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Zeke Miller || 25 || Musician || Single

[zekeyymiller]

sxshxm·:

@zekeyymiller

she knew sending a text such as was risky. but she wanted to help, after everything that had happened it was in fact the past. sasha had grown so much in the past five years, she no longer depended on the people around her and she wasn’t afraid to put herself out there which is what she was doing now. she had sent a message to zeke to meet her at a quiet yet rare record store he once took her too years ago in downtown brooklyn. everything in this store was vinyls, the walls and ceiling covered in band and tour posters. she was flipping through a collection of vinyls putting some aside. 

she looked up hearing the bell attached to the store front that would go off whenever someone entered. she smiled seeing the familiar face, she was starting to wonder if he would even show up. “ezekiel miller, thanks for not standing me up” she teased before motioning him to come over to where she was. “remember this?” she said pulling out an old fall out boy vinyl. she walked over to one of the record players and putting in the vinyl setting it to the song dance dance. she smiled at the nostalgic tune blasted through the speakers as she turned facing zeke. mouthing the first few lines to him, before goofily dancing to the song. “high school, you asked me to dance with you to this song.. and boy did we dance.. we danced to the point that mr webster told us to chill before we hurt ourselves or others” she laughed.

Getting the text to meet Sasha at an old record store he had found and shown her quite a while ago was a surprise, but it didn’t bother Zeke at all. After feeling knocked down for so long he wasn’t going to say no to hanging out without someone who felt like home. Sasha had been a part of his life for as long as he could remember, and while they had definitely had their downs he was glad they were both at a stage in their lives where they could talk and it didn’t end in anyone’s feelings getting hurt. Even though he had definitely made mistakes whilst being part of his current label it was clear that the boy had matured somewhat, either that or he had just grown tired.  After getting caught in traffic, Zeke finally made it to the store a little bit later than originally planned, and he flashed Sasha an apologetic smile as he saw her. “Hey,” he breathed out before letting out a laugh. “Are you kidding? I’d never stand you up.” he pointed out, shoving his hands in his pockets as he looked around the store. It had been one of his favourite places once upon a time. Everything about it reminded him of why he loved music so much, and being there now made his chest tighten a little with both that feeling of inspiration and also a little pain at his current situation. At her motion he walked over to her, arching a brow at her question. “Yeah?” he replied, watching as she walked over to the vinyl player. The instant the song started playing Zeke smiled again, his head ducking for a brief moment before he looked up in time to see her mouth the first few lines of the song and started dancing, which to Zeke had always looked amazing no matter how goofy she was being. He took a few small steps closer, his mind instantly flashing back to the high school memory as she brought it up. “Of course I remember, I’m pretty sure he was just offended that we could do the sprinkler better than he could.” he chuckled playfully.

[zekeyymiller]

Cocktails ~

[zekeyymiller]

its-alexandermorris·

Alex looked over at his friend, his eyebrows knitting together in confusion. He’d seen the article - of course he’d seen it. He was one of Zekes friends - heck there was a time when he’d had a google alert on for the guy but he got sick of that nice and quickly. Zeke had a lot of shit going on he knew that and in all honesty - Alex was going to be no help. He too felt nice and stressed. “Okay yeah sure - we get it. Zeke the rockstar and his fake girlfriend break up yeah yeah..” he waved off the issue “You’re sad and frustrated and annoyed and i get it whatever… can we talk about me for a second..” he turned to look at Zeke. Alex took a moment, taking a nice long gulp of his drink, he knew he looked flustered as he ran a hand through his hair he took a deep breath “Dude.. Ariel is here.” he nodded “She’s back.. she’s back from her trip and she is here.” the words spewed quickly from his mouth as if he didn’t even pause for breath. He moved forward and gently grabbed Zeke by the collar “Ariel is here Zeke and i am freaking the fuck out” 

Zeke raised a brow as Alex continued to talk, but he wasn’t offended or mad about his words at all, in fact if anything the boy sitting next to him actually made him crack a smile. A chuckle fell from his lips as he sipped at his drink, only to very quickly put it down as Alex grabbed him by the collar. His eyes slightly wide he swallowed the mouthful before putting his hands on Alex’s shoulders in return. “Dude calm down. I get that you’re freaking out but if you don’t take a breath you’re going to pass out.” he smiled gently, tilting his head slightly. “Just try to act casual, heck you can even speak to her if you feel like you can get two words out without word vomiting.” he teased lightly. 

