Zacky watched intently as she stumbled in awkwardness of holding a baby. He was amused; he didn’t even listen to Ric’s stories. His eyes fixed on her while his lips trying to suppress a grin. How the hell did she end up alone with River anyway? Where are the other girls? He wondered aimlessly but still watching her carefully as River cooed and squirmed in her embrace.

“Shh…please honey, co-operate with me?” he heard her whispering at the little boy.

River cranked up again, probably asking for his mother rather than this blonde stranger. Zacky ran his index finger, tracing his lower lip slowly while his green eyes never left her. He brought her here so that he wouldn’t feel so lonely on this vacation trip.

He had no one else to ask, his mind only thought of her when he first got the call from Brian that they were going to Ventura to visit the young drummer.

How did they end up being together?


That night at the coffee shop, located very far from both Huntington and LA, Zacky found himself a friend again. She didn’t act like a bitch that would call him bastard anymore. She was attentive, warm and bubbly.

“Did you know that you’re actually drinking fruit right now?” she stated brightly just after the barista presented them with their late night lattes.

“Fruit?”

“Yeah, coffee bean is actually a fruit. They’re also known as ‘coffee berries’.”

“No kidding.”

She giggled and sipped on her whipped creamed cappuccino and as she looked up to him, Zacky burst out laughing when he saw traces of cream lined up neatly above her upper lip.

“What? What’s so funny?”

“That..you’re..hahaha!”

“What? What, Zacky?”

“Damn, you’re adorable, Meaghan.”

Only God knows how fast her heart beat at the time. She still has that feeling for Zacky, only she wasn’t sure if he had any. Or if he even look at her as a woman and a lady, not as a fuckable groupie after all these years.

“C’mere.” Zacky motioned with a finger and she leaned over the table. Zacky didn’t hesitate, he didn’t even know why. He took her by the cheek and landed his lips on hers, licking the cream over and sucked her upper lip gently. Her knees wobbled like jelly as she widened her eyes at him. He drew back casually while she was stunned bending over a table looking at him, confused.

“So what were you saying about coffee is a fruit?”


That’s it. That’s all it took for Meaghan to fall in love with Zacky again. They’ve been in touch ever since and to be honest, Zacky needed someone to be by his side right now. That’s why she agreed to follow them here, in this strange city, mingling with strangers.

Meaghan stared at the little kid and he stared back, his eyes widened for he didn’t recognize her. She looked really awkward right now but she didn’t have much choice when Michelle and Lacey asked her to keep an eye on the baby while they were off…somewhere.

She can see that River wanted to sleep so badly but his mother wasn’t here. So she started whistling to a song she used to listen to whenever she’s feeling down.

It got River to stop being cranky and just paid attention to her.

“Wasn’t really thinking, wasn’t looking, wasn’t searching for an answer…in the moonlight, when I saw your face…” she sang softly, with her sweet voice and River smiled in her arms. She rocked her to sleep and Zacky leaned forward, resting his elbows on his knees, fascinated with the view.

The way she softly smiled while whistling to the little munchkin – she can whistle alright, the way her platinum blonde hair covered her face when she was looking down at her arms, the way her legs folded apart to rest behind her – Zacky can’t help but smiled silly.

That’s when it hit him. He had fallen head over heels for her.

---

Kimberly watched as Doug stood in her brother’s room, scanning around. What Evan got on his walls were posters of Avenged Sevenfold and a few of bikini pin-ups from God knows where. A few of those posters bore faces of Arin so Kimberly just turned her eyes away from them and looked down on the carpeted floor.

“Wow, this is something.” He began, snarling around looking intently at the posters.

“Sorry, this is the only room available for you. My brother usually comes home around midnight, God knows where he’s been. Until then, you have to bear these.”

“No, that’s alright. I fancy this though. Reminds me of my teen years. Loads of band posters patching up the walls. Can’t even put a real photo on it.” he laughed, resting both hands on his hips.

Kimberly chuckled too and pushed herself off the doorframe, getting ready to walk away.

“Okay then. Make yourself at home. I’m gonna go prepare dinner.”

“Wait, Kim.”

“Yeah?”

“Can we…talk?”

She hesitated but then she nodded, letting her wrist being pulled by him until they both sat on the edge of Evan’s bed.

“I want to apologize for being a complete arse to you. I know it’s not bloody likely that you would forgive me but I’ve got to come here and see you.”

Kimberly looked down at her hands as they were being clasped tight by his.

“I never got the chance to explain when you went off running like that. The truth is Kimmy, I’ve seen you as more than a friend ages ago. I dunno why you kept seeing me as a gay man but I don’t have the guts to tell you that I’m not.”

She rose up her head and frowned at him. “So, you’re not really…gay?’

“No, I’m not.”

She pulled her hands away from his grip.

“And trust me, I’d do anything to prove you that.” He chuckled a little joke, trying to make her smile but it failed miserably.

“Dougie, I…I only saw you as a friend. I’m sorry.”

Doug tilted back his head and smiled. “That’s alright. I never asked you to return my feelings. I just want you to know that.”

She pursed her lips, and had nothing to say.

“Well then, I’m famished! Let’s get that dinner going, love. Come on, off you go.”

She frowned at him and hesitated to move.

“Go on then. Or do you want to see me getting naked?”

“God, no!” She quickly stood up and giggled when Doug has started to take the hem of his tshirt and teasingly pulling it upwards. As soon as she went out and closed the door shut, a heavy sigh escaped from his mouth.

“I lied. How could I ever not expect for you to return my feelings?” he murmured quietly.

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“Sis, who’s that?”

“Hm?”

“I said who’s that? He doesn’t look like he’s from around here.”

Kimberly stopped washing the dishes in the sink and looked over her shoulder to see Doug was talking animatedly with her mother.

“That’s Doug. My friend from England. Now, be nice, Evan!”

Evan crinkled his nose and threw a disgusted look at her. “What are you talking about? I’m always nice!”

“Yeah right. Like you always nice with Ar-”

She stopped talking abruptly and let the horror struck within her. She dropped the plate in her hand into the sink and lowered her head down, trying not to cry.

“Hey, what’s wrong? Don’t cry now. Your English friend might come here and rescue you.”

She laughed a little but her lips trembling from holding back tears so much. “Rescue me?”

“Yeah, he looks like the Prince Charming type of guy. Came here with a horse?”

She stifled a real laugh this time. Evan always knew how to make her smile.

“No. He came here in a plane, silly. Now stop bugging me. I need to get these done.”

Evan grunted and walked away from there. He wanted to tell his sister about what Arin had said the other night but he decided not to, because it’ll be too painful for her.

Notes

A/N: i guess this is a filler? haha but imagine Meaghan is so cute like that :D