~Brian's POV~

By the time we got back home, it was 11:16. A cop actually ended up talking to us for being out past curfew. Curfew is 11:00. It was 11:05 when he stopped us…fucking prick.

My parents were asleep so we had to be as quiet as possible. I dragged Zacky upstairs to my room, because he was practically a zombie. He was so tired…but it was cute.

He stumbled up the stairs trying not to fall over. I don't understand how he can skateboard so well but he's constantly tripping over ants when he's walking home. I opened the door to my room and told Zacky to lie down while I went to grab my phone.

I sent Jimmy and Matt a quick text, knowing they'd still be up and probably hanging out with each other.

"Zacky's fine. He's with me. Matt, don't be a prick when you see him. Jimmy, he's not mad."

I waited a minute and got a reply from Matt.

"Jimmy doesn't have his phone. And I won't be a prick. Jimmy's pleased. He thought Zack would hate him."

I turned my phone off and went back upstairs to find Zacky sound asleep. I smiled and climbed over him so my back was against the wall. I wrapped my arms around him and kissed his head, then passed out.

When I woke up, Zacky wasn't there. I assumed his parents wanted him home, but when I went downstairs, Zacky was sitting on the couch talking to my brother, Brent.

"Hey, sleeping beauty." Brent laughed, assuming at my appearance.

"Shut up, ass-fuck." I retorted.

"Well then."

"Brian, you didn't tell me you had a brother." Zacky said looking at me.

"You didn't tell me you were-" I stopped there, considering the look Zacky gave me, it was a good idea.

"See, that's funny…because Brian talks about you all the time."

"Oh my God, Brent! Shut the fuck up!"

"Calm down. I'm just messing around."

I looked at Zack and said, "Now you know what I have to live with."

"Hey. I have a little brother and an older sister. You have no clue what I have to deal with every night." He replied giving me a "bitch, please" look

"Okay, I'm at your house all the time and I've never seen them."

"They're never home. Matt hangs out with…I think his name is Johnny, after school every day then he's out doing God-knows-what on weekends. And Zina's the same way."

"Lucky. I wish Brent was never home."

"I'm right here!" He exclaimed, a little pissed.

"You're point?" I smirked.

Brent just rolled his eyes and walked away. I laughed and sat next to Zacky resting my head on his shoulder.

"Still tired?" he smiled.

"My God yes." I mumbled.

Zacky kissed my head and I smiled.

"Wait. We're not telling the guys, right?" Zacky asked with wide eyes.

"God, no. I'd tell Jimmy but it seems he broke your promise."

"Okay. Because shit...Matt would explode. He's mad enough as it is."

"Yeah, well he'll get over it."

"I hope so."

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A.N~~~ My friend and I have a bet. Synacky is my heart and soul. It's basically the air that I breathe. Anyways, I'm not allowed to read/work on or update ANY Synacky this week Monday-Thursday BUT I still have access to pictures. My friend isn't allowed to speak unless he's talking to a teacher/adult, himself, or giving a report. If he loses, he reads a Synacky of my choosing, no matter how disturbing it may be. If I lose, it's a pink dress. If no one has lost by Thursday, the bet extends to Friday and I'm allowed to work on my Synacky. So I wanted to let you know this will/most likely be the only update this week.