KIRK HAMMETT IMAGINES (NEW)

Stolen Guitar

Pouring rain as always, you left your apartment 30 mins ago headed to the airport for your sunny vacation in Cali. You've always been so independent and didn't understand why getting actual alone time was so hard. You've accomplished so much, from leaving a small horror filled town to the city where you work as a performance photographer.

Your mind began to wonder and you no longer were paying attention to the cars or the fact you could barely see the lines on the road.
Only thought about what's ahead for tomorrow...

As you turn off the highway, your headlights Met with a large object and your windshield gets hit by what looks like a shoe. You swerve and hit something that causes you to smack your face against the wheel and groan in pain.

Unfortunately Your immediate thought was that your were gonna miss your flight. Not about the moose sized object in the road you just clobbered.

You get out of the car, already getting soaked.
Something felt off, so you decided not to rush to whatever it was.

The closer you got, the more eager you were to just get back in and drive off.

You finally got to the front of the car and saw nothing but a case . You look around to see what the hell you hit. But only saw this case that was a few feet from the right of the car.

You walk and get it and bring it back to your car and opened it to see a guitar. Nothing you've ever seen before. Only in trashy garage bands and music videos . You rummaged around more and saw a tag
With a number and note that wrote "if you're touching this. Chances are it's stolen. Call ###~###~#### or get wrecked - KIRK"

"What the hell is wrong with guys around here"
You shut it and drove off

You arrived to the airport and got pass checked bags and security .
You began to run to whoever was wearing a uniform to bribe to let you on the flight

"Hey miss, the flight you're running to is delayed"
The guy smiles and leans back against the wall

"By what an hour?"
You're honestly relieved

"Try 3"
He looks just as annoyed as you did when he informed you

"What the fuck" you looked around and spotted a mom covering her sons ears

The boy chuckled while you looked for a seat

"Well good news for you , you looked like you were already running late"
He sat across from you

"Yeah, not so good news is I think I hit someone on the way which made me late"

"Wow. Some gnarly shit"
He slapped his hand over his mouth while the lady from earlier took her kids to the other side of the waiting area.

"Hey I didn't catch your name by the way" he leaned back and brushed his hair from his face

"Y/N. What's yours?"
You mimicked his posture

"Kirk."

——2 hours later ———

Two hours went by and all you guys have done is geek out over slasher movies and eat snacks from the vending machine.

"Dude How old are you? I'm sure your parents are worried all the time for you"

He got closer like he was gonna tell you a secret
"You won't believe this. But I'm actually 23"

"You're kidding, no offense but you look-"

"17. I know. But here's my license to prove it"
He handed me his license that showed "11/18/1962"
His picture looked like it tried to be covered with tape. You peeled it back and he hurried and snatched

"Hey. Don't look at that. Anyways you believe me now?" His face was flushed with pink

"Two things. For one, why didn't you tell me it was your birthday tomorrow? And secondly. I think you look really cute in those glasses" you gave him a genuine smile that made him blush again

"I mean it's no big deal, plus my band mates always tease me about them" he began to pace around me

"Band mates?"
This guy was more mysterious than he led on

"Yeah... band mates. More like coworkers I guess. Nothing serious" he tried to down play the breaking news

"Hey why didn't you tell me your in a band?!"
You sat up and threw whatever candy you had at him

"Look it's not something I just go on and on about. Plus i don't know... I like being mysterious "
He winked
It's like he read my mind ..

"So what are you? Lead guitarist?" You joked

He almost broke his neck to stare at you
"Yeah, exactly that. Are you like a undercover fan or something" he laughed but seemed serious

"No? I just could honestly tell cause you've been chewing on a pick for an hour and when I first ran in I saw you doing air guitar. Seemed like a bad ass riff you were doing though" you laughed and watched as he sat down with his hands covering his face

"I can't believe you saw that.
But yeah, our band is called Metallica I just performed with them tonight. My old lady wanted me home for my birthday this year. Which is why I'm going to cali. Our show was sick as hell though, definitely a birthday to remember since my guitar got stolen... those bastards" he looked bummed

" I think I've heard of your band. I do concert photography and names get thrown around all the time. And sorry to hear about your guitar. I actually just found one..."

"WAIT" you both said at the same time
Kirk jumped up
"You're "y/n. Y/l/N.!? We've been trying to get booked with you for the longest"

"What? Shush real quick...
Wait really? . Anyways * you pulled out the paper from earlier with the name and number *
You're the Kirk from this note?"
You shoved it at him and he took it and immediately bear hugs you and knocks you down

"HOLY SHIT Y/N!!, YOU HAVE MY GUITAR?"
He sat beside you and began to help you up

"Dude yeah, it's with my bags I checked. When we land I'll give it to you"
He stood there still smiling with his cute crooked teeth and hands on his head

~~~~~~~~3 hours later*plane lands*~~~~~~
The whole flight you and Kirk talked

He told you everything about him and you told him all there was to know about you.

You both waited for the bags and he spotted the guitar and rushed to grab it

"There's my baby"
He hugged it for what seemed like an eternity

"There you have it. And here's the note , in case ya know. It gets stolen again " you hand him the note but he just gives it right back

"Keep it , it has my number so you can call"

You rummage through your purse and hand him your card
"Here. This has my number, email, and it's an lifetime coupon to get photos with me whenever you want. You're band seems like good people, I wouldn't mind touring with you guys and getting you more proper public appearance . It's also my way of telling you to keep in touch" you hand him the card and go in for a hug

"Thank you so much y/n. This is the best birthday present ever. And I'd love to have you on tour with us. Our band would die over this."

~~~~~

You guys talked a little bit more until his mom came and got him. You went your separate ways and left with a hug and many more "thank you's" from Kirk.

No later than a week, you were on the road with Metallica and you couldn't be happier