Eavesdropping - Synacky

Zacky laid on his hotel bed, listening to his iPod. I was sitting on the edge of the other bed, looking back at Zacky. I then got up and walked over to Zacky, looking over at the music player.

"What are you listening to?" I curiously peered over the screen.

Zacky covered it with his hand before he told me. "A band called Avenged Sevenfold. They're really good, you should try listening to them," Zacky answered blandly.

"Stop kidding! Give it to me!" I demanded, snatching the music player out of the other guitarist's hands. If it were actually Avenged Sevenfold, he wouldn't have covered the screen, right?

Wrong. Zacky was actually listening to Avenged Sevenfold. We Come Out At Night, to be exact.

"I told you I wasn't kidding. Just give them a try, they're really talented musicians," Zacky said with much too serious of a voice. He held out an earbud for me to take.

I grabbed it, almost laughing at how genuinely oblivious Zacky sounded.

"And their guitarist is really hot," Zacky added on to his last sentence.

This time, I did laugh at the younger guitarist. "Which one?"

"Zacky. Brian's just an ugly old hobo who plays the guitar," Zacky answered matter-of-factly.

"I'm sure Brian would be offended if he heard that," I answered. In reality, I actually was a bit hurt by Zacky's comment.

"I'm sure he would be. That's why I said it." Zacky grinned.

I had to resist the urge to slap him in the face. "I don't know why you think the other guitarist's so great. He's just an annoying brat," I responded instead. It was only slightly the truth.

"At times he is. But his personality is why so many people love him," Zacky pointed out.

"Well it's obviously his personality, because it certainly isn't for his looks," I laughed. It came out sounding a bit more hurtful than I had intended, besides the fact that it was also a lie. I actually found him quite attractive – I guess you could say I had a little crush on him. I wouldn't tell him, or anyone. I valued our friendship too much, and I couldn't bear losing him because of my stupid emotions.

Plus, I hated the fact that I sounded like a stupid fucking teenage love novel. Like some story a 13-year-old girl would write, about some girl who like, totally is in love with this one super hot guy who doesn't know she exists. And then she, like, starts getting to know him and totally falls for him even more until they totally make out with each other at the end and they like, live happily ever after.

Maybe I was even worse. The story of how this guy like, totally has a boy crush on his best friend and like, can't admit it because he's totally scared, and then finally the other guy, like, totally feels the same exact way and they, like, end up in a hotel room together where they, like, have to talk to each other and stuff and then they totally make out with each other and they live happy ever, like, after.

Part of me wished that the story I had made up would come true, the other part wished it would be cooler. And had a lot less "like"s and "totally"s.

"Um, hello? Get your head out of the clouds, Brian; I'm trying to talk to you." Zacky broke me out of my thoughts, poking my shoulder incessantly.

"Sorry, I was thinking," I apologized with a shrug.

"You never think that deep about something. What's up?"

"I don't know if I should take offense to that or not. I think deep all the time," I replied calmly. I thought about things all the time! Just not when other people were talking to me!

"Whatever. Is there something wrong?" Zacky looked to me with those beautiful emerald eyes of his, which were now glimmering with concern. The iPod, which I still had an earbud of, was now playing The Warning by Nine Inch Nails. Interesting background music for the situation.

"No, nothing's wrong," I snapped back at him.

"Alright, if you're sure…" Zacky shrugged.

- - -

Third Person P.O.V.

Little did either of them know, Jimmy had his ear pressed against the wall and was listening to all of this intently.

"Dude, quit eavesdropping!" Johnny grabbed his band's drummer by the back of his shirt and dragged him away from the wall. They were sharing a room next to Brian and Zacky's room – after picking names from a hat, Matt was the lucky winner of his own room.

"Come on, it's better than anything on TV," Jimmy protested, trying to go back to the wall.

Johnny shoved him away again. "That's not the point! There's a wall there for a reason," Johnny groaned.

"Too bad. Hotel owners should've soundproofed the walls." Jimmy used his size advantage to shove Johnny out of his way and pushed his face against the wall again.

He heard Brian's muffled voice saying, "And then the fucking math teacher found a mummy!"

"Oh, come on! They stopped talking about each other," Jimmy said with a slightly disappointed tone. He was also slightly interested what exactly they were talking about that involved a math teacher and a mummy.

"What does it matter?" Johnny asked with curiosity in his eyes.

