Love drove me crazy // James Hetfield

18. my boy

Next day // Christmas Day
Y/n's pov

I was at my dad's house with the band as James sat next to me and drank some water with me on the couch. I had painted his nails from yesterday and they were black, so they looked nice on him.

"Ahh! This one is for Lars!" Robert says and hands Lars a medium sized box.

Lars blushed and smiled and took it. He thanked him as he opened up the present and smiled so wide as he pulled out a picture frame. It was of the band, standing in front of the house they first started in.

"Oh my gosh!! Thank you so much!" Lars says and hugged everyone.

"This one...is to...James!" Dad said and gave James a soft present.

James took it as I faced him and watched him open it. He looked so handsome today....he wore a black crew neck, jeans, a brown belt with a silver belt buckle and black cowboy boots with it but he took them off at the door. James finally opened it and laughed as he showed me the 'ugly' Christmas sweater. It was a black and red Christmas sweater that said 'Metallica' on the top with the Kill 'Em All album on it.

"Awww! Thank you! A kill 'em all sweater- I love it. I'm gonna wear it right now."

He stood and removed his crew neck to expose his handsome dad nod before slipping the sweater on. He looked at everyone and shrugged.

"How does it look?" He asked.

I smiled, "Great, it looks fantastic."

He smiled and sat back down next to me before dad stood up and handed me a small box.

"For you, my dear."

I smiled and hugged him as I began to unwrap it. I opened the tiny box and there laid the keys to a gorgeous Ferrari.

I gasped, "Dad, no!"

He smiled, "I know it's one of your dream cars and a certain decade too."

I gasped even louder, "REALLY?!"

James furrowed his brows, "I'm confused-"

I got up and hugged dad as he walked me to the front door and opened it.

"Your mom had it parked in the second garage! Here you go!"

I gazed at the gorgeous blood red 1986 Ferrari Testarossa.

"Oh my gosh, is that- holy shit it's beautiful!" James said as he gazed at it.

I ran down to it and saw the large red ribbon on it's hood as the tan interior showed through the slightly tinted windows. I jumped in my dads arms and hugged him while he laughed and repeated 'your welcome' after every 'thank you' I said. After the freak out, we went back inside and sat back down to finish what we were doing and then I could take it on a test drive.

"Dad, this is for you," I say and hand him a large present.

He stood up and hugged me before opening it and seeing a guitar case. He furrowed his brows and took it out as he set it down and opened it up.

"Oh my gosh! This is amazing!"

Dad held up the beautiful Flying Gibson V I got him that had the Metallica album 'Ride the Lightning', my dad's favorite. He fan-girled over it as we all wrapped up our gifting and receiving as we moved on to Christmas dinner. Dad was still cooking up the turkey, so I decided to take my beautiful car for a test run. I walked out and to the car as I saw James come out too.

"When are you going to tell him? Roman? That you want to move on?" He asked me.

I sigh, "James, not now. I've been trying to act happy all day long and all night long, so let's forget about it and take my car for a drive. Okay? I know the way he gets jealous and stuff can be toxic but I don't wanna talk about it."

He nods and gets in with me as I start the car and smiled. James held my hand and made me look at him.

"If you need to talk, I'm here. I know for a fact that Roman...he's desperate for you. But it's not what you need, sweetheart. I'm telling you, when I spoke to Linda about him and she said her and him were close. They got to know each other after the party and since then, they've been close...darling, don't stay with him because you feel like you have to."

I sighed and pulled out of the driveway and began to drive as James sighed.

"James, I can't...I can't- I don't know. I feel like I can't even though I want to. I want to move on."

James sighed, "Honey, I know it's hard. I'm here to support you but I don't want you to have all this pressure and stress on your shoulders. I think you should talk to him about that night. What happened afterwords...Linda even told me that he was at her house when you were still at mine."

I nod, "Fucking great."

He rubbed my hand and softly kissed my hand and made me smile a little bit with rosy cheeks.

"Okay, Hetfield, okay," I say with giggles and nudge his shoulder.

•••

We were back home as dad was with Robert and Lars in the kitchen as I laid with James on the couch. I laid next to him with a leg over his abdomen and my head on his chest while his arm was extended over the couch. 'Home Alone' was on as I got tired when I laid on James. He was so warm, smelt so good, felt so comfortable to lay on, he just felt so warm and safe.

"Y/n! I have some homemade ice cream if you want to try some!" Dad yelled and walked into the living room, "oh, hey you two, comfortable, aren't you?"

I nod and sat up as dad gave me the spoon with ice cream in it as I put it in my mouth and tasted it.

"Mhm! That's so good, dad."

He smiled, "Thank you-"

Lars smacked Dad in the face with whipped cream as dad gasped.

"LARS!! YOU FUCKER!!" Dad screamed and chased him.

I laughed and laid back on James and looked up at James.

"How do you deal with all of them for so many years?"

He laughed and rubbed my back, "I don't know myself."

I continued to watch the movie as I saw dad chase Lars into the kitchen as they both had whipped cream all over their faces. I laughed and felt James rub my back a little bit and then began to tickle me.

"James!" I exclaim and laugh.

He smirked, "What? That tickles?"

I giggled more as he pinned my arms down to the couch with me looking up at him. I blushed with him towering over me. I then felt him tickle me again which made me shriek and laugh as I tried to fight back and then I heard my phone ring. I sighed with small giggles and sat up while I grabbed my phone from the coffee table and checked it. Roman.

"It's Roman..." I say.

James took my phone and blocked him while setting it aside.

I gasped, "You just blocked him-"

"He's gone. Now, come here," James said as I laid next to him like before.

I stretch a little while closing my eyes and resting on James. He made me feel so happy. Do I love him? I mean, I do but- do I truly love him and want him forever? Yes.

"KIRK! IT LOOKS LIKE I JIZZED ON MYSELF NOW!!" Lars screams.

I saw them come out and into the living room as they were covered in whipped cream. I laughed and readjusted myself to move myself more on James as I felt something large and hard poke my thigh.

"I need to get cleaned up so we can leave," Lars said and went upstairs.

"SAVE ME SOME ROOM, I'M SHOWERING WITH YOU!" Dad yelled and ran upstairs.

Robert laughed and ran upstairs too, "ME TOO!"

I looked at James as he blushed a lot and sat up with tensed muscles.

"Do you need me to move...?" I asked.

He nods, "I'm sorry- excuse me."

He then got up and embarrassedly walked to the bathroom. I smirked just a little bit to myself and laid down again on the couch.