DIET MOUNTAIN DEW. dave grohl (1)

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December 31st, 1990
PORTLAND OREGON

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"You know what's in 3 hours?" Dave surprised me by jumping on the couch next to me. I smiled at his sudden appearance and hugged him tightly. He had been gone for about 5 hours at some college for a show.

"What's that?" I asked him pausing the TV.

"1991.... you gonna kiss me tonight?" He asked putting his arm around him lovingly.

"I don't know... depends on who's gonna be there." I teased him. He put his hand on his heart and faked being hurt.

"Oh, that hurt. That really hurt, Dani." He wiped his invisible tears with the sleeve of his sweat shirt. I placed a hand on his arm for a second to signal I was just joking.

"Well, we were thinking of maybe going to a party Courtney's throwing at the bar. You wanna come?" Asked Dave.

"Sure.... when is it?" I looked to the clock on the wall. He bit his lip with a scared look on his face, I could only imagine.

"30 minutes...." he trailed off. I raised my eyebrows with a sigh. Of course he told me last minute. I rushed into the hotel bedroom to get a dress of some sort. I was honestly used to his antics now. There's never a thing he hasn't informed me about ahead of time... and it honestly didn't bother me anymore. I looked passed it.

I slipped on a black dress that was tight fitted, and some black lace tights. Some hoop earrings, and applied a little bit of lip gloss to touch it up. I never really loved dressing up but once I'm in the mood I get all ready and done up.

"Ready?" I asked a very excited Dave waiting outside the bedroom door. He fell back onto the couch dramatically.

"Ready to unzip the back of this... yes." He said. I slapped his arm and grabbed my purse before dragging him out of the room before he could do anything.

"All in good time." I teased walking outside. I felt pretty confident in my outfit. With Dave's eyes on only one part of me... it didn't really make me feel uncomfortable. It made me feel pretty.

"My eyes are up here, Bud." I said slipping into the taxi cab. Dave cleared his throat with embarrassment and slyly slid his hand onto my thigh as we road in the backseat on this guys taxi car. I felt my insides basically begging for him, why the hell would he do this to me right in front of someone.

Don't even get me started on how much I wanted him when he started moving his hand up and down my leg. I got goosebumps and my legs began shaking. Literally shaking. My breathing became hitched. I glared at him with a side eye, but he found it funny and continued to torture me. Just wait until we got back.

Thankfully, the taxi cab drove up to the bar quickly and I exited so quickly the guy probably thought I hated him. I rushed into the bar trying to give Dave the impression I was mad at him. It's cute seeing him apologizing.

"I'm sorry, okay? I just felt like playing the bad guy." Dave snaked his hands around my waist. I leaned into the hug more and let him run his hands up my waist and back down. We were all over each other and everyone could blatantly see it.

"Hey, guys! Happy New Year!" Courtney's high pitched voice broke us out of our little moment. I fell out of his grasp to give Courtney a small hug.

"Great, Court. You stole my girlfriend." Dave joked. I pursed my lips before making my way back over to him to stop his whining.

"Oh, don't worry, no one can steal her from you. She's attracted at the hip. If you guys want any drinks put it on Joshes tab, he's paying for everyone." Courtney informed us before walking away. I laughed out loud.... it's typical she'd pressure someone into buying for the whole bar. I wasn't complaining but still.

"I'm gonna get some drinks... find a table?" Dave asked. I nodded with a little hesitation thinking about the insane amount of people and fished my way through them finding an empty table. I prayed no one would talk to me... because I was scared to death. Everyone here looked intense.

I sat down keeping my knees close together not wanting anyone to potentially look up my skirt. Some men are too good for the Earth, and others aren't good enough. If you know what I mean. It felt like everyone was staring at me for some reason.... I knew they weren't. But I kept messing with my hair and dress hoping nothing was wrong. I felt trapped in this cycle.

"Hey, I got this for you..." I turned around to see a boy that looked maybe a little older than me handing me a glass of wine. I hadn't seen him before, but he seemed sweet. Dave was taking forever with the drinks so I went ahead and took it.

"Oh, thank you. I appreciate it." I smiled warmly, setting it down in front of me after taking a sip. The boy cleared this throat and pulled out the chair next to me.

"May I?" He asked. I nodded hesitantly as he took a seat next to me. Dave was nowhere to be found, and I might as well talk to someone, "I'm not very good and small talk. So, what's your name?" He asked me with a faint laugh.

"Dani... and yours?" I asked back.

"Jackson..." he said. I stuck my hand out and he shook it. I felt a little weird talking to another boy, but it wasn't like I was flirting with him. Or him me. It was a friendly conversation that I'm sure would end soon. Dave wouldn't mind... I don't think.

Dave's POV:

Finally, I got both drinks. The bar was little filled up to its perimeter. No wonder it took me forever to get just two drinks. I sighed faintly and squeezed through the people around me trying to find where Danielle was sitting.

My heart fell sick once I saw her sitting next to another guy. My girlfriend with a different guy. It was sickening seeing her laughing and drinking the drink he gave her. Who did this guy think he was? Something inside me rose, it's like I had no control. When I see anyone talking to Dani, it's like a switch goes off and makes me want to keep her all to myself. I walked up to them trying to keep my cool and set my drinks down. Dani looked up at me with a smile.

"Dave... this is Ja—" she started.

"I could care less what his name is. Why is he talking to you?" I asked keeping my fists tightly locked. It's like at any moment I could snap and just go crazy. Dani scoffed quietly looking a bit surprised.

"We were just talking. It isn't anything more... you need to chill out." She said to me crossing her arms. I hated when she pulled the whole: "your crazy Dave, I'm always right" card.

"Chill out?! When your literally all over some other guy. That you don't even know!" I said to her. She flinched the slightest when I raised my voice. I couldn't stop.

"Hey, man, I don't know what's going on but—" this Jackson guy included himself in the conversation.

"Don't get me started on you. Why the fuck are you still here?" I snapped. He obviously didn't like this because he stood up from his chair angrily and started talking down to me.

"Grow up, man. We were talking, I had no other intentions." He pointed at me. I scoffed like he was the biggest liar on the planet. I didn't even know this guy and yet I hated him with every ounce of emotion in my body. I couldn't stop what was coming next. I felt obligated to just show him who's boss. I pushed him as hard as I could right into the table. He stumbled back and hit the table harshly making Danielle move.

"What the fuck, David?" Danielle said with tears filling her eyes. I felt like the worst person in the world. I just made her cry.... I always do something to make her cry. It's always me... why do I continue to do the things that make her cry.

"Dave, man, stop!" I heard Chris yell from the other side of the bar. I couldn't listen to him, I couldn't listen to Danielle. All I wanted to do was kill this guy right in front of me. I felt so angry, and so jealous. I saw Kurt holding Danielle back from running away... why did she want to run away from me?

"Let me go!" She cried. Kurt did as she said and let her go. Really quickly she ran right outside and started walking away with her tears cascading down her face. Why did I have to be such an asshole all the time.... why?