"What, you couldn't tell?" Jimmy almost laughed in Johnny's face. "They so obviously have the hots for each other! Haven't you ever seen the way Brian looks at Zacky? He's falling for Zacky, hard. And one time when Zacky was drunk he told me that he liked Brian…I'm just waiting for them to figure each other out," he explained.

"Why wait? Just go in there and tell them that they need to kiss already and quit ignoring the facts," Johnny suggested.

"Besides the fact that it would be interfering, Zacky would probably kill me for letting out a secret he told me while he was drunk." Jimmy shook his head.

"So you're just going to spy on them?"

"Precisely."

"…that's actually a pretty good idea."

"I told you, it's better than TV."

- - -

Brian's P.O.V.

I laughed as Zacky picked up the hotel phone. In his other hand was a phone book. Yes, we were going back to the childish activity of prank calling. Today's target was a Pick N' Save.

"Hello? I was just wondering; do you have any diet water?" Zacky asked the person in the voice of an annoying teenager. "Yeah, diet water. I'm going on a diet and I really need diet water…" Zacky was apparently hung up on, because he laughed and put the phone down.

"First one and she already hung up on me," Zacky confirmed my suspicions. "Let's call a McDonald's and ask for Chinese food," he suggested to me.

"I can't wait to hear this one." I smirked.

Zacky began dialing the number. I sat by and laughed as he was hung up on once again.

"God, no one has a fucking sense of humor anymore," Zacky sighed. "New idea! Let's prank call Matt!"

"How would that work? He'd recognize us," I pointed out.

"Not while we're using the hotel phone. And I can totally disguise my voice," Zacky reassured me.  

"Give it a try." I shrugged.

Zacky dialed Matt's cell phone number quickly. "I…I have something very important to tell you." Zacky's voice resembled an elderly woman with an indescribable foreign accent. "Your…your kitten has been involved in an accident."

"Who are you? I don't have a kitten!" I could hear Matt demanding from the other end. For some reason, he didn't hang up like anyone else would.

"Well, I am Ms. Carmen Eingleschiedn, and I run the…nuclear power plant."
I had to cover my mouth quickly with my hand to avoid laughing at that comment. I already felt sorry for the kitten.

"Your kitten, which is a beautiful Siamese, for the record, it…was wandering around near my workplace and…"

"What the fuck are you talking about?!" Matt was shouting now. Zacky had to pull the phone away from his ear so that his brains didn't rupture or something weird like that.

"Tough crowd," Zacky grumbled quiet enough that only I could hear him. "Your Siamese kitten, sir. It picked up radiation from the area…since it was only a kitten, only a little bit of radiation was…lethal," Zacky explained to Matt. There was a pause. Matt must've gone back to speaking at a regular volume, as I couldn't hear him. "Your number was on the kitty-cat's collar." Another pause. "I most certainly am not in your hotel!" Pause again. "And I am not Zacky Vengeance! How could you mistake me for that juvenile?!"

Zacky put the phone down. "Mission accomplished. We totally freaked Matt out," he proudly said.

I high-fived him and he smiled in response. All of a sudden, there was a knock at the door…quite a few knocks. I stood up and went to get it, and I was faced by a rather confused-looking Matt.

- - -

Third Person P.O.V.

"Oh God, they're in trouble now," Jimmy commented with a sadistic laugh.

"What, did they set the room on fire or something?" Johnny asked, looking up from the television screen that his eyes were glued to.

"No, much worse. Matt found them."

"What? He figured out it was them?" Johnny laughed just as evilly as Jimmy had.

"That's what you get for prank-calling your band's frontman." Jimmy shrugged.

"It's not like they said any serious shit. They told him that his non-existent cat got killed in a nuclear power plant." Johnny had been told about the entire phone conversation though Jimmy.

"Still, Matt sounds like he was cranky when they called him." Jimmy was concentrating on what was going on in the other room.

- - -

Brian's P.O.V.

"Seriously, what the fuck? I know it was you two, no one else would say something like that!" Matt spat at us, although it seemed to be aimed at Zacky.

"Calm the fuck down! It's not like we called and told you your family was massacred! We made up a story about a cat." Zacky rolled his eyes at Matt, which only got him angrier.

"I think you both need to calm the fuck down and stop fighting like little kids," I threw in.

"Do you know how confused and fucking freaked out he made me?" Matt asked me.

