yeah, I forgot to tell you, Matt. I have a new Deathbat tattoo. Wanna see?”

“Really? Where?”

Amanda knelt in front of him and pushed down the waistband of her boxer to reveal a medium sized Deathbat tattoo inked across her hipbone.

“Beautiful.” Matt murmured softly but his eyes traveled all over her exposed skin as his breathing gone heavy. Amanda smiled and turned around to face the TV, still kneeling.

“So, what would it be? Sniper? Or M-16?”

Matt couldn’t take it anymore. He grabbed her waist from behind, making her fall into his lap as she screamed a little. He nuzzled against her neck and inhaled all of her sweet scent. His arms wrapped tightly around her belly from behind as his lips started to trail kisses alongside her jaw.

He’d been dying to touch her like this. Not like a brother, not like sister, not even like a friend. He wanted her like a lover. When his lips found its way to her mouth she stopped him right there, with her palm slowly landed on it.

“Matt what are you doing? We’re friends, aren’t we?”

Matt blinked softly at her. His hazel eyes searching for a trust in her bluish green orbs. He only saw confusion.

“I want something more than that, Amanda.”

Amanda frowned at him. He’s a womanizer. He slept around! He would only break my heart if I give in to him right now. There was a debate going on inside her head for a short moment.

“I can’t, Matt. We can’t.”

Matt took a deep breath and licked his lips. “Tell me why the fuck not?” he said in a low voice, but with a serious tone. His arms never moved no matter how strong she struggled and squirmed.

“Don’t do this Matt. It’ll get awkward. I don’t want to lose our friendship. You mean a lot to me.”

He leaned closer to her face until his nose was buried on her cheek. He brushed his lips lightly on her soft skin. “Damn it, A. I love you since the first time I saw you. I love our friendship too, but I want us to be more than that.”

“Matt, don’t-”

“WHAT’S GOING ON IN HERE?!”

Both Matt and Amanda jumped apart when Zacky suddenly barged into the room, slamming the door open.

“Zack! Uh, we – uh.” Amanda stuttered, trying to find explanation as to why they were both half naked and cuddling each other. Matthew suddenly rose up and looked at Zacky seriously.

“Zacky. I want to date your sister.”

Zacky blinked at him. Finally this guy had bucked up the courage and asked for his permission. He shot a glare at Amanda who was staring at Matt in disbelief.

“Amanda? Can I please have a talk with Matt for a while?”

Amanda nodded briefly and walked out of the room, still in shock. Zacky shut the door as his sister had gone off downstairs, meeting the other guys.

“Are you serious , Matt? This is my sister we’re talking about. My beloved sister.”

“I know. And I am. You’ve never seen me more serious than this, have you?”

Zacky gazed him up and down. True, he hasn’t.

“Promise me one thing.”

“Anything.”

“Don’t you ever hurt her. Or leave her when you get bored. If you do one of these things, I swear to God I’m going to kill you.”

Matt blinked at him. Wow, he’d never seen this side of Zacky before.

“I promise. With all my heart.”

Zacky tilted his head back and grew out of his protective brother character.

“Good. I’ll let you date her, but on her own part – you have to do it yourself.”

“What do you mean?”

“Matt, she’s a Baker. And a tough one at that. It’s gonna take a lot more than your dimples to convince her.”

Matt smiled widely, showing his dimples off to him.

“Doesn’t work on me either.” Zacky muttered and Matt’s face immediately fell.

“Oh.”

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“Up there, up there! Dude, what the fuck are you doing? I’m shot!”

“Sorry, girl. Wow, you’re quite feisty for a girl aren’t you?”

“And you suck as a team mate! I’m signing off!”

Amanda slammed her controller in fury and yanked away her headphones in frustration. There was no one that could fill the gap left by Matthew Sanders – not in her heart, not in her COD team. She would have predicted that something like this would happen.

After the incident where Matt asked Zacky for permission to date her, she just refused, packed her bags and took an early flight back to England. The boys were all reluctant to let her go but she wasn’t exactly in the mood to face Matt at the time. Their weekend show in Huntington also had to be done without a sessionist as she was already on her flight.

But right now she felt aching in her heart. Her heartstrings were twisting and turning, making it too painful for her to bear this feeling. Amanda hated falling in love. It hurts like a bitch. Especially when she fell for someone that she wasn’t supposed to. Someone that she knew could sooner or later hurt her even more. But she couldn’t help it. Love can’t be forced, she once heard that philosophy somewhere.

Her phone rang suddenly, making her jumped and snapped out of her thoughts. She glanced at the caller ID. It was Zacky. She sighed in relief. Luckily it wasn’t Matt because she didn’t want to talk to him right now.

“Yeah, Zack?”
“Hey Goldie. I’m in. You signed off already?”
“What? Oh yeah. There’s this douche earlier. Kept making me getting headshot.”
“Oh, so you’re not playing? Come on! We haven’t played in a long time. You always played with Matt.”

She staggered at the sound of his name. How she wished everything would go back to where it was.

“Just you?”
“Just me.”
“Okay. Give me a sec.”

