Nothing Else Matters (Macky) ~ Chapter 1

Nothing Else Matters (Macky) ~ Part 1:
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A quick little note before this gets started...this is a sequel to my one-shot Just As You Are. After this, I don't have any more plans of writing Macky, but I'm not gonna say that I won't because last time I did, this is what happened. Anywhores...if you're adverse to slash, homosexuality, mpreg or any of the like, please, hit your back button now and leave. This is not the fic for you. With that being said, enjoy.

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Rome, Italy...

Zacky Baker tapped his barefeet against the carpeted floor and drummed his fingers impatiently on the desk as he waited for his video chat to start. He smiled brightly when he saw his grinning boyfriend pop up onto the screen. "Hey, Mattie!"

"Hey, Zee," Matt Sanders chuckled. "How's Italy?"

"It's cool. Ya know, seeing relatives and sightseeing with my sister is a lot of fun, but I miss you," Zacky ended with a pout.

"What have I told you about pouting?"

"Well, you can't do anything about it this time," Zacky replied, sticking his tongue out.

"You do realize that you're gonna be coming back, don't ya?"

"Well, yeah, duh."

"Don't duh me, Baker," Matt growled out, rolling his eyes when Zacky giggled.

"So, do you miss me, Mattie?"

"Of course, I do."

"Just checking," Zacky giggled again. "So, what have you been doing since I've been gone?"

"Not too much, really. Working out with some of the guys from the team mostly.

Zacky smirked. "You never take a day off from working out, do ya?"

"Yeah, well, you don't complain about the results," Matt replied with a smirk of his own.

Zacky rolled his eyes and shook his head, flipping up one of his middle fingers. Almost immediately, though, he cocked his head to the side and furrowed his eyebrows in confusion. "Mmhhmm.."

"Babe, what is it? What's wrong?" Matt asked, concerned.

"Just a sec. Don't say anything." Zacky listened harder and then let out a sigh. "Mattie, I gotta go."

"What? Why? Zacky, tell me what's wrong."

"Ziah...sounds like she's crying. I have to go check on her. I'll...uhm...call you in a little while. I love you."

"Okay. I love you, too."

Zacky blew a quick kiss to Matt, turned his laptop off, then hurried out of his room and across the hall to his twin sister's room. "Ziah?" he called out as he knocked.

The sobbing stopped suddenly and Zacky could hear some faint sniffling. Without waiting for any reply, he opened the door and stepped into the room, pushing the door closed behind him.

"Sissy, you okay?"

Ziah Baker looked up at Zacky, sniffled again and then shook her head as she started to sob all over again. It was heart-wrenching for him to see his sister in so much obvious pain. He quickly rushed across the room, climbed into the bed with Ziah and pulled her into his arms and a tight hug.

"Ziah, what's wrong? What happened?" he asked in a confused whisper.

"N-Nothing," Ziah barely managed to hiccup out.

"Bullshit. Tell me."

"Brian canceled our video chat...again."

Zacky arched a surprised eyebrow. "What do you mean again?"

"He always has something better to do. We've set up times to Skype every night, and he's canceled every single time. It just hurts...hurts really bad that he doesn't seem to miss me as much as I miss him."

"You haven't Skyped with him at all?" Zacky asked in total bewilderment.

Ziah shook her head, wiping the tears from her face. "Nope. I haven't even talked to him on the phone in two weeks."

"That totally, blows, but, Ziah, you know that Brian loves you," Zacky reassured softly.

"I...I kn-know. That's why it hurts so badly."

"I know it does, and I wish I could take that pain away."

Zacky rocked Ziah back and forth, quietly singing to her just as he'd done when they were little kids and she was scared by a nightmare. Once she was asleep, he pulled his cell phone out and sent a text to Matt, keeping close to Ziah in case she needed him when she woke up.

Are you and Brian hanging out?

It took about ten minutes before Matt sent back a reply. Yeah. Why?

Zacky narrowed his eyes and shook his head. He quickly punched out a reply, sent it and then turned his phone to vibrate so any other texts coming in wouldn't bother Ziah in any way. It's nice to know he'd rather be partying with you and fuck knows who else instead of talking to his girlfriend. Ziah's so torn up because she hasn't talked to him in two weeks. Tell Brian he's in deep shit. With me.


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Huntington Beach, California...


Matt whistled as he read the last text his boyfriend had sent to him. He knew how close Zacky was to Ziah, so if his boyfriend said that his best friend was in deep shit with him, then he believed it. Shaking his head, he made his way through his teammates and over to his best friend, who was sitting by himself out on the back deck.

"Yo, Haner," Matt called out as he walked out onto the deck, plopping down on the chair beside the other teen.

"Hey, Sanders," Brian Haner, Jr. sighed out.

"I'm just gonna come out and tell ya this. Zacky's really pissed off at you. Actually, his exact words were that you're in deep shit with him."

"Figures," Brian mumbled, rolling his eyes and sighing.

"What's up, bro? You're sitting out here all by yourself and you've been totally anti-social the past few days. Talk to me, Brian."

"I miss Ziah sooooooo fuckin' much. It hurts too much to even hear her voice, when all I wanna do is be with her."

"Blowing off Skype chats and not talking to her on the phone has Ziah hurting more than you are. You think this is easy for her?"

Brian shook his head and sighed, disgusted with himself. "No, I don't think it's easy for her at all. I'm just a fuckin' moron."

"Well, pull your cell phone out and call her, Brian. She needs to hear your voice and you need to hear hers."

"Yeah," Brian nodded his head, pulling his cell phone out and immediately hitting "1" on his speed-dial, and then putting the phone to his ear. His heart started to race as the rings started. By the time the call was answered on the fourth ring, he felt extremely nauseous.

"Hello?" Ziah answered sleepily.

Brian's face broke out into a bright, face-splitting smile. "Hey, baby girl."

Ziah gasped in surprise. "B-Brian?!?!"

"Yeah, it's me, baby."

"Mmpf."

"Ziah, I am so sorry. I was being a complete fuckin' moron. I thought that hearing your voice and seeing you on webcam would hurt too much, but I realize not talking to you hurts more."

"You don't think I miss you like that?" Ziah asked softly.

"No, no, Ziah, I know that you do. It's been almost two weeks since I've seen you and I just miss you more and more every minute of the day that ticks by. So, can you forgive me for being an insensitive moron?"

Ziah giggled, which had Brian smiling even bigger. "Yeah, yeah, I forgive you...this time."

"Thank you."

"Welcome. How have things been?"

"Same ol', same ol'. It's definitely not the same without you. How's Italy?"

"It's pretty and Zacky and I always enjoy hanging out with our grandparents, but I wish you were here."

"Me, too, baby girl, me, too."