A/N: Another chapter, because I can't stop WRITING! :D A break from all the drama for once. The chapter I've been anticipating for a while. Hope you enjoy!
Chapter 10: Makeup in Paris
Cody stormed into his cabin and slammed the door behind him. He couldn't sit, so he paced back and fourth, breathing heavily from the argument he'd just had.
"Fucking ASSHOLE. He'll regret it…" Cody grabbed his suitcase and began tossing clothes into it. Shirt after shirt, his mind became foggier by the second. He was completely blind from anger and devoid of any remorse. While packing, Woody walked in.
"Cody…What happened out there wasn't necessary." Cody just ignored him, still packing, tossing shirts around and shoving pants into the small suitcase. "You need you calm down." He continued ignoring him. He forcefully slammed the first suitcase closed and opened a new one, tossing even more clothes in that one. No once did he glance at Woody. "Cody…Just stop! Seriously!" No answer, just more angry packing. "Well fine, if you're gonna be that way, then be my guest." Woody left the cabin, Cody not phased by anything that happened.
"Packing music…" He said. He grabbed the radio remote and pressed the power button. It was silent for a few seconds, until a gentle harmonic sound played from the speakers. Immediately, Cody ceased packing and listened intently. A familiar voice entered his ears. He turned to the stereo and opened the CD compartment to find none other than the CD Zack gave him. He held it in his hands and stared at it for a long while.
"Hmph…" He continued to scope it out, looking at every side he could.
"Psh…" He looked around…
"Huh…" He once again stood there, looking at the CD, silent for a good five minutes.
"Hmph.." He grabbed a CD case and placed the CD inside…Looking around as if someone were to see him, he discreetly placed the CD in his bag, before continuing packing his things, this time a lot more calm.
Zack walked into his room, almost unscathed from what just happened. He plopped himself on his bed, face into his pillow. He was trying his very hardest to not shed a single tear. Eventually, he was able to calm himself down. "Huh…I need something to do…" He got on the ground and pulled out a bin filled with Zack's stuff from underneath the bed. He began digging through the bin. "PSP…PSP…PSP…" Going deeper, he found something he didn't expect to find.
"Photo album?" The small, floral album piqued his curiosity. He got back up on the bed and flipped through the photos, most of them of himself on stage. "Hmm…" Page after page was of him in various shows and performances…until he got halfway through. One of the pages had paper on it, reading "My love its like a photo…It never fades and lasts forever." He didn't want to turn the page, knowing what he'd find. But his willpower failed him, his hand turning the page to see photos of him and Cody when they were younger. Page after page showed nothing but him and his brother…happy. Finally, the last page. He flipped it to see a photo strip, taken at a camera booth in the mall…of him and Cody. At a loss of words, he stared at it for a while. Eventually tears started streaming down his face.
"You…still love him…don't you?" Zane said from the doorway. Zack jumped from hearing Zane's voice.
"What? What are you talking about? I don't know what you're talking about." Zack said, sniffling and wiping his eyes. Zane just smiled and walked over to the bed, sitting next to Zack and taking the photo album.
"Y'know…You may be brothers…but you guys make the CUTEST couple." He laughed, looking at the photo strip. Zack just stared at him. "Zack…I want you to know. I like you. A lot. In fact, in the past three months I've found myself falling in love with you. But…" He closed the photo album and handed it to Zack. "Being in love means knowing what you have to do…and when you need to let go." Zack just continued to stare. Zane grabbed his hand. "You still love him. The way you looked at that photo…I'll never forget that look. I had the SAME look with you. Just…Go to him." Zane said softly.
"But Zane…What about –"
"Shh. Don't worry about us. We can still be friends! We'll always be roomies! But right now…You have something to fix…" Zane hugged Zack tight. "Go now. We're already docked in Paris and he told me he was leaving ship later tonight and going to the nearest airport to catch a flight to Boston. You have about six hours to find a way to get him back." Without hesitation, Zack rushed out the door.
All day, Zack has been trying to catch up with Cody. He tried talking to him, calling him, even having London talk to him for him. Nothing worked. "UGH! Only four more hours before he leaves!" Zack felt lost, unable to figure out what to do. Until an idea came to mind…
"Done! With…an hour to spare! Final thing to do…" He snuck over to Cody's room. In the entire argument, Cody totally forgot about the extra key they'd given each other. He snuck in to see nothing but suitcases on Cody's bed. "Wow…He's REALLY trying to leave…" Zack tiptoed over to the suitcases and placed a note on top of one, before running off.
