Disclaimer: I do not own Schhol of Rock, I have just borrowed Zack and Freddy for a while. They are currently locked inside my closet. Which is very small.

A/N: I really like this one. I tried as best as I could with all the instruments and all that.

Freddy loved to watch Zack play the guitar. He loved to watch how Zack's fingers moved over the strings, pressing them down and creating wonderful, wonderful music. He loved to watch Zack's skinny, elegant fingers dance over the neck of the guitar.

Freddy could stare for hours at Zack. But he loved to watch Zack play the guitar the most. A couple of times at band practice, it had almost gone wrong. Freddy had been too busy watching Zack, that he had forgotten to play when he had to.

Freddy loved how Zack mouthed the words to the song they were playing. How his little, pink lips formed the words. Freddy loved how Zack's dark brown eyes narrowed when they played a new song. How his brows furrowed and his lips pressed tightly together. How Zack only had his eyes on his fingers that moved over the strings, and occasionally, the papers with the chores.

But Freddy loved to watch even more when they played one of the old songs. He loved how Zack's eyes closed and how he didn't even have to look at his own fingers. How his body moved to the beat, how he swinged his hips back and forth. How he occasionally moved his head to the beat, making his hair sway back and forth and his eyelashes flutter against his cheeks.

Freddy loved to watch Zack play the guitar. Hell, Freddy just loved to watch Zack.

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Zack loved to watch Freddy play the drums. He loved to watch how Freddy's hands guided the drumsticks, and made them crash down onto the drums. He loved to watch how Freddy's fingers were tightened around the thin sticks, and how he made such amazing music.

Zack could stare at hours at Freddy, without he even noticed it himself. His eyes just drifted towards the drummer every time he was in the room. Sometimes, Freddy had noticed Zack's eyes on him, but had just winked at him and smiled. And at times, when they had band practice, he had even forgotten to play when it was his turn, because he was busy watching Freddy.

Zack loved how Freddy smiled when he played the drums. How he always had a big grin on his face. Zack loved how Freddy's fingers caressed his drumsticks while he was waiting for his turn How he could make everyone do their best and cheer at them. He loved how Freddy, when they were learning a new song, sticked his tongue out slightly, at the corner of his mouth. It was adorable.

Zack loved how Freddy banged his head, making his spiky hair look even more messy. How he could twist his head from side to side to the beat. How his leg moved up and down when they played. How his eyes fell half-lidded and he seperated his lips, panting. How his cheeks turned a healthy pinkish colour and his eyes shined.

Zack loved to watch Freddy play the drums. Well, Zack just loved to watch Freddy.