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Runaway

Two Vibrant Hearts Could Change

**Zacky’s POV**

It had been three weeks since she left. She’d texted me off and on, letting me know this really wasn’t over. That was a huge relief, but this was still stressing me out more than I could stand. I was drinking and eating more, sleeping less. It was embarrassing, but I couldn’t seem to stop. Today I’d done a lot better, eaten much healthier, but I was rewarding myself after the show with a couple beers. I had to do better this coming week--I’d be home with her soon and I couldn’t look like this.

Syn slung a drunken arm over my shoulder and “whispered” in my ear, pulling a very cute young woman up to me with him, “She has your switchblade on her ass, man.” He gave me a look, raising both brows, “Just sayin’.”

Whatever. She wasn’t here. We were open. Besides, I could go back to the good ol’ days when we only ever got blowies from groupies.

“Yeah? What’s your name, sweetie?” I gave her the pouty smirk and her bright blue eyes widened.
“Star.”
This was going to be so easy. I put an arm around her and led her away from Gates, “Well, call me star struck, then. Can I get a private showing of my logo?”

Five minutes later, she was blowing me on the couch on the bus. It had been three weeks since I’d gotten anything at all, so you can bet I was gonna blow fast and hard. Sure, I’d jerked off but that wasn’t the same. She was young and inexperienced, but it would get me off.

“Star...fuck, I’m gonna come…” I grunted and pulled lightly on her hair so she didn’t have to swallow if she didn’t want to. Of course she did want to, so I held on for the ride. Grinning wide, I leaned my head back as the heat coiled fast and all my muscles tensed.

The bus door opened. And in walked my girlfriend. And I came down the girl’s throat with a cry.

My head swam and I couldn’t have stopped myself or gotten up or done anything even if I wanted to. But Violet, being the awesome girlfriend she was, just leaned against the wall, folded her arms, and smirked at me. I had to laugh at the situation, really. It had to figure that she would show up right now.

Star hadn’t stopped when the door opened--she probably figured it was one of the guys and therefore didn’t care if they saw. But once she was done getting me off and licking me clean, she stood up with a shocked gasp--her hands covering her mouth.

Violet’s smirk deepened as the girl gawked, “Tastes pretty good, doesn’t he?” She stood tall as the fan ran up to her, the look on her face so haughty it hardened me instantly.

“Oh my god, V-Violet! I-I, um, I don’t, well, I thought you were--”

The woman who currently held my heart in her hands held one of those hands up to stop her, “Honey, its alright. Run along, now.”
Star stopped cold, trying to decide what to say and eventually made up her mind and gushed, “Huge fan. Love you. Both. Bye!”

We both laughed, feeling a little older than we’d like. Violet sauntered my way as I tucked myself back in my jeans with a slight blush.

“Hey, baby.”

Violet sat quietly next to me, letting me touch her hair and lightly kiss her lips that I’d missed so dearly. The way her eyes danced back at me made my heart catch in my throat.

She bit her lip, trying not to smile, “I’m ready to talk, Zack.”
I smiled sideways, “So you flew all the way here to talk?”

“Yes.” She narrowed her eyes at me for making light of her very personal, very sexy move.

I put a hand to her waist, putting a more serious look on my face, “That means a lot to me, baby. It’s really good to see you.” I took her hand in mine, searching her eyes, “You look beautiful.”

She smiled and blushed, letting me see the effect I had on her--which I loved. I suddenly realized I didn’t look like I was supposed to a week from now and my eyes fell. I scratched the back of my neck, “Sorry I haven’t dealt with the last few weeks well. I gained a little weight.”

Violet scooted closer and kissed my cheek, “More of you to love.”
I continued to blush so I changed the subject, “So how long are you here?”

“Day after tomorrow I have a flight out of Seattle, so..hopefully you guys are staying here?” She shrugged and I smiled. Yes we were.