"You don't even have a fucking cat!" Zacky almost laughed at how ridiculous he found Matt's argument.

"Zacky has a point, Matt. I think you need to go to sleep or something and stop yelling at him," I said to Matt as calmly as I could.

"Fine, defend your boyfriend," Matt sneered at me. "I was trying to go to sleep when you guys woke me up. Consider my feelings next time."

"First of all, Zacky is not my boyfriend. And I'm so sorry we disturbed you. We won't do it next time. I promise," I apologized. Why did he call Zacky my boyfriend? I wasn't that obvious, was I?

"We're sorry, Matt." Zacky finally surrendered.

"Alright. Now I'm going to go to sleep, and I better not be getting any more calls by a woman named Carmen or I swear to God I'll slap you each across the face. Good night." Matt finished his fight with a surprisingly caring statement.  

"Good night," Zacky and I said at the same time.

As soon as Matt left the room, Zacky burst out into laughter. "Wow, are someone's panties too tight or what?" he giggled.

"Definitely, although I can see where he was coming from," I answered.

"Now…about that comment he made…" Zacky quit laughing and looked at me seriously.

"Which one?" I inquired, although I knew very well which comment Zacky was inferring.

"The one about our…relationship," Zacky put it lightly. I gulped, not exactly wanting to talk about this.

- - -

Third Person P.O.V.

"Oh! Shut the TV off, Shortshit! The conversation is getting good!" Jimmy ordered, putting a finger up to his lips signaling for Johnny to shut up.

Johnny nodded in response and hit the off button, waiting for Jimmy's next comment.

Jimmy scooted even closer to the wall, making sure he could catch every word of the conversation.

"Yeah…what about it?" Brian's muffled voice asked Zacky. His voice was shaky – he was most likely terrified of talking about it.

Jimmy noticed Johnny staring at him intently, and waved his hand in a gesture that asked Johnny to eavesdrop with him.

"Nuh-uh," Johnny whispered. "They're two guys, not a soap opera. I'm not going to listen in like they're a source of entertainment."

Jimmy shrugged and went back to listening to the conversation next door.

"Well, what did you think about it?" Zacky said to Brian in an effort to get him to talk more.

"I said to Matt, I'm not your boyfriend."

"No, what did you think about it?" Zacky repeated.

"Nothing at all, except for what I said. I thought it was Matt being stupid and accusing us of being lovers, which we aren't." Brian was obviously lying.

"Oh," was Zacky's disappointed response.

"…what did you think?" Brian prompted.

"Are you sure you don't want to hear this, Johnny? It's getting good," Jimmy asked Johnny one last time.

Johnny sighed and reluctantly went over by Jimmy, pressing his ear against the wall in the same fashion as his companion.

"I…uh…didn't think much about it, either," Zacky covered up. From the sound of his voice, he was most likely blushing at that point.

Jimmy shook his head disapprovingly and put a hand to his forehead. "Liars. They're both liars."

"It doesn't sound like you thought about nothing," Brian responded.

"Didn't sound like it for you, either." Zacky's voice sounded a bit irritated. He had probably flipped Brian off at that point. "Let's both tell the truth, this time. You go first."

Johnny laughed at this. "No escaping the topic for you this time, Bri!"

"I k-kind of…" Brian stuttered and paused for a second. "Alright, not kind of. Zacky, for the longest time, I've really liked you. And not as a friend." Brian's story told the truth, plain and simple. "I wasn't lying to Matt when I said that you weren't my boyfriend, but I wouldn't mind that at all if you were," he threw in as a bit of a joke.

Zacky started laughing.

Johnny gave a concerned glance to Jimmy, but Jimmy shook his head with a smile and pointed to the wall again.

"I am so glad you said that, because I was about to say the exact same thing. I just never wanted to say it because I valued you as a friend too much," Zacky finally said when he was done laughing.

"Kiss! Kiss! Kiss!" Johnny rooted.

Jimmy went back to his bed with a smile on his face. "As I said, way better than any TV show."

- - -

Brian's P.O.V.

Zacky looked like he wanted to kiss me, but he turned to the wall. "I swear I just heard Johnny shouting 'Kiss!'" he said, perplexed.

"I haven't the slightest idea." I shrugged.

"Whatever, I'll just take Johnny's advice." Zacky grinned and gently kissed me on the lips. "For all we know, they were eavesdropping the entire time," he said afterwards, kissing me again.

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