Easy Friend ~Kurt Cobain

Pt. 2

Kurt's POV:
I couldn't sleep. Just knowing she was right next to me made me want to stare at her beautiful fucking face all night. I sound like a stalker what the hell. What is wrong with me? she's my best friend. We are friends. Friends. Friends. The word kept repeating in my mind trying to calm my feelings.

Y/n's POV:
I woke up the next morning to Kurt's face on the pillow next to me. He was still asleep. I smiled as I moved a strand of hair out of his face. He's so pretty when he sleeps. I decided to get up and go downstairs. Krist was already up making himself eggs. "Oh hey buddy" he said as I walked over to him. "Good morninggg" I said sleepily. "Sooo, what did you and Kurt do last night huh? You guys finally fuck?" My eyes went wide and I could feel my cheeks heating up, "WHAT? NO DUDE HE'S MY BEST FRIEND!" I said in a whisper yell voice. He chuckled. Seriously. This is funny to him? "I can see it in you guys's eyes, you're like horny little animals just waiting to go at it." He said raising his eyebrows up and down. "Oh shut the fuck up Krist." I said taking out a cigarette and lighting it while waking away to step onto the porch. Shit it's cold out here. I heard the door open behind me and I looked over. "Hey what did Krist say to you? He was laughing when I came downstairs?" I felt my face flush red again. Shit. "Oh um nothing." I mumbled. He shrugged and took the cigarette from my hands, inhaling and handing it back to me. " Oh yea we have a gig tomorrow at some bar in Olympia at like 8pm, so chad is coming over later for practice." Kurt said.
"Alright. Oh yea I forgot to tell you but I found out about this party tonight a few blocks away, you wanna go?" I asked. "Hell yea what time?" He asked excitedly. "I think like 9 or something?" He nodded. We went inside the front door after putting out the cigarette. "Hey krist we're going to a party tonight you wanna go?" I asked. "Yes of fuckin course!" He said excitedly.

4 hours later

Kurt's POV:
I heard the door ring and ran downstairs to get it. "Hey man" said chad. He walked in and we all went downstairs. Y/n started tuning her guitar while chad got the drums situated and Krist was plucking his bass strings. "Alright let's play umm... Blew?" I asked looking at them each as they nodded.
"And if you wouldn't mind I would like it Blew"
I started. I looked over at Y/n who looked completely absorbed into her guitar playing. I could see in her eyes, plain as day how much she loved playing.

Y/n's POV:
  There was only one word that could describe how I felt while playing my beloved six string instrument. Passion. It was all there. I looked up and over at the three boys I was playing along with. They all looked so happy. I loved moments like these where we would all just get completely fucking lost in the song. Well most of us. Chad was a little questionable. I don't really know how to describe his way of playing. Kurt, Krist, and I meshed together so well and chad just kind of... didn't. I think we all noticed it too. Kurt and I had talked about it briefly once but just really thought nothing of it and pushed it to the side. But it was becoming more and more frequent, his drumming would sound sloppy and he just was not putting as much effort in. "Hold on stop, stop, stop." Kurt and Krist looked at me like they knew what I was gonna say. "Chad?" He mouthed to me, and I nodded. "Um Chad? Can you maybe play a little- like uh better?"  I said trying to sound as nice as possible. "What do you mean can I play better? This is how I always play." Shit. He sounded annoyed. "Um no it's really not man." Krist said. "Ok let's just start the song over ." Kurt said. We started over and of course, Chad still sounded the same, it just didn't fit in right. "Ok stop again, Chad come on dude you can play better than that" Kurt now sounded annoyed. "LOOK I DON'T KNOW HOW YOU GUYS WANT ME TO PLAY BUT IF YOU DONT LIKE THE WAY I DO IT THEN IM FUCKING LEAVING!" Chad said and storming up the stairs and out the front door, slamming it shut. Damnit how the hell are we gonna play tomorrow night without a drummer? "I guess we should just call off the gig for tomorrow night then since apparently we won't have a drummer." I sighed. The two boys looked pretty disappointed. "Hey it'll be fine, we can find another drummer, better than Chad." I said trying to cheer them up. "Yea, hey I'm kinda hungry do you wanna go get food or some shit?" Kurt asked. "Fuck yess, im starving. Krist you comming?" "Nahh I'm fine, you guys go though." He said. I shrugged and we ran out to the van, and pulled out of the driveway. "Kurttt? I have a surprise but I couldn't show you until we weren't around Krist." I said smirking. "Oh really? And what is this surprise you have for me that Krist can't know about?" He said raising his eyebrows, I knew exactly what he was thinking. "You have a dirty fucking mind Kurt, No." I laughed. I pulled out a small plastic bag out from my jacket pocket and held it up. Kurt looked away from the road and at what was in my hand. Pot. "It's good shit." I said pulling out a pipe and packing the strong scented plant into it, lighting it and inhaling. I ushered for kurt to come closer, He opened his lips and I exhaled  into his mouth, our lips slightly brushing against each other. I pulled away, laying back into the passenger seat and away from his face, my cheeks warming up, becoming a deep crimson color. "I shouldn't feel like this if me and Kurt are just friends" a voice was saying inside of my head. My heart was beating out of my chest, I was scared he would hear it.