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as the record breaks through the charts and the boys start to plan their new tour, slash and the boys ask if you want to come along.
you think about it for a second then nod your head excitedly
"if you fucjing piss me off man your going straight home" slash says to you shaking his head
"hey cut her some slack man she's the best" steven says, wrapping his arm around you.
"at least someone in this band likes me!"
you look over to the corner of the room to see izzy looking at you while talking quietly to axl.
your stomach drops and nerves kick in as you have no idea what Izzy and Axl are talking about
"uh hey Slash? what's up with Izzy and Axl?"
"their probably just talkin about tour, don't worry about it"
you look at izzy and he whips his head away from you again and looks at axl.
"whatever, i'm going back to my room, congrats my brotha" you give slash a hard pat on the back and you walk down the hallway to your room, izzy's eyes feel glued to you and you can't help but feel the tension between you guys, what was that?
i close my door and lie down on my bed, looking at the posters on my ceiling. thoughts start to wander to what Izzy and Axl are whispering about
you try to ignore it and think about other things but your heart beats faster your face grows hot and you can't help but wonder if Izzy is thinking about you as well
the boys plug in their amps. you try and pick out Axl's voice from the song Slash is playing but his voice is drowned out by Izzy's guitar. it seems like Slash and Axl are arguing about how to play the song while Izzy keeps playing the same riff over and over again. it's making you crazy trying to figure out what he was saying about you to axl, surely they were talking about you, why else would they be looking at you right?
you open your door and slowly walk to the kitchen and open the fridge, grabbing a beer and opening it, watching the boys talk about the lyrics
you feel the same pair of eyes glued to you in the kitchen as before. izzy watches you looking at the boys while they argue, he has no interest in their fight, only you.
"i'm just gonna go to the bathroom guys" izzy yells over them, they take no interest
you can feel izzy following you back to your room, you walk in and close the door behind you, only for him to knock a few seconds later just as you sit back on your bed
"yeah?"
"hey.." he says
"oh hi.."
you sit up on your bed
"so what are they fighting about?"
"oh um they're just arguing about the set list for the show tonight, nothing too exciting." he says
"listen, i know this is strange but.. i wanted to talk to you."
"about what?"
he walks further into my room and shuts the door behind him
"so i um-" he hesitates and looks out the window for a second and sits on the chair at my desk, turnt to me
"so your coming on tour with us?" he changes the subject
"uh yeah, stevie fucking begged me" you smile and look up at him
"so uh.. you and popcorn are dating right?"
"noo, ive known him since slash and i were kids, just good friends"
"oh that's good.."
you laugh at him a little "what's it to you?"
"nothing just um- curious, so how'd you guys meet him?"
"um high school, all three of us went to beverly together"
"oh shit, nice"
"i thought slash would've told you all this" you laugh and watch him dangle and kick his feet off your chair
"i knew you guys were all close but i'd don't know you had been close for that long" he smiles at you
"so uh, when's tour starting?"
"uh- i think just few weeks. we gotta get management sorted and stuff"
"you don't seem excited?"
"yeah, idk, performing just makes me nervous"
"you'll do fine, i could hear you playing"
"yeah the boys were fighting i got bored" he laughs and looks down, kicking his feet together. "well i'm gonna get back, the guys are gonna think i'm taking a shit".
he walks out of your room and heads back to the boys. you lie back down on your bed
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axl and duff leave a bit later that night (tbh it was like 4 am) and izzy and steven got too drunk to drive home so they slept on the couch
you wake up and brush your hair out, walking to the kitchen and seeing the boys lying on the couches, beer bottles everywhere and... yep, you thought right...
vomit.
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