DIET MOUNTAIN DEW. dave grohl (1)

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"what if they don't like me?"

SEATTLE WASHINGTON
1989

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one week later..... *im lazy*

"Yes, mom. Okay, I'll try." I said to the phone with my mother on the other end bugging me about coming over to visit. She always wants to see me, and I get that I'm her daughter....but god, she could leave me alone sometimes. It didn't help much that I was going insane. My life wasn't going very good right now. Especially, with the whole Dave thing a couple days ago. I will admit I did overreact a little bit.

I shouldn't have walked out like that just because he didn't want to talk. But, then again he didn't need to be so silent and act like a little kid. I didn't know if I should call him and apologize or wait for him to apologize. It was a hard decision, even for me to make. I just wish I could see him again and forget about this whole thing. It wasn't even that bad, but I was psyching myself out. And I had basically no one to talk about it with. Annie was probably furious at me, and I could only imagine how angry Dave was.

Just then the phone on my bedside table began to ring. I stood up and dusted my sweatpants off before picking it up and holding it to my ear.

"Hello?" I asked with a dull tone.

"Danielle Bailey, open the front door." It was definitely Dave. I rolled my eyes with a smile on my face at his stupid attempt at a deeper voice. You would think he'd be able to trick me but I knew damn well it was Dave on the other line doing something to apologize. I couldn't help but laugh a bit, silently to myself of course.

"And who's this?" I decided to play along and give him some appreciation. He cleared his throat on the other line at the loss for words. I guess he didn't have much hope in himself.

"B-Bucky." His voice had a hint of confusion. I hung up the phone immediately and raced to the front door just like "Bucky" had told me to. And when it swung open and awkward looking Dave with a bouquet of flowers stood in front of me. A cheeky smile on his face that represented how sorry he was. I slowly grabbed the flowers from him and placed them on the kitchen counter before grabbing the collar of his shirt and pulling him into a kiss. I guess this was my way of accepting his apology.

"Bedroom?" Dave asked in the little time he had away from the kiss. I nodded with a humming laugh before stumbling back onto the bed. Just when I thought everything was falling apart. I'd met him merely 3 weeks ago and we were already kissing and making up. How adorable, right? I'm totally kidding.

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"So, my mom called." I said tracing circles on his shoulder beside him. The lights were off but the light from outside made it seem lit up, it jus gives me a weird feeling when it's day time outside. I like the night, it makes me feel cozy and lazy. The best feeling.

"What'd she say?" He asked with a yawn. I breathed out trying to ask him this in a professional matter. But, I didn't want to freak him out. I didn't know if I was rushing anything, or maybe I didn't bring it up sooner. This was such a hard question to ask.

"She just wanted to know if I wanted to come home for Forth of July, in Springfield." I backtracked on words a bit and stuttered quite a lot. My nerves were already getting me all psyched out. I was literally almost shaking, I could ruin this all right here and now, "I just wanted to see if you wanted to come with." I muttered the last part with a barely audible voice.

"What?" He asked obviously not hearing me. I sighed and pulled myself together before asking again, "I wanted to see if you'd come with me?" I assertively asked. Dave shifted under the blanket a little and scratched the back of his neck. Oh shit, I fucking messed it up. I shouldn't have fucking asked I'm such an idiot. Fuck fuck fuck fuck.

"Nevermind, forget I said anything. That was stupid of me." I whispered before turning on my side just waiting for him to get up and leave. I must've freaked him out. I knew it would backfire but my dumb ass still did it. I was so fucked, I had messed it all up and I couldn't be anymore angry at myself.

"What if they don't like me." Dave quietly said from beside me. My ears perked up at his words. What? Does that mean he wanted to go, or was I crazy? I didn't know what to respond with, I thought he was going to just leave. Maybe I was wrong.....?

"What?" I asked turning back to face him. He was biting his lip, with a worried look on his face. Was he really nervous about they're liking  of him? Everybody likes him, "ya know. What if they think I'm some stupid low life." Dave crossed his arms. My heart shattered. He really did want to go, and wanted to make an impression. I was so wrong. It wasn't fucked anymore. It was perfect.

"They won't. You're the best boyfriend I've ever had, and I know they'll think so." I said running my hand through his hair. He breathed out slowly, and controlled. I felt bad for him, he needed to know how special he was to me. And to this world. I wish he knew....

"You're the best girlfriend I've ever had." He muttered softly under his breath. I knew he hated cheesy moments. But, there was no escaping this one. It was cheesy as fuck, and he damn well knew it. That's why he gave me a side look of "shut the hell up" and he meant it.

"Oh, thank you, Mr. Grohl." I said with a lovely tone that was sure to get a rise out of him. He placed his hand over my mouth playfully and pushed me away. Don't worry, I wasn't giving up that easily. It was my turn.

"Oh, prison rules? I get it....." I said before jumping on top of him and holding his head in my hands. I was just about to kiss him, when I realized something. His eyes, there was something about his eyes. I was drawn to them, in such a weird way. They were the perfect shade of brown and clashed with my blue ones. I just loved his eyes, and I didn't know why.

"You're eyes. They're very handsome." I said, more to myself. His smile widened and his tucked my hair behind my ears softly. God, I got shivers at his touch. It made shocks go up and down my arms. I felt....safe?

"Yours are very beautiful." He said back before I leant down and pressed my lips against his. It was just prefect right now, and everything was slowly clicking back into place. I laid down right beside him and curled up by his side. My head laid softly against his arm, and his pulled me to him. I was connected at the hip with this guy, and I never wanted him to leave me. Ever.