Seize the Day Chapter 7, a movie x-overs fanfic

Seize the Day part 7

By: Princess Vengeance

Pheobie wondered senselessly around the large club like room. She wanted to just go somewhere and puke. As she searched for the door, she noticed someone was staring at her. She stumbled over to the shadowy person.

"You're watching me aren't burp you?" The light came over their way and she could make out the mystery persons face. It was Brian.

Brian's Point of View

I stared at her for a while. Funny how in the end the pitiful little slut needs help from her ex. Where was Zack to help her now? With out warning the little bitch collapses in my arms. I could do two things.

Leave her here to get raped or kidnapped

Take her home

Why was I such a fucking good person? I lifted her up easily and brought her through the enormous crowd and into my car. I got her in, buckled her up and I started the car up. Almost ½ a mile away from her house, she abruptly wakes up.

"Pull over" she states.

"You don't give me orders," I was still pissed off about what happened the day before. How can anyone expect a heart to heal in a day? "You're drunk and your going home." her face turned a pale shade of white.

"I need to pu-" too late. Suddenly brown and orange barf was all over my dashboard, seats and my pants. She had fucking perfect aim. I swerved a little bit, completely grossed out by what just happened.

When finally home

I took off her puke pasted shirt, pants, and then lay her on her bed. I pulled the comforter over her and sighed, thinking of what could have been. I walked over to her bathroom and washed my hands. Then I noticed …some how…some way…her vomit was in my hair!

"Awe fuck!" I whispered. I decided the guys wouldn't be home for a while. I took off my clothes and got in the shower.

15 minutes later

I used some of Pheobie's hair gel and styled my hair back into the punkish look I wore often now. At first, I was made fun of…people saying,

"Syn who the fuck…what the fuck ate off your hair!?" It was annoying but I liked it. I walk out of the bathroom. Pheobie is still sleeping. Good. I take out my cell phone and press speed dial 3.

"Hello?" Helana picks up, music and voices can be heard in the background.

"I took her home."

"Oh thanks Bri..." Helana sounded surprised.

"And just incase you wanted to know she puked…every where." I looked around as I inhaled the nauseating smell. Helana said something else but I couldn't quite make it out. "Well I have to go clean out my car." I didn't know if she heard me but I had to go clean that shit out of my car before it started to set in…or worse stain!

Zacky's point of View

What the hell was I doing in a closet with Schyler? My ex. I'm trying to win Pheobie back and yet I'm making out with Schyler in a closet. What the fuck is wrong with me. I gently pushed Schyler away. She looked confused and I opened the closet door and walked out.

1 hour later

People were beginning to leave so it didn't take long for me to find Helana and the rest. When we got to Helana's house we found Brian sitting in the living room, guitar in hand, lips of deceit in front of him. All of the fans were on, I guess to air out the smell of Pheobie's vomit.

"Wow" Helana wrinkled her nose the odor still lingered.

"Yeah you should get a load of my car." Brian looked up from the song he was practicing. He looked over at me. "Where's your shirt?" he asked with an undefined expression on his face.

"Barf-Zillah up there regurgitated all over me." For some reason I have been using many big words. I really didn't know why but it sure made me look smart!

Two days later

Helana's point of View

I unplugged the vacuum and lugged it off down the basement stairs. The guys were all at their houses while Pheobie and I cleaned out ours. My parents were going to be home in any second. Without warning, the door opened and footsteps could be heard running down the second floor stairs.

"Mommy!" Pheobie called, "Daddy!" I arrived back up stairs just in time to see my dad in a warm hug with his favorite daughter. To them Pheobie was the golden child. I was the one with the bad grades, bad friends, and bad mouth also of course; my curly black hair (which was identical to Pheobie's) was bad too.

"Hello mother…" I greeted her.

"Hi sweetie" She sounded as if someone was going to shoot her if she didn't say that. "Did you keep your sister out of trouble, Pheobie?" Mother now was grinning at Pheobie again. Right…she kept me out of lots of trouble. I was the one who stopped her from dying of alcohol overdose and yet she was keeping me out of trouble. I just smiled warmly and welcomed my father.

Later, it was girt time! They as always sat us on the couch and gave us our gifts. For Pheobie they brought an antique like bracelet that was owned once by Princess Diana herself. Her eyes widened as they told the history behind the piece of jewelry.

"We weren't sure what to get you…" My mother trailed off as she handed me a large white t-shirt. It read: my parent's went to England and bought me this shirt. 'What the hell…' I thought as I stared at it.

Matt's Point of View

The guys were all sitting anxiously in my living room. I could hardly wait to tell everyone the news. In my heart, I kind of felt bad because Helana wasn't here. Today was the day parents came back so all the guys had to stay away from her house. Her parents hated us.

"Well today Larry called me" I began (Larry is their band's manager) "and he told me…well...he said..."

"Spit it out all ready spas monkey!" Jimmy interrupted.

I blinked.

"He said… THAT WE'RE GOING TO WARP TOUR!!" The entire room went ecstatic. We were all jumping from couches and yelling. All bands dream of making it big and to make it to warp tour was your first step.

Zacky's Point of View

I was happy. I was supposed to be happy. However, I knew if I was going to get Pheobie back, I had to tell her soon. Tell her that I loved her...again.

Watch out for part 8!

Princess Vengeance™