“C’mon. I think the river’s not far from here. It’s beautiful this time of night.” I grabbed a jacket for purposes that had nothing to do with being cold and we stepped off the bus. The first band mate we ran into was Johnny.

“Hey, Vi,” He grinned wide, apparently also impressed with her move.
“Hey, Johnny.” She was acting so reserved. It was freaking me out a little.
“Just call us when they need to get rolling, yeah?” I raised my brows at my bassist and he nodded.

We walked in silence for awhile, our fingers laced intimately. The moon was out and when we came over a hill, there was a gorgeous view that caused her to gasp and me to smile at her. I had gotten lucky and there was a little park-like area with a picnic table, with no one in sight. I led her to the table and tried to make it obvious that I wasn’t in a hurry. She could take as much time as she needed. We both sat on the table, feet on the bench as we looked out at the river.

“I’m glad you’re here, baby.” I leaned over to kiss her cheek and she smiled faintly, clearly a little distracted by why she was here. Maybe I should help her out. Looking back at the scenery, I cleared my throat, “Violet, just talk. I don’t want you to think that you always have to word everything perfectly around me. I’ll get the gist, if you just start telling me.”

“That’s just it.” She sighed, “I hate talking. All I ever fucking did in my last relationship was talk. And talk. And talk. And question. And compromise. And yell. It was ridiculous. I was ridiculous.” Stopping herself short, her brow furrowed as she took a deep breath and squirmed. I knew she was uncomfortable talking about her past, so the fact that she was finally talking about it didn’t get past me. Violet chewed on her lip a little, finally looking over at me. She wasn’t wearing her contacts and I was pretty sure that was on purpose. So I could really see her.

As much as I wanted to interject and tell her we’d be nothing like that, I knew better than to say anything until she was done. I ran a hand down her back, trying to relax her as she tousled her hair nervously. She swallowed hard, her face bunching again and I realized that whatever she was about to say was apparently making her tear up. Shit. If she started crying I wouldn’t be far behind.

“Zack...you know I hate talking about him.” Violet drew in a shaky breath, so far holding her tears at bay, “But...I do want you to know this stuff. I’m...embarrassed of who Vicki was. She let him walk all over her, she compromised, she begged, she cried. She was so pathetic. But you know why she was so pathetic?” Her eyes took on a sharp, painful look as she chose that moment to turn and look at me, “Because she was in love.”

A single tear escaped down her cheek, so I gathered it onto a finger and swept it away--trying to keep it together. I opened my mouth and she shushed me, letting me know she wasn’t done. Pressing her lips into a firm line first, she then scooted closer with a small smile at her lips--her eyes suddenly getting a little brighter.

“Then I realized that even though Vicki let herself be in a relationship like that, and Vicki let those things happen...Violet never would.”

Atta girl.

I grinned wide, really happy she’d finally put this together. She laced her fingers through mine and and kissed the back of my hand, “I’m sorry I had to leave, but that’s probably the way I’ll always be. The relationshipy stuff makes me wanna hurl and I don’t deal with it well. I could probably get better at it,” She shrugged and I chuckled, “But I probably won’t.”

I laughed and shook my head, trying to get back to serious. I could tell her I’m nothing like him, but that would be borderline insulting--of course I wasn’t. I could tell her I’d be way better at compromising than he ever could’ve been for her, but that was definitely under the ‘relationshipy’ column that should would not want to hear. So I just held her hand, my thumb grazing over her knuckles as I looked at her in the moonlight.

**Vi’s POV**

Fucking A did I hate feeling this vulnerable. But god, was it worth it. To see him again, to make him smile again, to know that we were okay and I’d still get to love him. Once I’d realized my mistake, it kind of gave me a new confidence that I could do this, that we’d be just fine. I cupped his cheek and kissed his sweet, pouty lips in a soft kiss.

When I pulled away, he gently touched my chin and smiled, his tongue pressed to his teeth. I wasn’t sure what he found amusing at the moment, so I gave him a look. This just made him laugh, his face folding into that full-on cheeky smile that made my heart melt.