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love me like you did, love me like you did i’ll give you anything, i’ll give you anything

[zekeyymiller]

Cocktails ~

[zekeyymiller]

its-beccayoung·

Rebecca glanced over as he began speaking, eyebrows creasing slightly as he raised his arms in the air. She could tell by his humourless laugh that he was upset, though it’d been a while since she’d seen Zeke - she still knew his mannerisms. He was pissed. She took half a step back as she listened to him rant, loud enough to make most of the room stop and turn their heads - that being said times had changed. She didn’t worry about the eyes burning into their skulls. “Hey!” she interjected as his rant came to an end “Calm down” she shook her head - looking at him as he stared down at his drink. 

“I’m going to be completely and utterly transparent with you Zeke..” she took a half step back closer to him, lowering her voice. “I don’t know what you’ve been through - I don’t know what you’ve been dealing with - I’m not sure what your relationship was like. I don’t know.” she reiterated, arms folding over her chest “But what i do know.. Is that when we left this mansion - music was everything to you. the music.” she sighed. “Why didn’t you just trust in that?” she asked “I mean - i don’t get it..” she admitted, raising her hands in defeat “It’s like you got caught up in it all - the image thing - i just can’t possibly understand why else you would’ve entered into a fucking fake relationship..” she confessed - maybe it came off a little sharper than she had intended but it was true. “You lied to your fans zeke… about a relationship… why?” she challenged. “Of course it was going to come back and bite you..” she sighed and shook her head “In all honesty - This article might be harsh and it might hurt and it might suck.. But it’s an opportunity to start being honest and to start caring more about the music..” she nodded “Also - I would 100% appreciate if you didn’t snap at me like i had something to do with this… I get that you need to release your anger but you don’t get to do it to me..” she shook her head.”it’s not fair.” 

As Becca started speaking, Zeke shook his head again out of habit as he tried to take her advice and calm down, but no matter how many deep breaths he took his emotions weren’t letting up. “Music is everything, and I tried to trust in it-” he interrupted quickly before shutting his mouth again as she continued speaking, his jaw set and his eyes closing briefly as he listened to every word. She was right, every word that left her lips was right. He had let his image become his main focus, he had lied to his fans and hearing those words, acknowledging those words stabbed him like a knife to the chest. “I’m sorry I snapped at you.” he finally said quietly. “Since signing on with this label they’ve made my image everything. They don’t care about the music, they don’t care about what I actually have to say all they care about is how much they can make off of me. The amount of times they’ve threatened to drop me and completely ruin my rep if I don’t go along with whatever the fuck it is they want me to do is too many to count. So I do whatever they ask, even if it means being in a fake relationship because having my music out there, hopefully changing at least one person’s life means I’m actually doing something with the only talent I have, and don’t just tell me off and say there’s more to me than just my music because you know it’s not true. You know it’s the one thing I’m passionate about, the one thing I can actually do with my life to make a difference and I can’t bear the thought of not having that.” he lowered his voice as he took a sip of his drink and ran a hand over his face, looking back over at her. “I never stopped caring about the music, I never stopped being the same person I’ve always been but the light they paint me in makes me feel like I’m a piece of shit and that’s not something I want associated with my music. The songs I write are so personal but no one’s going to understand or believe that if they don’t take me seriously as an artist..” he shrugged lightly.  “I just don’t know how to show the world who I actually am when all my publicist does is make me out to be some drunk fuckboy - which I definitely am not I totally respect women.” he added with a quick glance to the camera, knowing his mother was most likely watching. 

[zekeyymiller]

Cocktails ~

[zekeyymiller]

its-alexandermorris·

Alex was still settling into the mansion. He’d been so frazzled by the arrival of Ariel, he honestly had no idea that she would end up here - although he probably should’ve guessed that she would be. The whole Benji being here thing should’ve given it away. He took the cocktail party as a good opportunity to try and stop himself from overthinking. He needed to chill out. He glanced around as he entered the room, spotting his friend over by the bar. He made his way over, leaning against the bar by Zeke. 

He let out a deep sigh, ordering a drink from the bartender. He’d barely gotten the glass in his hand before he heard Zekes words. His eyebrows creased in confusion, looking down at this drink and then over at Zeke “Uhh.. I mean that’s why i ordered this..” 

Zeke looked over at Alex quickly as he spoke, his eyes flickering down to the glass in his hand before he let out a deflated sigh and ran a hand through his hair. “Sorry man, I didn’t mean to snap at you.” he mumbled. For a moment he wondered when he had let all of this get to him so badly, when he had lost himself. He knew that if his family could see him now, which they probably could, they would be seriously disappointed. “I just..” he started before shaking his head again. He just what? Couldn’t handle what it took to be in the limelight? 

