You know i make you wanna scream..

After that, Matt and I both got dressed again and talked about the situation. He then dropped me home, and kissed me in the car just before I got out, which made me feel the ADHD butterflies again. I smiled to myself as I walked in the front door.
As his car pulled out of the drive, I thought about what was going on. We had agreed that we weren't going to tell anyone what had happened,that we would just say we stayed up till 4 am drinking and talking, went to bed, got up the next morning, cleaned up the house and he dropped me home. I felt kinda bad, but telling Zacky/ Val/ anyone what went on would fuck the situation up even more, so we agreed to be a secret, 'secret friends with benefits', he called it. It wasn't really cheating, was it?


~~~~MATT'S POV~~~~
As I pulled out of Eleanor's driveway, I smiled to myself. I did like her, and I had since Ireland, but I just didn't want to admit it to myself. Sure, I was feeling guilty about the Val / Zacky thing, but it wasn't me who was cheating on her, it was her cheating on me the whole time, and we weren't really together any more so I could do as I please. I felt more guilt about the Zacky thing. If he found out, he would hate me so much. It could destroy the band, really. But Eleanor and I had agreed that we would tell absolutely no one. Not even friends or family. As far as anyone else was concerned, we stayed up till 4 am drinking the leftover booze and talking, then went to bed (separately), got up the next morning, cleaned the house and I dropped her home about 2 pm.
Simple as. I was confused as to how El and I were going to work if she did get back with Zacky, but I knew someone was going to get hurt somewhere along the line no matter what happened.


~~~~ELEANOR'S POV~~~~
As I was making food for myself, my phone started ringing, and Zacky's face came up on my phone. I took a deep breath and answered it. 'Hello?' I said coldly.
'Thank God, I thought you'd done something to yourself. Are you okay?'
'I'm fucking great, Zacky, how are you?' Sarcasm reeked off my voice.
'Can I please just come over and explain things to you? I'll go straight after if you want, I just need to clear things up a bit.'
I sighed. 'Fine, but don't expect me to be waiting with open arms.'
He sighed, relieved. 'Thank you. I'll be there in 10.'
I hung up, threw my phone down on the counter, and I felt tears well up again. Did he expect things to just be okay again? Or was he willing to work for it? Did he think I would just take him straight back? I groaned angrily, as I ran up the stairs to change.

I had just put on black leggings and a hoodie when I heard the doorbell. My stomach knotted.
I walked out the door, and down the stairs cautiously, then opened the front door, to see an unrecognizable Zacky. His hair was a mess, his face was unshaven, he looked like he hadn't slept all night and was wearing the same clothes. I could feel tears build up, but I fought them.
I stepped back to let him in, and he walked into the kitchen. We sat around the island.
'Explain yourself, then.' I said.
'So, you were over talking to your 2 friends, and some guy comes up to me and tells me there's no vodka in the kitchen or something, so I went down to the basement to get it.' he sighed, 'So I walked down the steps, turned the light on, and who was standing there right in front of me, but Isabelle. So, naturally, I started walking back up the steps again, away from her, but then she said she just wanted to talk, that she knew she had done wrong. So I walked back down the steps, and told her to start talking. But then, she turned off the light, so we were in pitch darkness, so I started trying to find my way around, and somehow, I ended up in the corner, and she literally grabbed me and pulled me into her, and she started kissing me, and I don't know why, but I kissed back. But that was it.'
I chuckled sadly, 'So why were your hands on her ass, and how come you were starting to kiss her neck when I was there?'
He bowed his head shamefully. 'I don't know. Honestly, I was pretty drunk, and I think I thought it was you.'
I scoffed. 'Thanks. Love when you get me mixed up with that.' Secretly, I wanted to agree with him on the whole 'I was pretty drunk, I thought it was you' part, but I wasn't gonna do that.
He looked at me sadly. 'So, what are we?'
I looked at him. 'We're not together anymore, Zacky. I'm sorry.' He sighed, looking heartbroken.
'I put up with Nash cheating on me for long enough, and it just goes against my morals. I'm so sorry.'
He nodded. 'I get it. I'd be the same if you did that too. Just wondering, where did you stay last night?'
I felt my stomach churn. 'In Matt's.' I saw Zacky's face fall. 'With who else?' he said.
'Just Matt.'
'Where was Val?'
'Um, Matt and her had a few, um, issues last night, and she didn't stay.'
'And you stayed, in Matt's, just you two, alone?'
'Yeah? What of it?'
Zacky scoffed, looking angry. 'What happened?'
I put my practiced lie into use. 'We stayed up til 4 am, drinking the leftover booze and talking, then we went to bed - separately - and got up this morning, and I helped him clean the house up.'
Zacky laughed quietly. 'All night I was texting you, and you couldn't reply cos you were too busy with your new drinking buddy, right? Thanks, El, real cool of you.'
My voice raised, I replied. 'As if I hadn't just caught you making out with your fucking ex in a basement! What the fuck did you expect me to reply, 'its okay baby I forgive you'? No, that's not how it works, Zacky. Matt was the only person I could turn to last night, because he knew how I felt.' Secret slipped.
Zacky looked at me, 'What?'
I blushed. Shit. 'He caught Val with some guy last night.'
'Oh. Fuck.' Zacky looked as shocked as I felt when I found out. 'Listen,' he sighed, 'I better go. I'm sorry that you had to see that last night, and if you do reconsider us, let me know, okay?'
I nodded. He walked over to me. 'Can I have a hug?'
I put my arms around him loosely, and he sighed. 'I miss you already.'
He tried to smile at me, but he just looked miserable, before he walked out. When I heard his car start, I burst into tears. If he hadn't have cheated, I wouldn't have gone near Matt, now things were really complicated. Also, it scared me how it's almost like Zacky knows about me and Matt.


~~~~ZACKY'S POV~~~~
I felt the anger bubble up inside me as I pulled out of Eleanor's driveway. I was angry at myself, angry at her and angry at Matt. Angry at myself for doing what I did, angry at her for being so stubborn and staying at Matt's, and angry at Matt for letting her stay. A girl and a guy don't have a night in together like that, and just drink. Something had to happen. My phone ringing stopped my thinking. It was Isabelle.
'Hey babe.' I answered.
'Hey, hun. What happened?'
I sighed. 'I told her, and she still won't take me back. So I suppose we're finished.'
I could hear Isabelle try to fight the delight. 'Baby, you deserve way better than her. Come back to mine again, and I'll make you feel better, I promise.'
I chuckled. 'I'm already on the way.'
She giggled and hung up. Maybe the reason I was so suspicious of El and Matt was cos I had spent the night drunkenly fucking Isabelle in my bed. After Matt finished up the party, I was walking up to my car, when she appeared out of nowhere. She started kissing me again and telling me she wanted me back, and at first I didn't entertain her,but then I decided to just go with it, and brought her back to my house. I think I secretly knew Eleanor was never going to take me back, and Isabelle would naturally be my Plan B.

Notes

so many plot twists~~~~
matt and el or zacky and el? let me know :3