AUTHOR'S NOTE: This chapter is rated M.
Chapter 10
STONED ON YOU
"All paid up," Bonzo said as he walked out the door.
Zed startled, quickly closing the locket and shoving his dog-tags back inside his shirt.
"You alright man?"
"Yeah..." he said hesitantly, pushing himself off the wall. "Just kind of a shock to the system to be talking about this shit after so many years."
Bonzo nodded sympathetically as they started to walk.
"Where was I?"
"Christmas."
"Oh yeah… I spent Christmas break working on my audition piece for the Julliard auditions. Adds was pissed because I wouldn't let her listen to it, no matter how many times she tried to *ahem... persuade me… We actually fought a lot around that time… But only in bed…" he clarified. "She was at her mom's and Missy was making her life hell, constantly making veiled threats to call a board meeting with the Bamm! executives… I will say this… Angry sex with Addison was on a whole new level… Hair would be pulled harder, bites went deeper… we'd tear the sheets, throw the pillows out… we even broke her brass bed."
"Damn..."
Zed smiled and shrugged his shoulders. "I was a very lucky man… But yeah...When the day of my audition finally came, I was a fucking nervous wreck…"
January
Zed paced nervously back and forth in front of the auditorium doors, singing his audition piece on a constant loop in his head.
"Hey...you okay?"
He jumped at the sound of her voice. "Jesus, Adds...you scared me half to death."
"Really? I was calling your name...wait..." she gently kissed him. "Zed Milo Jacobs...are you nervous?"
"What? Me? Nervous? Pshhh..."
Addison arched her brow and smirked until he gave in.
"Fine...maybe a little," he sighed as he ran his hand through his thick hair, causing it to stand up even more than normal.
"Awww… Baby…." she looked around the hallway before grabbing his hand and pulling him into a nearby rehearsal room. She left the door cracked open so that they would be able to hear his name being called. Before Zed could ask her what she was doing, she pulled him down to her and kissed him.
"Adds…."
"Shh… We only have a few minutes," she whispered, undoing his Gucci belt and dropping down to her knees.
His harsh gasp echoed through the room as Addison reached for the button and zipper of his jeans, groaning as her fingertips brushed over his hardness.
"Addison..."
With a quickness that surprised him, she had his pants undone and along with his boxers, pushed to the ground in seconds. Taking a moment to look up into his eyes, she smiled and licked her lips. Never breaking their gaze, she allowed the tip of her tongue to run from the base to the tip of his arousal, swirling it around to catch the droplets of moisture that dotted the crown.
Zed clenched his hands into fists, the feel of her tongue stroking him, nearly too much to handle. His hands slowly unclenched and he buried them in her hair, gently guiding her head as she took him deeper.
Addison hummed against him as she wrapped her lips fully around his shaft, using her hand to move in tandem with her lips, his low moans and growls turning her on as she grew wetter between her thighs, but this wasn't about her. This was to help Zed relax before his audition. She relaxed her throat and took him in even deeper.
Zed could feel himself building to a peak, the sensations overwhelming him. "Oh God, Adds..." he whispered hoarsely. "If you don't stop now..."
She looked up at him and winked as she pulled him into her throat as deep as he would go.
He let out a string of curses and grabbed onto the back of her head, emptying himself into her mouth with a final hard thrust.
Addison swallowed every drop, licking her lips as she looked up at him and smiled. "Still nervous?" she asked, wiping her bottom lip with her thumb.
Zed chuckled and pulled his pants back up. "That...was a hell of a distraction," he said as he pulled her up to her feet and crashed his lips against hers. Their combined tastes making his head swim. "Turnabout is fair play," he whispered, running his hand up her skirt, brushing against her hot center.
"Zed Jacobs..." The sound of his name being called from the hallway caught their attention.
"Later..." she said kissing him. "Right now, you need to go be a rock god."
"I love you so fucking much."
"Zed Jacobs?"
Addison giggled. "I love you too...Now go!"
He kissed her roughly before sprinting out the room towards the audition hall.
A few moments later Zed was standing on stage in front of the panel of Julliard admission officials that would decide his future. He took a deep shaky breath and wiped his sweaty palms down the front of his jeans as he stepped up to the microphone.