[lanareys]

(we can live like jack and sally if we want.)

[zekeyymiller]

Cocktails ~

[zekeyymiller]

its-beccayoung·

Rebecca had a theory - the best way to block out negative media? was to avoid negative media and to be honest, it had worked for her so far. All of those trashy tabloids like E, TMZ, Daily Mail - Heck even MTV entertainment news? They were all blocked on her phone - the words were muted on her social media. The only time she ever saw their content? Was filtered through other people. However, there had been mumblings around the house of the first slander article to appear about one of the mansions occupants but she’d had no idea who exactly the article was about and why. She pushed the thought aside, determined to mingle at the cocktail party, catch up with people she hadn’t seen properly just yet. So she threw on a dress, pulled her long brunette waves from her ponytail and was on her way. 

As she entered the party, she noticed a few bodies around the place, smiling as she walked past the familiar faces. Everyone looked great! Everyone looked happy - it was the most positive she’d seen the reckless mansion ever. At least until she laid her eyes on an all too familiar figure. She could see even from a distance, the wrinkles in his shirt - the way he was hunched over the bar. Rebecca was curious - making her way over to the bar. She slid in beside him - looking towards the bartender waiting to place her order. She looked over at Zeke out of the corner of her eye and he did not look happy. Unsure on whether to comment, she chose to divert her eyes to her hands until his words broke her out of her thoughts. She couldn’t help the scoff that escaped her “Yeah - alright then..” she muttered “Wrong audience for that speech.” she shook her head, ordering herself a drink before looking over at him. It became obvious quickly that they article would have had to be about him, unless he had other shit going on, however she hadn’t gotten that vibe when she had first seen him. After a few moments of silence she spoke again “What did they write about?” she asked quietly. 

As he heard her speak, Zeke glanced over quickly at Becca, but he barely turned his head. Facing her of all people when he looked like this was something he didn’t want to do. He had been in bad places before and he knew she had always been there, without judgement to help him pick himself up but it didn’t stop him feeling like he was disappointing her every single time. His anger towards the paparazzi had always stemmed from his anger towards himself, sure they wrote horrible things.. but they did it to everyone, it just seemed to be him who took it to heart so often. Maybe it was because he was too invested in his music, after all it was all he had in life, from when he was old enough to understand it until now music had been the one constant in his life, the one way he could properly express himself because god knows Ezekiel Miller was shocking when it came to actual words.  Her question made him bite his lip in frustration, not at her though, of course he should have known she would guess what was wrong with him, he was frustrated that he let it get him like this.  “Apparently, I’m a raging alcoholic.” he laughed humourlessly as he held up his arms, the drink still in one hand as he spoke loud enough for the cameras to hear, in fact his tone of voice sounded like he was talking directly to them and everyone watching instead of Becca. “I’m an alcoholic who was dumped by my girlfriend who oh yeah, according to their previous news reports I apparently cheated on, even though the whole fucking world knows she was sleeping around too. But do they write about that? Do they drag her into the spotlight? No, of course they fucking don’t.” he started ranting. He should have known better than to say the words that were leaving his lips, words that admitted they were both seeing other people and weren’t actually in a relationship with themselves, he knew both his publicist and Remy would be after his head after he spilled it all, but in that point in time he was too drunk to care. Shaking his head he refused to look back at Becca, glaring down at his drink instead. 

[zekeyymiller]

Cocktails ~

Zeke was annoyed by the fact that yet again an article had been written about him and taken completely out of context. He had actually been really good since his ‘break up’ but everyone had assumed that just because he was partying and having fun he was becoming a raging alcoholic who was spiralling downwards. No matter how much he tried, it would never change the way people perceived him so with the opportunity of a cocktail event he decided to give people what they wanted. A drunk.  He had already pre-drank hard up in his room before pulling on the dress pants and nice shirt that had been offered him, but in typical scruffy Zeke fashion the shirt was a bit wrinkled and his tie was loosely draped around his neck, almost as though he hadn’t bothered to tie it properly.  As he arrived at the cocktail party he made a beeline for the bar, grabbing a drink he didn’t stop to see who else had arrived yet until he heard someone approach him. “If you’re not here for a drink and you’re just going to judge you may as well keep walking.” he muttered.