She turned on her portable XBOX that she brought over to this hotel and signed into the game of COD. She put on her headphones once again and a murmur of loud greeting voices reached her ears as soon as she turned the volume up.

“Hey Goldie! Ready to have your ass kicked?”
“What the fuck, Jimmy? Zacky told me-”
“Shut your pipe, Jim! She’s on my team. And my team doesn’t lose!”
“B-Brian?”
“I’m sniper. Watch out for my stealth mode, baby.”
“Johnny too? Wait, you don’t even know how to play!”
“Don’t fucking underestimate me, bitch!”
“Call me bitch one more time and I’ll fly up there to-”
“Calm down, sis. Why so agitated?”
“Zacky! You said it’s going to be only you!”
“Well, these guys are a part of me.”
“Aww..Zacky that is so sweet..”
“Shut up short shit.”

Amanda paused listening to them sparred, her heart beating faster wondering will the one and only Matthew Sanders joined in their game tonight.

“Don’t worry, Matt isn’t here.”

Zacky, as if he read her mind, explained and that made her felt relieved instantly.

“Who said I was worried about him? Come on fuckers, let’s start!”

Throughout the game, she teamed up with Brian and Zacky while Johnny and Jimmy being the weaker team and almost got their ass kicked by them.

“Johnny, stop camping for fuck’s sake!”

“I can’t help it! You’re not on my team anyway why are you so pissed off?”

“It’s because she misses Matt.”

Amanda closed her eyes when Brian casually made his lazy remark. True, she missed him so much that she felt like flying to Huntington right now and forget about her brick wall between them.

“Shut up, Gates. I don’t. Besides, he’s busy fucking around. He wouldn’t have time to think about me.”

“What are you talking about, A? He hasn’t slept with anyone since that bitch Valary. And it was three years ago. Jimmy, watch out behind you.”

“Yeah, A. Besides, he always talks about you. I’m guessing you’re all that he’s ever think about.”

“You remember how he would shout Critical Acclaim on stage like ‘Ay, Ay, Ay, Ay’? He’s calling your name.”

“That is one awful lie, Johnny. ‘Ay, Ay, Ay,’ has always been in the song.”

Amanda paused the game and put down her controller. All of them were forced to pause too.

“What are you guys talking about?”

“Amanda, just give the poor guy a chance.”

“No, he would break my heart! He’s a womanizer! Zacky said-”

“I lied, Goldie. If anything, he’s far from what I told you. He hasn’t been with anyone since that God forsaken one night stand he had with Valary. I lied because I don’t want you to develop your feelings for him.”

“Are you fucking serious right now Zacky?”

“I’m dead serious.”

Amanda panicked. She didn’t know what to do. She thought about packing her bag again and flies over to Huntington but she’ll have Pinkpop Festival to attend next week. She needed to practice with You Me At Six. She wanted to call him but she was afraid that it’d be too awkward between them.

“Where is Matt, Zacky?”

“He’s…probably nearer than you thought.”

“Huh?”

As if on cue, all of a sudden the doorbell of her room rang, making her flinched. Slowly she pulled away her headphones and reached for the door. As soon as she opened it, the first thing she saw was – a bouquet of red roses.

“Hi, Amanda.”

A face she missed so much emerged from behind it, smiling and showing his adorable dimples on his cheeks. Amanda stunned, couldn’t believe her eyes.

“Listen to me, A. I’m not playing when I said I want you more than just a friend. You’ve been inside my head since day one and I’ve been wanting you ever since. I can’t stop thinking about you, I can’t go to any other girl because of you, and don’t believe anything bad the guys said about me because I sincerely -”

Without letting him to finish his sentence, Amanda jumped and wrapped her legs around his toned waist with her arms locked behind his neck and her lips crashing onto his. She dominated the kiss hungrily as she sucked his upper lip and ran her tongue on it. She was begging for his access. Matt was taken aback by her swift movement but as soon as he realized that she was kissing him, and it was real as ever, he circled his arms around her and paced forward while happily granting her the access into his mouth. She wrapped her arms tighter around his head and occasionally gripped tight on his hair, tilting his head back a bit to go deeper into the kiss.

Matt kicked the door shut behind him and pulled apart from the kiss for a bit. He stared into her bluish green eyes and smiled. He glanced briefly at his right hand and saw that the bouquet was now ruined.

“I brought flowers for you, but…”

Amanda looked over to it, her legs still wrapped around him. She laughed watching the roses were now scattered; only the stems were left.

“They’re beautiful.” She took it and kissed him passionately. He smiled on her lips and kissed her back.

Matt swore to himself right at that moment, to never let her go and never jacked off pathetically on the bus again, now that he had her for real this time.

Notes

A/N: ahaha! Sorry for the looong fic and took a looong time to finish this! Yours is by far the longest! 20 pages! LOL This is for you @akmo4725! I had fun writing this and somehow I put a little bit of me inside it because I’ve never done a full Matt’s fic before and I find him so easy to get attracted to haha *drools* I hope you like it! XD

A/N2: haha sorry for no smutty…I know Matt has this sexual tension around Amanda and I was thinking of making a sequel to this, I dunno. What say you? LOL