"Alright, Mosby…I'm off…" Cody said, drab.
"Are you positive this is what you want, Cody? 'Cause once you get on that plane, you can't come back."
"I'm positive. Goodbye." Cody said, leaving the ship. He placed his bags in the trunk of the cab and entered the car. "Aéroports De Paris, s'il vous plaît? Merci, monsieur." The cab driver nodded through the rear-view mirror and drove off. Cody fiddled with the contents in his pocket, where the note Zack had written was, crumpled up in a ball. In one fluid motion, he tossed the paper ball out the window. For a minute, he felt relieved…but it was short-lived.
"Monsieur, s'il vous plaît arrêter la voiture!" Immediately, the driver stopped. Cody jolted out of the cab and ran back to retrieve the ball of paper. He opened it immediately and read it.
Cody,
We need to talk, pronto. Come to the Eifel Tower.
Love, Zack
He stood there for a moment, then ran back into the cab.
"Monsieur, me conduire à la Eiffel Tower." He said. In an instant, the driver turned around and headed toward the destination.
Cody entered the elevator and pressed "V", which stood for "Viewing Deck". "I swear…When I see him…He's in for it…first he does this to me…and now he expects me to forgive him? No way. I'll just state my case and be on my way back to Boston…" The elevator finally stopped and he stepped off into the starlit night. "Zack, I –" But before he could say anymore, he was taken aback by what he saw. Zack stood there, clad in a black tuxedo. A dinner table for two stood there, next to an accordion player. Zack gestured for the man to play. A tune played, as Zack took a deep breath. As the tune progressed, Zack begun singing.
Eyes that gaze into mine,
A smile that is lost on his lips—
That is the unretouched portrait
Of the man to whom I belong.
When he takes me in his arms
And speaks softly to me,
I see life in rosy hues.
He tells me words of love,
Words of every day,
And in them I become something.
He has entered my heart,
A part of happiness
Whereof I understand the reason.
It's he for me and I for him, throughout life,
He has told me, he has sworn to me, for life.
And from the things that I sense,
Now I can feel within me
My heart that beats.
In endless nights of love,
A great delight that comes about,
The pains and bothers are banished,
Happy, happy to die of love.
When he takes me in his arms
And speaks softly to me,
I see life in rosy hues.
He tells me words of love,
Words of every day,
And in them I become something.
He has entered my heart,
A part of happiness
Whereof I understand the reason.
It's he for me and I for him, throughout life,
He has told me, he has sworn to me, for life.
And from the things that I sense,
Now I can feel within me
My heart that beats.
The song promptly ended, Zack walked over to Cody, who was now in tears.
"Cody…I don't know what happened to us. I have no clue why it happened. I'm completely confused as to how we let it happen…But one thing is for certain…It shouldn't have happened…I wanna forget that this ever happened. If you still feel the same way after this…Then just remember, while you're on your way back to Boston, that I still love you…and will ALWAYS love you no matter what. I mean that… No boy or girl or WHATEVER will destroy that for me. I'm deeply sorry for what happened…Really, I am…and if you can find it in your heart forgive me for what happened…I swear this will NEVER, EVER happen again." Zack stood, holding Cody's hand. Cody lifted the other hand and wiped his eyes and sniffled.
"I hate you, Zack…" Cody replied. Zack looked at him with broken eyes. "You KNOW your singing is my damn weakness!" And at that moment, Cody tugged Zack in, pressing his lips against his. The accordion softly played the song, "La Vie En Rose", the song Zack sang, as their lips mended together in perfect harmony under the stars.
A/N: Before I say anything, I have to clarify this. The reason why I had them back together so soon, is because A) It would have been REALLY challenging to write more chapters AFTER that big blow up scene and B) There's a lot more story to come. Sorry if it seems a little rushed, but trust me…There are still some things that need to be put out there. ;) Anyway, tell me what you guys think! 3 chapters in a DAY! Lucky you! Also, just in case you were wondering…
"Aéroports De Paris, s'il vous plaît? Merci, monsieur" = "To Paris Airport, please? Thank you sir."
"Monsieur, s'il vous plaît arrêter la voiture!" = "Sir, please stop the car!"
"Monsieur, me conduire à la Eiffel Tower." = "Sir, take me to the Eiffel Tower."
"La Vie En Rose (A French Love Song)" -
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