[zekeyymiller]

ZEKE MILLER DOWN IN THE DUMPS - TMZ

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Luke Hemmings moodboard {3/?} — general

[zekeyymiller]

its-beccayoung·

Rebecca couldn’t deny, there was a definite sense of awkwardness here. It had been so long and they had been so close. It was crazy to remember how much they’d been through. Hell, she’d been a drug addict last time she’d been here. She was the definition of off the rails back then. Now here she was a completely changed person. He’d changed too.. however she didn’t exactly know what he’d gone through. 

“it’s crazy to think, right?” She smiled softly, closing the gap between them and wrapping her arms around him in a hug, letting go of a breath she wasn’t actually aware she was holding on to. They had so much to catch up on, good and bad. A moment or two passed before she pulled back, looking at him “so do you..” she smiled at him. “Look at all the hair..” she let out a soft laugh. 

“Yeah..” Zeke mumbled, smiling happily as she closed the gap and welcomed his embrace. He gave her a gentle squeeze as he leaned down to bury his face in her hair out of habit. He didn’t even stop to think about if it was appropriate or not because at the end of the day, even after all these years it was still Becca. The two hadn’t argued or fallen out, they had just drifted apart which in a way was worse because he honestly didn’t know where they stood. He laughed along with her as she mentioned his hair, going slightly cross eyed as he looked up at it. “Hey it’s not that crazy.” 

[zekeyymiller]

its-alexandermorris·

Alex knew the source of the voice immediately. He’d known Zeke for a very long time. He looked over at him as he felt the hand on his shoulder, eyebrow kinking upwards as he listened to his warning. Alex took a moment, scratching the back of his neck awkwardly “I mean wow.. That was Dark” he nodded, glancing over at him “What a warm welcome that was..” he shook his head, voice laced with sarcasm “Here i was thinking ‘free holiday’” 

Zeke let out a laugh and shrugged at Alex’s response. He was sure by now after all their years of friendship Alex knew he was kidding, kind of. The house did bite though. “Hey man, I’m just keeping it real okay.” he chuckled. “It is great to have you here dude, and it can still be a free holiday, you just gotta remember not to run down the halls naked unless you want the world seeing your junk.” 

[zekeyymiller]

aprestxn·

she looked at him, giving him a smile. he looked so familiar, she knew he was a returnee of the show but she felt like she knew him from elsewhere. “no, no it’s okay. i was just– messing around really” she said looking back at the piano, her fingers tapped down on the keys. “it’s been awhile since I was able to play around on a piano like this. unless you count the ones i danced around in croatia and greece” she smiled softly at the memory. “sorry sugar i am being so rude, i’m ariel. newbie to this place.” 

“Well your messing around is actually really good. If you didn’t already know that.” he replied with a chuckle as he moved a little further into the room. He raised a brow as he caught a glimpse of an idea of what adventures she had been on. “Croatia and Greece huh? Sounds like there’s a story behind that.” he grinned before shaking his head and holding up his hands. “No need to apologise. I’m Zeke.. and new hey? I didn’t know they were bringing newbies in.” 

[zekeyymiller]

aprestxn·:

@zekeyymiller | ariel&&zeke

she mindlessly played with the keys of the grand piano that she had found in one of the common rooms. her eyes were closed as she hummed along with the familiar old tune of black bird by the beatles. she had always had a soft spot for old songs such as. she opened her eyes only to look at her finger placement on the ivory keys in front of her. “oh, shit” she said softly when realising she wasn’t alone anymore. “hey, sorry was i making too much noise..?”

Zeke was wandering around the house, trying to ignore the annoyance he felt from yet another article that had been posted when he heard the piano in one of the common rooms being played. Following the sound he smiled gently as he watched the girl lost in her music. He knew that feeling well, it was the reason why he wanted to play for the world. It was both saddening and refreshing at the same time. As she stopped playing he was snapped back into reality. “Oh, no you were fine. Sorry I didn’t mean to startle you.” 

[zekeyymiller]

sxshxm·:

she looked up at the boy that was her first love, he still had the dorky ability to make her smile. she laughed as she took his hand so she could pull herself up from the floor. “i’m fine, all good” she assured him as she looked down at herself. nothing felt broken so she assumed she was perfectly fine. “takes more than a guitar case to knock me down” she crossed her arms across her waist. “busy, but really good. i like being kept busy and distracted. i was just as shocked when they asked me to come back but i guess with all the drama you, sam and i brought in to the show back in the day it’s no surprise really.” she said shrugging, she knew that the three of them were beyond all that now. “how does your label feel about you being here, don’t suppose your ‘girlfriend’ is happy you’re in a mansion with becca and i?” she teased knowing the truth.

