Fading to Black // Kirk Hammett

14. 'Tallica On Tour

February 7th, 1984

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The guys finally released their new album Ride The Lightning today. I'm honestly so fucking proud of them, the albums amazing. They worked so hard on it too, I already feel like it's gonna be super successful too. I may be bias, but I don't think there's a single bad song on there.

They were having a release party tonight to celebrate it with a few other bands. I'm not a total party person, but hey if there's alcohol I'll be there. Plus Kirk wanted me to go, and I thought that I should be there to support him, and my brother especially.

These past few months with Kirk have honestly been the best few months of my life. We've been together for almost 4 months now. I just feel so at peace around him, and there's never a dull moment when we're together.

I'm undeniably in love with him, and it just feels stronger every passing moment. However I still have yet to say it out-loud, but then again neither has he.

Sometimes I still can't shake the thought that I may just be a fling to him. I try to push it off more now, because as I've said before, he's never given me an actual reason to believe so.

Other than my typical overthinking, everything's going good. He's still extremely affectionate, if not more than he was before.

He's very touchy, which I absolutely love. Anytime he touches me in literally any way, my mind goes fuzzy and I melt into him. Honestly I'd never realized how much of a physical touch person I was before him, now I crave for his hands to be on me somehow.

Dave and I were never extremely touchy, and I never thought much of it. Then again Dave's a completely different person.

I still haven't heard from him since October, nor has anyone mentioned him to me.

I let my natural curl pattern take over my hair, I've been doing that more recently. Rather than blowing it dry and using rollers nearly everyday, doing this is a lot easier.

I slipped on a tight, black, spaghetti strap dress, along with some slouch socks, and black converse. The dress was casual, but looked nice.

I was a sneakers with dresses girl, sue me. I'd never learned to walk in heels, nor did I plan to do so at this point. Every time I put them on, I almost snap my ankles off.

I put on some mascara, light-winged eyeliner, and red lipstick. I started putting on my jewelry as I heard my bedroom door slowly creak open.

Not really acknowledging it, I kept my back turned, and felt a pair of arms snake around my waist.

"You look gorgeous baby." Kirk said lowly into my ear, kissing my cheek.

That fucking turned me on.

Actually now that I think about it, in the nearly 4 months we'd been together we've never had sex. Not like I was avoiding it or anything, it just hasn't happened. He hadn't even brought it up.

I turned around so that my body was facing his, I stood on my tip-toes and softly pressed my lips against his. He didn't hesitate to do so back.

"God I lo-" He started, before his eyes widened and he stopped himself.

"What?" I stared at him.

Was he seriously about to say what I thought he was? The three little words I'd been longing to here for months.

"uh, I look disgusting!" He blurted out. "Yeah, that's what I was saying. I look disgusting, but then I changed my mind!" He rambled nervously.