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*DIANA'S POV* 

My heart pounded. My palms were sweaty. My breathing was uneven. My mind was going crazy. 

I saw a Rolling Stone magazine and I saw Will on the front of it. Along with his friend Jeff and three other guys I didn't recognize. The band's name was Guns N Roses and they were going on tour. Here in Indiana!

Will looked different. But not too different. His hair was long and crazy. He looked skinnier and paler. But he looked so happy. I could see the glimmer in his emerald eyes. And the smile on his face was so perfect. He wasn't faking that smile. It was a real smile. It made me fall in love with him all over again. 

I quickly used whatever money I had to buy a ticket for their show. It wasn't that expensive. But to my broke ass, it was. But I needed to see him again. I needed to feel him again. I needed to talk to him again. I needed him. But not in a sexual way. I needed to kiss his lips and touch his skin. And I needed him to be mine. 

I hope he remembers me. Or this would all be going to waste. 

After work, I drove in my crappy beat-up car to the venue where Guns N Roses would be playing. Sadly I had a nosebleed section so I had to sit way in the back. I couldn't even see the band because of the number of people blocking the way. And I was small. 5'0. And everyone in the nosebleed section was either poor teen girls or drunk men. The men after touch my ass or breasts. But I really didn't care at this point. They wouldn't listen if I told them to stop. 

After about two hours, the band said their thank-yous and walked off stage. 

I walked outside and sat on the curb sobbing. Why did I have to be so poor there's no way Will would notice me now. I was so fat and ugly. And I was a mess.

"Are you alright?" A heard a deep voice ask. I turned around and saw Will standing behind me a look of concern all over his face. "W-Will?" I asked. "Dee?" Will asked. I jumped up and hugged him tightly. "Will, I missed you so much! I-" "Don't call me, Will," Will mumbled. "What?" I asked. "Don't call me Will. I go by Axl now," Will said. I smiled. "I like that name, it suits you," I said. Axl smiled. "I missed you," he said nuzzling into my neck. "I missed you too," I said. Will's hands traveled around my body sending shivers down my spine. He stopped at my waist and pulled away to look at me. He moved one of his hands to my ribs. "I-Is something w-wrong?" I asked. I always stuttered because of my anxiety. "I... I can feel your ribs, Dee," Axl said. "L-l-lets just g-go back to m-my place," I said. 

"So, how's the job going?" Axl asked trying to lighten the mood. I sighed. "I'm not a Vet, Axl," I said. "What? Why?" Axl asked. "I couldn't afford to go to college," I mumbled. "Well, I'm sure you're doing something great!" Axl said. "if you consider working at Walmart great," I said. "Since I've been torn from you. Everything went to hell, my parents, divorced, my dad died, my mom abandoned me when I turned eighteen, I live in a shitty apartment, and I'm poor," I said leaving out my anorexia and how my anxiety got worse. "I'm so sorry, Dee, if I would've known that was gonna happen I wouldn't have left," Axl said. "No, no, it's fine really. I'm proud of you. Your band was awesome," I said. Axl smiled and I saw a slight blush appear on his cheeks. "Thanks," he mumbled. 

We arrived at my apartment and walked in. "You can't stay here, Dee, we'll get a hotel room and you can come back to L.A. with me," Axl said. I nodded and grabbed what little clothes I had. 

We drove to the hotel and got a room. I didn't have any pajamas so Axl let me use one of his shirts. It barely covered me up. It went just a little below my waist. I bit hard on my lip. I hated my legs. They looked so fat. I looked so fat. Axl's shirt, along with most shirts I own was baggy and loose on me. 

I walked out of the bathroom a bit uncomfortable with how much skin I was showing. Axl was propped up on one arm and his jaw dropped when he looked at me. "You're beautiful," He said. I blushed. "R-r-really?" I asked. Axl smiled and nodded. "Come here," he said opening his arms. I crawling in bed with him and he wrapped his arms around my waist and brought me close to him. He laid his head on my chest and sighed. "I missed you so much, Dee," Axl said. "I missed you too," I replied raking my hand through his long red hair. 

Fuck, I missed this. 

I heard soft snores coming from Axl. I smiled. This was perfect. I wanted to fall asleep like this every night. 

Slowly I leaned down and softly kissed his lips. But the second they touched I pulled away. I saw a small smile appear on Axl's face. I sighed as I closed my eyes. 

For the first time in eight years, I fell asleep happy. 

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