Shaking his head, he finally stopped laughing and pinned me with a loving look, “I’m not sure how long it’ll take to get this across to you, baby, but I don’t mind ‘cause I’ll wait. I love you. When I say that, I don’t mean I love you at your best or when you’re fucking me or when you’re laid back and cool. I mean I love everything there is to know about you. So the way you are about relationships? Skittish, standoffish, you need space, I don’t want to talk, please stop smothering me, say what you mean, not overthinking shit...all of it? I love those things. Not only do they align with how I am, they give you this sexy as fuck vibe that I apparently dig.” He cradled the back of my head in his hand to make sure I was melting in his arms, “Violet, despite how little time we’ve actually had together, I think I know you pretty fucking well. You. Are. Perfect. For. Me. Got it?”

I nodded frantically before his lips were on mine. His words were everything to me. We really were great together. He really did love me. Me. Barely holding it together sometimes, relationship issues me. His tongue invading my mouth was turning my mind to mush and I knew I had to act fast because there was something else I’d wanted to say. Right? Fuck, he made it so hard to concentrate. Pushing lightly at his chest, I broke the kiss. His light green eyes blinked open and I had to look away just to try and gather my thoughts. What was it? Right.

“Zack…” I cleared my throat, trying to feel anything but the lusty haze he always created in me, “You’ve...had issues with our openness several times. I know you think you’re okay with it, but if there’s even a small part of you that isn’t, that could grow into resentment and...that eats away at...relationships.”

His beautiful eyes fell as he licked his lips several times before raising them again and speaking, “It just takes getting used to, baby. And trust. I’ve come to trust you more every day and the stuff with Matt...you know that’s different. I’m a man and I need to know that I can satisfy you more than anyone else. As long as I know that, I don’t care who else you fuck.”

Apparently that was a good enough answer for me, probably because I wanted him so badly. I straddled him right there and planted one on him with the hunger that had built up over weeks of not being with him. Or anyone. He leaned back on his hands in surprise when I attacked him, looking up at me frozen, “Did...did you not fuck anyone else while you were home?”

Damn. I was kind of wishing he didn’t find that out. I blushed, “I...slept with Erin a couple of times…” Zacky grinned under me and I almost wanted to slap it off his pretty face.

“Look at you. Susie homemaker over here,” He teased, smirking, “You must be ravenous.”

I had no idea why I hadn’t. I just didn’t. So yeah, I was fucking horny as hell. Please don’t be a dick, Zack.

“Let Zacky satisfy you all night then,” His hands ran up my back as he grumbled the words in a dark, sexy voice into my neck. I whimpered and held onto his shoulders when he hardened against me. I went for his belt and he smiled again, “My little voyeurist. We could get caught.”

I bit my lip, “Scared?”
“Not in the least. Turned the fuck on, though.”

I was wearing a skirt and already very ready to go. He undid his zipper and I guided him inside me, sinking down his hard shaft with a soft cry. Oh, fuck yes.

“Oh, Vi...fuck...that pussy’s so divine…” He grunted into my neck as we both held on for dear life, “Fuckin’ ride me, baby.”

I pushed him back on the table so I could do just that. I let go, riding him deep and fast into a climax that rocked me so hard. Enthralled by my orgasm, Zack caught me off guard and had my knees on the bench and bent over the table in two seconds flat. Burying himself balls deep, he leaned over my back and ground his hips, “God I fucking love you.” He breathed out hard as I whined and braced myself on the wood. He pulled back slow and hammered forward fast, “I gonna come twice in a row, baby, hang on.”

