A7X One Shots

Who knew my favorite metal band needed an orchestra for their newest album? How lucky was I that I played violin? And I was even luckier because I would be playing in the orchestra that Avenged Sevenfold had hired for their new song.

Apparently, it was going to be unlike anything we had ever heard. The Rev had gone full fucking Pinkly Smooth on it. And I was excited that I got to be a part of it. Not only did I get to meet my favorite metal band, but I got to meet my favorite guitarist... Zacky Vengeance.

"Hannah, are you doing okay? Cause you've been staring at the door to the studio for like five minutes," Kevin said. Kevin was the annoying cellist who thought he was better than everyone else. "Doors need to be pulled or pushed to be opened."

I fought back an eye roll and opened the door. There was no doubt in my mind that Kevin was going to fuck this up somehow. He thought he was superior to us because he had been asked to be a part of the New York Philharmonic. What he failed to tell everyone was that he had failed their test and been rejected. He was a major dick, and I couldn't believe he was here to meet my boys.

"Are you listening to me, Hannah?" Kevin asked as we climbed into the elevator. The other problem with Kevin was that he didn't know when to quit. He had had a crush on me since I joined the orchestra, and all I wanted to do was hit him in the face multiple times.

"Kevin, I try to ignore everything that comes out of your mouth because you're an asshole," I said as the doors opened to reveal my band.

All of them shot me a look, smirks on their faces. Matt was the first to speak, unsurprising with Matthew. He was their vocalist. "Why is the cello dude an asshole?"

I chuckled. "Because he is. You'll find out today, Shadows. I'm Hannah, one of the violinists."

He shook my hand and introduced the other guys. When Zach's hand touched mine, I felt a bright red blush flush across my cheeks. He smiled at me and his beautiful green eyes lit up. "Nice to meet you, Hannah. Welcome abroad."

Smiling, I headed into the studio. We were just going to jump right into it. I knew that it was going to be a long day because this song was about seven minutes long supposedly. They were going to have a strings heavy section and that's why Kevin and I were here.

"Alright, here's your sheet music. Let's get started," one of the producers said.

Kevin and I accepted our sheets and sat down. We were doing a bulk of the work and then they would add in fillers as needed. So, this was going to be a long day with the fucking asshole named Kevin.

"Okay, whenever y'all are ready," Zacky said. I smiled again at the sound of his voice. Oh, he was totally going to fuck with me today. Shaking my head, I focused on the music before me and started to tune my instrument.

"Don't fuck up too much, Hannah."

I rolled my eyes so hard, I thought I strained something. "Fuck off, Kevin."
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"The cello is coming in a little too much," Jimmy sounded annoyed. This was his vision and it wasn't coming out how he wanted. "Can you cool it with the flourishes and just play the music?"

I bit my tongue at the look Kevin sent to the Rev. He was not used to being told what to do. He was a genuine asshole, and I could tell all the guys were getting tired of him. I sent Kevin a look, and he buried his head into his shoulder.

"Kevin, just let's finish this okay? I have some other stuff I want to do today."

He nodded. This was the quietest I had ever seen him. Kevin's frustration was off the fucking charts.

"Hit it," ZV said. The music came on and we started playing. Kevin kept to the notes this time, and I hid a smile behind my violin neck as I started up my part. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Jimmy and Zacky nodding their heads, smiles finally upon their faces.

I let the music take over me as I watched Vengeance. He was the cutest guy in the band. With his beautiful green eyes and colorful hair, he was like the perfect combination of punk and metal. If he wasn't in a band, I would totally be all over him. Hell, if I wasn't a giant fucking nerd in an orchestra, I would fuck him all day, every day.

The music came to an end, and I peeled my eyes away from the guitarist. Kevin rested his cello against his body, and I set my violin down and waited for the verdict from the band. The boys gathered in a circle and started whispering. Kevin and I looked at the window, hoping this had been the recording they wanted.

"Perfect, thank you." Jimmy smiled at us.

I let out a sigh I didn't realize I'd been holding in and started to pack up my instrument.

"Would have finished earlier if you hadn't fucked up so much, Hannah." Kevin finished placing his cello in his case and left, sending me a smirk.

"Actually, it was your fault, asshole," Zacky said, holding the door open for us. "Too much cello for half the recordings. And you put in your on fucking flourishes."

"Told you he was an asshole," I said and walked out of the studio.

Zacky's hand landed on my shoulder. "Hannah, right?"

I nodded, words escaping me. My favorite guitarist was touching me. It was like I was dying and being born at the same time.

"Do you wanna get a coffee with me?"

Notes

Short story for ZV. :)