"Name, and concentration..." One of the male admission officials called out.
"Um, Zed Jacobs, musical composition, guitar, and vocals..." he said quietly.
Addison was seated in the back of the theater, sandwiched between her father and Zed's mother, Zyla. "He's still nervous..." Addison whispered. Without thinking, she stood up on the seat. "WOOOOOO! GO ZED!"
Zed looked up and squinted through the bright lights. He smiled when he caught a glimpse of her before her dad and his mom pulled her back down to sit.
"I'd like to remind all those in the audience to remain silent...Now, if there are no further interruptions, Mr. Jacobs...please proceed with your audition piece."
Zed nodded his head. "I'll be playing an original composition for you today." He picked up his guitar and took a deep breath.
"We're making this part of us together
You're taking my mind off, of the pressure
I'm gone with the wind, high like a feather
Your love is like codeine
Girl, I get stoned on you
Rubbing my bones on you
Nothing else burns like you
Ripping my shirt off you
There's something about the way you shiver
Even in the morning
Girl, I get stoned
And I'll take a bullet for you right now
Just to keep you in my lungs
Girl, I get stoned on you
Rubbing my bones on you
Nothing else burns like you (oh)
Ripping my shirt off you (oh yeah)
My fingertips
On your lips
Are racing hands
Down your hips
Girl, I get stoned on you
Rubbing my bones on you (yeah)
Nothing else burns like you do (no)
Oh Lord, I get stoned on you, oh
Stoned!
Girl, I get stoned on you
Rubbing my bones on you (rubbing my bones one you, oh)
Nothing else burns like you (nothing ever burns like you)
Ripping my shirt off you
Oh, you get me so stoned
Out of my mind
Out of my mind
Out of my mind…"
His fingers stilled as he took another deep breath and looked out into the seats, past the admissions panel, to where Addison was. It was at that moment that he realized he didn't need to go to Julliard to make his dreams come true. As long as he had Addison, he had everything.
"Thank you, Mr. Jacobs. You'll be hearing our decision sometime in the next month."
Zed nodded his head and walked off the stage. The moment he walked back into the hallway, his arms were full of a very amorous, Addison.
"That. Was. The. Most. Amazing. Wonderful. Spectacular…." she said in between frantic kisses. "Your voice was just… And that bridge! Oh, god was that sexy!"
Zed smiled and grabbed her face. "It's a disaster how much I love you..."
"I know exactly what you mean… I love you, too… so much..." she kissed him roughly, moaning as he lifted her up by her backside.
"Enough of that, you two… no parent wants to see any part of all that," Zyla teased as she and Dale walked down the hall towards them.
Zed rested his forehead against Addison's and let out a ragged breath. He placed a quick kiss against her lips and set her back down on her feet. His arm was wrapped around her waist tightly, refusing to let any more distance than absolutely necessary come between them.
"That was a fantastic performance!" Dale said clapping him on the shoulder. "I probably could have gone without hearing about my daughter in that way...but, it was a damn good song none the less."
"Thank you, Dale….What can I say…" he glanced down to Addison and smiled. "She's my Pattie Boyd."
"Who?" his mom asked, squeezing in for a hug.
Dale let out a soft laugh. "The woman that launched a thousand songs."
Zed hugged her and kissed her cheek. "Really Mom? Pattie Boyd inspired basically every song Clapton wrote and before that several of the Beatles best songs."
"Spoken like a true music nerd, Zeddy," she laughed hugging him even tighter. "I'm so proud of you!"
"Thanks, Mom."
"We need to celebrate!"
"Ma, I don't even know if I got in."
"Oh please," Addison said with an exaggerated eye roll. "If they don't accept you after that, then they're idiots that don't deserve you."
Dale laughed. "She's got a point, Zed. But, if by some chance you don't get in, I'd be more than happy to help you produce a demo to send off."
"Thank you, but I think I'd have Adds help me out," he said as she rested her head against his chest.
"I don't blame you, son. She's well on her way to surpassing my skills… I'm proud of both of you." He clapped his hands together. "What do you say we go grab some food? Chateau Marmont?"
