It's So Izzy (Duzzy)

chapter 11

izzy's pov

I was at the big tray's ,a place that all university students go to eat a good meal at a ridiculously cheap price. I finished making my plate and put it on one of the tables, the portion was small since I don't eat much, I got up to get the cutlery and a soda, I was waiting for axl to appear, he and I had a good time together today , we went to the music room to play together, because we knew that if we played in our dorm, we would cause problems, and what we least want are boring teachers talking in our ear
the rehearsal was great, axl has a good voice and great taste in music, we had a lot of fun and made small talk, smoking and drinking beer in secret. when i turned around axl was already sitting at the table, he was eating a sandwich and there was a yellow post it note on the table

"hey man now that was a good show"

I sit down sighing and picking up my cutlery

"true."

"Now we need a drummer, and a bass player, we got the guitar and the voice, we gotta make a band as fast as we can!"

I pointed to the paper and looked up at him "um" he said swallowing a bite of bread "not mine. it was already there when I arrived"

i take the paper and turn it towards me

'talk 2 me'

i turn back and my gaze meets duff's, huff and back to axl

"I think we already found."

later

I head to the door that I think is duff's dorm and that friend of his, holding on to the doorframe, "how the fuck am I going to do that?" heavy sigh and a giant nervousness invades my body, I knock twice on the door and wait

Duff's pov

I look up, while folding the denim shirt I haven't unpacked yet, slash heads for the door and I raise an eyebrow "are you expecting someone?" he shakes his head and opens the door.

thats izzy.

"izzy."

he looks at me and smiles in a rather sad way, nodding his head at me
"can I help you?" slash asks

"well..hum, me and my roommate, i mean, my vocalist, we are looking for a, a bassist player so, I guess i came to know if you, ya know, you wanna joins us sometime"

slash looks at me and i stutter a little

"um, gonna think."

he nods "we're playing in the music room, in case you want to come by."

he leaves and slash locks the door, I think if i really wanna go.

izzy's pov

as soon as i got to my room, i sit on the bed and hold my notebook, with a pen i think about how to start it

"thats the gayest thing ive ever seen in my entire life" that's when i noticed axl's eyes on me

"perdon me?"

"you're doing a LETTER to your lover. thats so cliché"
he laughs

"I'm not. im writing songs."

he nods

"yeah, sure you are"

"how do you even know i have a lover?"
i ask putting the note into my lap

"ive seen how do you guys look at eachother. im not stupid izzy. but youre a pain in the ass with the poor blonde."

I keep making lines against the paper "you don't know the half of what I'm doing. "

he raises his hands " okay okay, live your truth "

he turns his way and i go back to look down to my paper.

"Dear Michael.
i dont even know why i am doing this, but it just feel right. hey duff, i guess im talking to you again, im sorry im not mad at you, but you dont understand. please give me a chance, im gonna take care of it and we are gonna be together again i just need time mike, just time. there is so much there that you dont know about, and i know when I tell you you wont shut up but you have to. i love you and i miss you so much and im hurted for doing what i did, the thing is i always know what to do, but right know, every thing is falling apart and i dont know what to do, and it makes me feel out of control and i hate feeling that way.
i love you and i never stopped loving you at any moment
i wanna feel your breath against mine, your lips against mine, i wanna make you mine again, i wanna hug you i wanna touch you, and i dont wanna let you go.
please give me one more chance and i will tell you everything
come up to the meeting
you'll know everything.

        izzy.

I go to the bathroom in the hall and then go up to another floor, it was late at that point, but I had to do it, I figured that mike and slash were already asleep, considering that it was almost two in the morning
with my fingers I push the folded white paper under the door, hoping he will read it the next morning. then I go back to my room to sleep