I hung my head between my arms as he thrust and came quietly. I could feel him jet into me--one of the best fucking feelings in the world--but he didn’t stop. I knew he was trying to stay quiet, but as he got swept up in it, he made a sexy noise in the back of his throat, followed by a louder grunt as he gripped my hips and worked himself towards another.
What a god: his head tipped back, his plush lips barely moving as he mumbled incoherently, his tatted hands hooked around my waist. The fact that he was completely dressed other than his fly being open made it a kind of taboo hot. I clenched as hard as I could around him to help him do what he wanted, smiling to myself and watching as he flinched and groaned in reaction. As I stared in fascination over my shoulder, he came again.

“Holyshitfuuuuck, baby…” Zack whispered as he rode it out. Leaning forward, he took a deep breath and kissed me, “Don’t worry, I’ll finish you off on the bus. Until you’re begging me to stop.” He hummed into my hair as I smiled up at him. He pulled out with a deep sigh, and we both rearranged ourselves until we were somewhat presentable.

Zack put an arm around my shoulder as we walked back to the buses. About half way there, he stopped and pulled me into him, his beautiful green eyes serious, “Vi, honey, I’m just as scared as you are.”

I stood stock still, searching his face in the darkness. A few strands of his beautiful black hair fell forward from where he’d had it slicked back, so I reached up to run my fingers through it. Keeping his eyes on mine, he turned and kissed the palm of my hand, “I gave you my heart, baby.” He held me closer, cupping my face in both his strong hands as his eyes went a little dark, “I told you not to take that lightly. Just like you won’t allow yourself to be taken advantage of, I’m not going to be taken advantage of, either. I’ll give you loads of room in this relationship, Violet...but if you ever truly doubt us again, I’m not going to be so understanding.”

Guilt gripped my heart in a vice as I looked up into his handsome, stoic face. I immediately wrapped my arms around his neck and hugged him close. All I could do for a few moments was hold him. It sunk in just how close I’d gotten to losing him while I was off being an emotional wreck. Not anymore. We could do this. Together.

I pulled away to speak and he pressed a finger over my parted lips, “No apologies, baby.” He held me firmly until I nodded and then we kept walking like he hadn’t said anything. I leaned my head on his shoulder as we fell into the silence.

When we’d walked back to the bus area, we ran into Matt first, who had that adorable smirk on his face, blushing as he eyed us both.

“Hey, Shadz,” I grinned as I turned into Zacky’s side.
“Hey, Vi. Glad to see you guys made up,” The singer winked and took a sip of his beer.
“You still, uh, in training?” I couldn’t help but ask, a huge smile on my face.
He blushed, but nodded, “Yeah. I’ve come a long way. I could show you if ya--”

Zacky shoved Matt in the shoulder, “Absolutely not.” He smirked down at me, “C’mon. I have a lot of work to do.”

I swallowed hard, letting him lead me back onto the bus.

****

Notes

FINALLY GIRL SERIOUSLY. Glad she got it figured the fuck out. *rolls eyes* haha.
Truly feeling Violet in this chapter right now. I have a whole new respect for her restraint as far as holding onto her boundaries, etc. Mine are currently being tested hard core! Sure is fucking fun, though.

And Zack, honey. When he comes back with his lines and 'i gave you my heart' etc.? Damn. *faints*

Please comment!!! Thanks for reading loves!!!!!!!

Comments

@rizanicole
Thanks for appreciating that little tidbit!! I can't wait to get some one day, I bet it is really fun! Hope you like yours!
@overneaththepathofmisery
RIGHT?!? hahaha

FINALLY! *praise the lord, motherfucker!*

Yaaaaay!! So glad to see them back together, and in a (potentially) more stable situation! I really love the detail of her taking out her contacts for this conversation, it makes the whole thing feel very real and vulnerable. (I wore colored contacts for the first time a couple weeks ago, and dang, they can really make you feel like a different person, lol!)

rizanicole rizanicole
6/1/19

@overneaththepathofmisery
Bahaha right?!? Well, here ya go!

violetvictoria violetvictoria
5/27/19

Bitches (and I use that term AFFECTIONATELY) better be figuring their shit out *shakes fist in a completely non threatening, entirely laughable manner*