"I've always wanted to go there!" Zyla said with a large smile.
"That sounds great, Daddy!"
Zed looked down to Addison and gave her his best-crooked smile. "We'll meet you guys over there. There are still a few things I need to take care of here."
"Sounds good. We'll go ahead and get a table." Dale shook Zed's hand and hugged his daughter before he and Zyla walked down the hall towards the exit.
"And just what would these 'few things' you need to 'take care of' be?" Addison asked quietly as they watched their parents walk off.
"I believe we were interrupted earlier..." He grabbed her hand and pulled her into one of the empty rehearsal rooms, locking the door behind them.
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February
"Will you be my Valentine?"
Addison closed her locker door to find Zed holding a large bouquet of black tulips.
"Baby! I love them!" Addison shrieked, throwing her arms around him. "Yes! Of course!" She kissed him passionately, not caring that they were standing in the middle of the crowded hallway of the music building. "Like you even needed to ask."
He kissed her back. "Mom's working a double at the hospital...Horror and chill?"
"You're such a romantic..." she giggled, jumping up and wrapping her legs around him. "We could watch Hostel?"
"Torture, gore, excessive nudity… That movie is basically murder porn…" he teased as he nipped at her lip. "Who's the romantic now?"
"Ms. Donnelly! Mr. Jacobs!"
They both rolled their eyes. "Sorry Principal Lee..." they said in unison as Zed placed her back down to her feet.
When the principal walked away, Zed pulled Addison back to him. "I can't wait for tonight..." he whispered giving her such a heated look that she had to squeeze her thighs together, hoping that her cheer bloomers weren't soaked through.
ZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ
"You didn't actually want to watch the movie, right?" Zed asked as he laid her down on his bed.
"Hmm… I mean it is a good movie… but if you have something more… stimulating… in mind… I'm open to suggestions." She could barely get the words out, the feel of his hands running up the inside of her legs making coherent thoughts difficult.
He lifted one of her legs and began to place gentle kisses, breathing out lyrics against her skin as he slowly worked his way up.
"I love the light in your eyes and the dark in your heart
You love our permanent chase and the bite of our bark
We know we're classic together like Egyptian gold
We love us..."
He slowly undressed her, throwing each piece of her cheer uniform behind him.
"It don't matter, be combative or be sweet cherry pie
It don't matter just as long as I get all you tonight..."
His clothes joined hers on the floor. Painfully slowly, he continued the torrent of kisses along her soft skin.
"I can take you out, oh-oh
We can kill some time, stay home
Throw balloons, teddy bears and the chocolate eclairs away
Got nothing but love for you, fall more in love every day
Valentine, Valentine..."
Addison squirmed under him, desperate for more. "Zed..."
He looked up. Meeting her eyes, he bit down on her hip hard, making her back arch off the bed and a moan fall from her lips.
"So deep, your DNA's being messed with my touch
Can't beat us
So real, fueling the fire until we combust
Can't touch us..."
He flattened his tongue, licking her slit. His eyes rolled back into his head as her taste hit his tongue.
"Valentine….Valentine..."
"Zed!" she pulled hard at his hair until he looked up.
"What?"
"I need you!….NOW!"
He let out a small laugh and crawled up her body, kissing her as he reached over to the nightstand drawer for a condom.
When he sat back on his heels to roll it on, Addison scooched higher up the bed, giddy with anticipation. She moved one of the pillows to lay down on, only to have an envelope slip out.
"What is this?"
Zed looked up to see her holding the envelope he had stashed away the previous week. "Oh...that..." he mumbled. He grabbed her by the ankle and pulled her back down to him. He ghosted a hand along her leg, placing it on his shoulder as he positioned himself at her entrance.
"Oh, no you don't..." she said pushing him and sitting up. "Don't think you're going to distract me with all your sexiness and that it'll make me forget that you've been hiding an unopened letter from Julliard..."
"It was worth a shot."
Addison rolled her eyes. "Z...what's going on?"
He rolled off of her and propped himself up on his elbow. "What if I made it?"
"Isn't that kinda the hope?"
