It's 1991. Rock music playing in every direction, people making out and snorting lines with every blink of an eye, pain rushing to my head, a red cup in my right hand. Breathing heavily I sprinted to the bathroom and threw up in the toilet. I flushed it and leaned against the white wall. I didn't know why I came to this party, I just wanted to have a little fun I guess. There was a knock on the door, a raspy voice of a man on the other side spoke.
"Hey," The man spoke, "Do you need help? I saw you rush in here." His voice sounded like he smoked a lot of cigarettes but he seemed genuine. I didn't say anything in return as I felt dead inside because of all that fluid I just lost.
"Alright I'm coming in." He said. The doorknob turned and the door opened as I looked down and saw a pair of black converse. I looked up to see a 5'9 blonde wearing ripped blue jeans with patches on them paired with a white t-shirt and a green cardigan. He sat next to me and gave me a red cup.
"Drink it," His lips parted. "It's water. You need fluids. I can see you don't look too well." He smiled as he watched me drink the whole cup of water in one sip.
"I like your cardigan." I said with a smile. He chuckled.
"That leather skirt doesn't look so bad on yourself." He tilted his head. He didn't look that much older than me but he sure was cute. He stood up and reached out his hand for me to grab. I stumbled while standing up but he caught me.
"Let me take you home." He said. "Just tell me where you live and I'll drive you." I was too drunk to even walk so I didn't care if this total stranger would kidnap me. He put my arm around his shoulder and took me to his car. He put me in the passenger seat and started the engine. I told him my address and he drove to my apartment. He carried me through the whole building until we got to my apartment. I handed him my keys and he opened the door. He carried me to my bedroom and placed me on my bed. He took off my shoes and my jacket and put my blanket on me. He looked at me for a moment and walked towards my bedroom door.
"Thank you." I whispered. He turned around.
"You're welcome." He said. I saw his ocean blue eyes looking at me and I melted. I hadn't felt this way since Axl, but this was different. "I'm Kurt by the way."
"Y/n." I replied. "Nice to meet you Kurt."
"You too." He smiled then walked out. I fell asleep before I could hear him leave my apartment.

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Kurt Cobain x Reader
ФанфикY/n was once a groupie for the band Guns N's Roses but left after finding out her boyfriend, Axl Rose, was a total douchebag. She learns guitar and becomes the new backup guitarist for Nirvana and falls in love with a certain grunge singer. Will the...