Mending

Mike laughed again.
"Who in the fuck are you trying to kid? You probably have HIV im glad he walked in on you two before you gave it to ugly ass ad ugly ass gave it to MY Zacky.

"He ain't yours." Curt snarled. "He's mine and he knows it."

Mike wrapped an arm around Zack's waist and pulled him close.
"No....You dont deserve him. He is MINE, you got your whore and I got Zack. He is too good for you anyways." Mike kissed Zack's cheek softly.

Zack tried to act comfortable with the affection as he smirked, trying not to let Curt see how much it made his heart ache to see his arm around Trent's waist, his hand caressing his thigh.
"Whatever, fuck off, get married, see if I give two shits." Curt grumbled as he pulled Trent into the house.

"Okay! Call us when you get the test results back! I wanna see when you are told you got aids for being a slut!" Mike growled but turned to Zack.
"Don't even go looking like that. Fuck him, you can do better."

Zack smiled softly as he got back in the car, sighing softly as he waited for Mike got in.

Mike got in and leaned back against his seat.
"Not kidding I think Trent has STD or something. Im glad you found out, i would hate for you to get that shit."

"Me too. I guess its a good thing..." He sighed and ran a hand through his hair as he tried to shake it off and drive.

"Zack, that mother fucker does not deserve you. Im not much and even im better than his stupid ass." Mike growled.

Zack attempted a smile.
"Yeah, thanks but yesterday was our two year anniversary... it's gonna take me a sec to forget about him..." He sighed.

"You can use me if you wanna. Im tired of games but Why not anymore." Mike shrugged and looked over at him.

Zack shrugged.
"That's up to you man. If you wanna."

Mike looked over to him with a grin.
"Im not the one who just broke up with a fuck face ass hole."

Zack chuckled.
"Well I don't wanna like make you." He smirked. "I meant its like your choice... imma shut up now."

"Or you could sing to me like you did last night." Mike snickered to himself.

"Oh fuck I was singing?" Zack groaned. "Damnit, what was it?"

'Dude you were singing nickleback to Justin Bieber. All very off key. It was ridiculous." Mike laughed.

"Fuckkk." Zack cursed. "SO in front of the whole bar? Shit."

"I got you down before you got too bad. I took you to the bathroom and there you told me what happened."

Zack nodded.
"Well thanks for, y'know, pretending back there. Think you pissed him off for whatever reason."

"No problem, I should have kicked his ass for you. I would have but it was funny as hell just teasing him my 'my' boy."

Zack grinned.
"He has no right to call me his anymroe but he's a possessive bastard." He shrugged.

"So am I." Mike answered simply enough and most every one knew it.

"So, you single? Not that I'm suggesting we date but yeah, again, shutting up now." Zack chuckled.

"Yeah, I have absolutely no attachments. So if ya wanna date im up to that." Mike looked over at him with a smirk.