"Yes...No..." he let out a frustrated sigh as he rolled onto his back and threw an arm over his eyes. "I don't even know anymore."
"Zed...please talk to me," she whispered, running a comforting hand through his hair.
He grabbed onto her ass and pulled her on top of him. "I don't want to lose you."
"You won't." She whispered against his lips. "Now open up the damn envelope, Jacobs."
He chuckled and sat up. With a wicked smirk playing across his face, he grabbed the envelope from her and ripped it open with his teeth. Addison giggled and picked up the letter as it fell out. She unfolded it and began to read it out loud. "Dear Mr. Jacobs….blah, blah, blah, we regret to inform you..." she looked up from the letter to gauge his reaction.
Zed's heart was in his throat. Julliard had been his dream since his Dad taught him his very first chord. Years and years of hard work... and now… now it was gone. "It's okay..." he whispered to himself. He looked up to Addison and gave her a weak smile. "I'd be lying if I said I wasn't a bit devastated right now..."
"Z..."
"It's fine, Addie...I'll be okay..."
"You got in..."
His head snapped up. "What?"
"I said, you got in," she said with a large smile as she held up the letter for him to read himself.
"But you..."
"You needed to know how you truly felt."
Zed smiled and wrapped his arms around her as he rolled them both over. "Brat!" She giggled as his lips crashed into hers."That was a dirty trick...but thank you."
"You're welcome," she whispered pulling him down for another kiss. "You and me...we're going to be just fine. You're going to go to Julliard and become the best god damn rockstar they've ever taught. I'll be recording my album. I can come to New York whenever. We can hide away in my Dad's apartment if my stupid Step-Brother isn't there or we can spend time at my mom's penthouse... Besides," she smiled, kissing him again, "what's the point of having a private jet if you don't use it every now and then."
Zed laughed. "I can't believe Addison 'I don't want to have to rely on my family money or name' Donnelly would even suggest such a thing!" he teased in mock horror.
She smacked him playfully on the chest before looking into his eyes. "All the money, all the luxury, all the comforts in this world… this life means nothing… absolutely nothing without you."
He kissed her hard. "You're so perfect."
"You're the only one who knows I'm not," she whispered.
"You're perfect for me...better?"
"I can live with it," she smiled.
"I love you, Adds."
"I love you too, forever."
"And after."
"Now make love to me."
Zed laughed softly, "Gladly...Happy Valentine's Day, Baby."
March
"Make a wish..." Addison whispered as she ran her tongue along his jaw.
Zed grasped her hips tighter as he thrust up. "I'm balls deep inside of you...what more could a guy wish for?"
She let out a laugh that quickly turned into a moan as he bit down on her nipple.
"Ahhh! My eyes!" Bree called out, slapping her palms against her face.
"And this is why I told you we should ring at the gate," Mason laughed from the doorway. He grabbed Bree's arm and pulled her out of the room. "We'll be by the pool smoking a bowl… meet us when you're done."
"They have shit timing," Zed said as he flipped her over and smacked her ass hard. "I was so close."
Addison looked over her shoulder and bit her lip. "Well, you did tell them to meet us over here at midnight… It's not their fault you ripped my clothes off and attacked me the second you walked in."
"I was unwrapping my birthday present!" He said in his defense. "And just so you know... a leather jacket, boots, and a thong do not count as clothes," he laughed, biting her shoulder.
"Are you complaining?"
"Hell no! It's exactly what I asked for!"
She giggled and pulled his face down to hers. "Happy birthday, Handsome."
ZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ
"That was fast!" Mason teased as Addison and Zed walked into the backyard.
"I thought you said 'smoke a bowl' not 'pop a bowl'!" Zed laughed plopping himself down in one of the lounge chairs around the pool.
"We got the munchies!" Bree giggled.
"So… what kind of trouble do you want to get into for your birthday, Trouble?" Addison asked as she helped herself to a handful of Mason's popcorn.
"I have an idea, but it's kind of crazy…. pop-corn me, Baby!"
Addison giggled and tossed a piece of popcorn across the patio. "What's your crazy idea?"
