80s Band Imagines

💙Izzy #22- Dense

"I just don't get it."

"I don't get how you don't get it."

"I don't get how you don't get that I don't get it."

"I don't get that you don't get that I don't get what you don't get."

'I-"

"Stop!"
Duff interrupted.

"What the hell are you even arguing about now?"
Axl asked from his spot in the grass.

"June's lying-"

"Izzy doesn't get-"

"She doesn't make sense-"

"No! He doesn't understand-"

"Shut up both of you. Sit down so we can figure this out."
Duff cut us off again.

We both complied, grumbling curses under our breath and sitting down in the grass.

"June, why don't you explain your side."
Slash offered.

"Why does she get to go first?"
Izzy complained.

"Shut up."
Axl snapped at Izzy.

"So, I told Izzy that lately I've been talking to Dylan. Y'know football running back Dylan. But he doesn't think I'm capable of pulling dudes or talking to anyone who isn't him. He doesn't understand that I can juggle being friends with you guys and entertain my own personal life."
I rambled, rolling my eyes at the last statement.

"Because-"

"It isn't your turn."
Steven cut him off.

"He doesn't understand that I can handle both and he doesn't get how someone would want to talk to me. Someone that isn't the five of you."
I said, my voice getting softer.

"That's not-"

"But he doesn't ever let me talk so he doesn't even know how everything started. He doesn't know all of the little details because he hasn't let me explain."
I sighed.

"Done?"
Duff asked after a beat of silence.

"Yeah."
I said softly.

"Izzy."
Duff motioned.

"It's not that I don't get that other people find her attractive or want to hang out with her. I don't get how I'm just now finding out, after like a month. I don't get how it came to be and why she didn't tell me."

"I was go-"

"June."
Slash warned.

"And it's not that I don't think she can't handle everything, I just wish I would've known so when she bails because "she's tired", I have a real reason. I just want her to tell me important things."
He ranted sadly.

"I tried-"

"Let him talk."
Steven shushed me.

"I don't get why she didn't trust me enough to tell me when we've only been friends forever."
He sighed.

"You good now?"
Axl asked.

"Sure."
He muttered.

"So I've come to the conclusion that you are both completely and utterly fucking jackasses who lack a sense of communication."
Duff bluntly said.

"What-"

"But-"

"Shut it. You've both said enough."
Axl cut us off.

"As I was saying. None of this would have happened if June had said something to begin with. But June should feel like she can tell you these things, Izzy."