Life's Better When You Gotta Bassist In It // L.A. Guns •Kelly Nickels•

Kelly's Room

Kelly pulled away and looked at me. "I thought you were pissed off at me?" He asked. I looked at him. "I still am, I'm doing exactly what the fuck you did to me, Kelly. Fuck with my head by kissing me, and then telling me it's never gunna fucking happen again!" I yelled at him, turning and walking away.

I didn't get far, because Kelly grabbed my hand spun me around back to where I was in front of him again. I looked at him confused. "I cannot believe I fucking fucked things up." Kelly said. I looked at him. "What do you mean?" I asked.

He looked at me and took both of my hands and held them. "Jesus Christ, Erin, I fucking like you. I only told you it wouldn't happen again because I was fucking afraid of fucking things up and hurting you, but I did that anyway when I stopped what ever the fuck it is we hav-had." He said.

I stared at him, not knowing what to say. He said he liked me. I didn't know what to believe. "I shouldn't have fucking listened to Phil." He said, shaking his head. Phil? What the fuck was this about? "What do you mean you shouldn't of listened to Phil?" I asked Kelly.

"After the guys walked in on us on the fucking floor the other day, Phil told me I should end things with you before you got hurt." He said. I was livid. Phil, Phil had no right, but then again, he could of told Kelly to end things to protect me. Phil was both of our friends, probably looking out for us.

I sighed. "Why didn't you say something?" I said. He shook his head. "You wouldn't let me. You yelled at me the other night and you gave me the cold shoulder. I fucking felt bad, especially after you fucking asked me the difference between a bullet hole and a broken heart." He said.

I still didn't know where we stood. "So, what does this mean?" He asked. It was like he read my mind. I shook my head. "I don't know, I don't think I can handle this." I said, even though I wanted to say the complete opposite. He nodded and started walking to his room. I stayed standing in the middle of the living room.

I couldn't just let him walk away. "Kelly, wait." I said. He turned around and he looked at me. "I fucking lied, alright. I can handle this. I don't know if I'll be able too, but fucking Hell Kelly, life...my life's better when I got a fucking bassist in it! Everything's better with you!" I said.

I stood there and watched as Kelly walked to the middle of the living room where I stood and put his lips against my own immediately. It was different from all of our other kisses. This one was passionate and seemed like it actually meant something.

A little bit of time passed and Kelly pulled away. "I'm going to bed." He said, before he kissed me and walked to his room smiling. I walked to my room smiling as well. I changed into a shirt and some sleep shorts. I really didn't want to sleep alone.

I walked across the apartment and knocked on Kelly's door. He opened it. He was shirtless and he was wearing gray sweatpants. "Yes?" He asked smiling at me. I looked at my feet and then back up to his face. "I-uhm, I don't really want to sleep alone...so I was wondering if I could maybe sleep....in here?" I said.

I felt awkward as hell. He smiled. "Now why would I say no, believe it or not Erin, I have a thing for you." He said as he moved past the door and let me in. I turned around and watched as he closed the door. I put my hand over my chest dramatically, "What? I had no idea." I said sarcastically.

He looked at me and smiled. He laid down and I laid down next to him. He put the covers of me, and faced me. "What do we tell the guys?" I asked him. He shrugged. "I don't know what Tracii will think. I think Phil will be fucking pissed. Mick and Steve, I honestly think they've been rooting for me and you this whole time." Kelly said.

"Really? Mick and Steve?" I said he nodded. "They'll be here tomorrow." He said. I nodded. Kelly put his arm around me and we both fell asleep. At least I was actually sleeping for once.

I was sleeping peacefully when Kelly kissed my cheek. "Good morning." He said. I turned and faced him. "15 more minutes." I said, tired out of my mind. "I'll let you sleep, you worked fucking late last night. "I put my arms around his neck. "Thank you." I said, kissing him.

He kissed me back and I went back to sleep.

(Kelly's POV)

I was really glad Erin and I finally figured our shit out. I was happy to see her first thing when she woke up. After she went back to sleep I took a shower, got dressed, and waited in the living room for the guys to get here.

There was a knock at the door and I answered it. It was the guys. "Hey guys." I said, walking back to the couch and sitting down. "I see Erin didn't crash your bike." Phil joked. I nodded. Even though she didn't crash. I don't know what I would have done if she did.

"Let's all be glad for both the bikes sake, and Erin's." I said smiling. "Where is Erin?" Tracii asked. "She's sleeping. Her boss made her fucking work right after her dad's funeral." I said. It was fucked that she still had to work at all yesterday.

"That's messed up." Mick said. I nodded. "So what are we doing today?" I asked them. "I don't fucking know." Tracii said. "We could go fuck around on the strip." Phil said. Shortly after he said that, the door to my bedroom opened and walked out Erin, her hair tied up on her head, still in her pajamas, smoking one of my cigarettes. I smiled to myself, but what the ever living fuck were we gunna tell the guys.

(End of Kelly's POV)

I woke up and Kelly was no longer in his room with me. I got up and put my hair in a messy bun with the hair tie that was on my wrist. I then found a pack of cigarettes and a lighter on Kelly's nightstand and grabbed them. I lit a cigarette, put it in my mouth, and walked out of his room.

As soon as I opened Kelly's door, all eyes were on me. I fucking forgot the guys were coming over today. Shit.