Zed caught it in his mouth and smirked. "I wanna go get a tattoo."
"Seriously?" Mason asked looking at him like he'd suddenly sprouted a second head.
"Yeah. I've always wanted one. Honestly, I'm surprised I haven't gotten one already."
"You know what they say about tattoos..." Addison said in a sing-song voice.
"What would that be, Beautiful?"
"The same thing they say about piercings… they're addicting. You can't have just one."
"I'm pretty sure you're confusing piercings with Lay's potato chips," Mason said, throwing a piece of popcorn at her.
Addison shrugged. "You say potato chips, I say adrenaline rush! I'm in!"
"You are?!" Zed asked in complete shock.
"I mean, I won't get a tattoo, but I could use another piercing."
Mason threw another kernel at her. "Do you even have anything left unpierced?"
"Um, hello… do you ever see any of my piercings?"
"Well no..." he said giving her a questioning look.
"Exactly! That means there are plenty of places still to pierce! I think I'm going to get a Venus!"
Bree threw popcorn at her as well. "Pretty sure your lower back is visible."
Addison shrugged. "I'm eighteen."
"And your mom is going to flip her shit if she finds out!" Mason laughed.
She rolled her eyes and flipped him off as she walked over to Zed.
"Don't be a brat!"
"Sorry, Mase...Don't know how else to be!" She sat on Zed's lap. "So… what are you going to get?"
"Your name."
She smacked him on the chest and laughed. "Seriously, what are you getting?"
"Your. Name... Right here," he said pulling on his bottom lip.
She looked up at him in shock. "You're serious?"
"Yeah."
"But...but…"
"But what?"
"It's so permanent," she whispered, running a hand down his face.
"Adds...I love you. Nothing and nobody, not even time will change that." He kissed her roughly and smiled. "Your name is already tattooed on my heart, mind, and soul for all eternity, what's one more spot?"
Addison giggled and rolled her eyes. "You are crazy. I love you...but you're crazy."
An hour later Addison stood up from the piercer's chair and examined the two metal balls now placed in the dimples of her lower back.
"Vat ookz vad az..." Zed called out from across the room.
She turned and giggled. "What?"
The tattoo artist turned off the machine and handed Zed a small handheld mirror. Before Zed looked at his own tattoo, he turned back to Addison. "I said, that looks badass," he smiled with a wink. He looked in the mirror and flipped his bottom lip. "Zo duz viz..."
Addison walked over to him. "Oh. My. God...That is…." she was at a loss for words. "Fuck it. Carpe Noctum," she said as she closed the distance between them and took Zed's hand, sitting down on his lap. "I want one too! Your name! Same spot!"
"You do?" Bree laughed, looking up from the mirror she had been looking at to inspect her freshly pierced ear.
"Yeah..." She looked back over to Zed, gently pulling his lip down to reveal the fresh ink. "So fucking sexy..."
"Rr ya sr?"
"What?" she giggled releasing his lip.
"I said, are you sure? Piercings are one thing...but tatts are permanent."
She turned around on him, straddling his lap. "What did you tell me just a little while ago before you got my name permanently inked on that incredibly sexy lip of yours?" she trailed kisses down his jaw.
"Touche."
"I love you, Z."
"I love you, too, Adds. Forever."
"And after."
"And I'm going to gag!" Bree teased. "At least if you're getting your lip tattooed I can't hear you be all mooshy for a few minutes."
Addison flipped her off and stuck out her tongue before turning to the tattoo artist and smiling.
"Wait..." Bonzo said grabbing Zed's arm, stopping him from walking further through the parking lot. "So she has your name on her bottom lip?"
Zed nodded and kicked at the gravel beneath his feet. "Yup. She used to do this thing where she'd run her tongue along it and give me the sexiest look… Drove me fucking crazy… That look almost got us banned from the pool at the resort we were staying at during Spring Break in Cabo."
"Dude, if I have to hear about another insane vacation you got to take, I will punch you in the nuts."
Zed laughed. "Sorry man."
"It's fine. I'm just jealous as hell… The closest I ever got to an exotic vacation was being deployed... So, skipping the unbelievable trip to a tropical paradise, what happened after?"