“Good, my mum would kill me if I was the reason you broke something.” he smiled gently, easily picturing how his mother would go off about how he needs to respect women. Which he did of course, most of the time anyway... Sasha was one of the girls he would always have deep respect for, no matter what happened between them. “You are pretty tough.” he admitted with a grin, nodding as she spoke. “That’s good, being busy is pretty good. I also hear you girls are doing great, I’m proud of you both.” he said before laughing and scratching the back of his neck. “Yeah I guess we did. Boy that was crazy.” he shook his head, glad those days were behind them now. At her question he instinctively rolled his eyes, folding his arms across his chest as he leaned against the doorframe. “They actually told me to come back, and Remy and I broke up a couple of months ago. I’m surprised you didn’t see it on the giant billboard that likes to advertise everything in my life.” he replied, sarcasm lacing his words. 

[zekeyymiller]

its-beccayoung·

In all honesty, Rebecca hadn’t seen him when she’d entered. For all she knew the place could’ve been empty and it was a big place. However when she heard the familiar voice, she turned to look over at him. It had been years since they’d seen each other. She couldn’t exactly pinpoint the moment that they’d began drifting apart but it had definitely happened over time. Life and ambitions had gotten in the way. Zeke had become very quickly successful - she’d remembered vaguely seeing his name in tabloids surrounding his music, his relationships, his friends. However it was toxic media that Rebecca tried to avoid. 

Then it had been her turn - after everything took off for her and her relationship with Evan - it had all been a lot. This was the first time she could truly consider herself on some weird form of vacation since reckless. “Zeke Miller…” a small smile crossed her features - she was unsure of how to act. Were they still friends? Would they still get along? She knew she was a different person, was he? She took a step closer “maybe mores changed than not..” she agreed “i guess thats what the show is trying to find out..” she gave a half shrug “your right though.. this place is the same.” she nodded as her eyes landed back on him. “It’s been a long time..” 

Zeke smiled softly as she said his name. Becca had always been someone who was extremely important to the male, even after drifting apart he had never once stopped caring about her or wondering what she was up too in life. He had kept tabs from afar when he could, asking Sam or Sasha every now and then how the girl was going instead of messaging her himself. He wasn’t sure why, maybe he thought she deserved better, in fact he knew she deserved better. His name was all over the tabloids in the worst ways possible and he didn’t once want to drag her into any of that no matter how much he cared about or missed her. His life had become more about the dumb rumours about him than the music he loved to create so much, he had become something he actually despised but he always wondered what life would have been like if he hadn’t aimed so high. All he had wanted was to share his music with the world, but he hadn’t stopped to consider what the consequences for doing that would be.  “Well no matter how much has changed, you should get over here and give me a hug.” he said as he held his arms out. “It has been a long time. You look great Becca.” 

[zekeyymiller]

sxshxm·:

@zekeyymiller | sasha&&zeke

her head was down buried in her phone, she was constantly busy she had been working overtime since opening up a musical theatre division in her new york office. sasha moore now even had her own assistance trying to keep the young forbes under 30 most influential title holder afloat with everything happening at sweetner. records. “where on earth has becca gone off too now” she muttered to herself as she started messaging her best friend/business partner. sasha was in two minds about coming back on to this show, but after the drama that involved the aussie they wouldn’t take no as easily as she hoped besides she was hoping to use this as a new platform to discover new and deserving talent. 

her train of thought was all over the place, soon knocking her in to reality was she tripped over a guitar case sitting in the hallway. she let out a small yelp more out of shock and reaction than anything else. “the fu–” she began to curse when noticing the familiar case. “ezekiel?” she called out still on the floor. she smiled looking up at the familiar face. “thought you’d know better by now than to leave your stuff laying around” she teased as she stood up. “how’s it going stranger?”

Zeke was all over the place as he “tried” to unpack his stuff in his and Sam’s room, but like his life his stuff was all over the place. He was actually shifting through the explosion of clothes as he tried to find his guitar case.. and then he heard a yelp and a thud outside the door. Turning around quickly, his eyes were wide as he heard his name called out.. his full name, which obviously meant his was in trouble. Rushing forward he smiled sheepishly at Sasha as he held out a hand to help her up.  “Holy shit, Sash. I’m so sorry. Are you all good?” he asked quickly, eyeing her briefly to make sure she wasn’t visibly injured. “I was uh- actually looking for that, so thanks for helping me find it.” he laughed faintly as he nudged the case inside the room with his foot. “It’s going okay, how about you? I didn’t realise you were coming back too.”