"Prom..."
"Let me guess… king and queen… crazy ass after party…"
"Yeah, how'd you know?" Zed laughed.
Bonzo rolled his eyes.
"Look, you asked… I haven't talked about any of this shit since it happened."
"Again… just jealous as hell… I was a band nerd who didn't lose my virginity until prom night."
"And look at you now! You've got a fresh batch of groupies after every show and you've slept with half the strippers on the East Coast!" Zed teased.
"What can I say, I've come a long way..."
"From nerd to male whore..."
Bonzo smacked him. "You're one to talk."
"I was never a nerd."
"Weren't you like Valedictorian or some bullshit like that?
"No, that was Addison...I was Salutatorian," he added in a rushed whisper.
"Ha!" Bonzo smacked his shoulder again. "I knew you were a nerd."
Zed shot him a glare. "Being smart does not make you a nerd..."
"Keep telling yourself that."
"Whatevs man… Pomp and circumstance and speeches aside, graduation was still one of my favorite nights."
"Another party that would put a teen rom-com to shame?"
"Nope… after we found out that we were going to Hawaii, we had an epic jam session... There were always musicians coming and going from her Dad's house. But the night of graduation… Man, it was just amazing. So many people stopped by to congratulate her… almost half the fucking artists on the label… And then there was her Godfather."
Before Zed could say anything else, Bonzo nut punched him as hard as possible.
"Fuck…" he doubled over in pain. "I wasn't going to tell you about the entire month in Hawaii!" he coughed out.
"You jammed with fucking Slash?!
Zed carefully straightened himself out and placed a hand protectively over his crotch. "Yeah, he even complimented my choice of guitars."
"And spent a month in Hawaii?! A MONTH?!"
He nodded his head. "Best month of my life, too. We flew back to LA for a day for Mason's birthday party…" his eyes darkened for a moment as the memory ran through his mind. He shook his head to clear his thoughts. "Then we flew out to Greece the next afternoon for a few weeks… Everything was perfect," he added in a sad whisper.
"Obviously it didn't last much longer…"
"We didn't even make it past my going away party."
"What happened?"
"She threw this huge party for me at her moms. She was acting weird all fucking night. I was wasted. I passed out. The next morning I woke up at Mason's. I had a text from her with a picture showing me naked with this other girl passed out on top of me… I'd never even seen this girl before…" he shook his head and lit another cigarette. "I tried calling Adds, but it went straight to voicemail. When Mason woke up he punched me...a few times… let me tell you, drummers can hit. I swore to him over and over that I didn't cheat on her...Didn't stop him from knocking out a tooth."
He looked up at Bonzo with a sad look in his eyes. "I swear, I didn't cheat on her." He sighed and took another drag from his cigarette. "I called Addison constantly, but it went to voicemail... every fucking time. I went over to her moms, nothing...same at her Dads house and at Bree's… It's like she just fucking disappeared... So I left... And I still called her every damn day for months even after I got the locket back in the mail...until..." he took a shaky breath and closed his eyes, trying to block out the memory.
"Until the accident?"
"Yeah." Zed opened his eyes and exhaled. "Five years...And now she's here." His hand stilled on the door of the bus. "You asked me a few years ago, why I don't do relationships, why every girl is a one and done...The truth is, I miss her more than I could ever love anyone else… I know we were only together for a short time...and even if I tried to explain us, no one would ever understand… We were just… different."
They walked onto the bus, collapsing onto the built-in couch. Zed leaned over and grabbed his much loved green Les Paul guitar, plugging it into the amp. He closed his eyes as his fingers began to strum.
"It's been a while…."
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AUTHOR'S NOTE:And we're caught up to the present. There will be some additional flashbacks in future chapters to fill in some holes, but for the most part it's all forward progress from here. Feel free to drop me a review to let me know what you think of the story so far! I love hearing from you guys!
MUSIC USED IN THIS CHAPTER:
-Stoned on You: Jaymes Young
-Valentine: 5 Seconds of Summer
(Last chapter; because I forgot to include them)
-Don't Blame Me: Taylor Swift
-Tequila: Dan+Shay