Make Me Smile || Kurt Cobain

Chapter 19 - What Is What I Need?

Kurt

I got up bright and early. Not sure why but we had a show later to prepare for so I guessed being up early wouldn't be bad.

"Hey man, coffee?" Krist who was already awake offered.

"Nah." I replied as I plopped down on a couch and laid on it. "Ash isn't awake yet?" I asked.

"Nah. She's still out like a light" Krist responded. I nodded. "Speaking of which, is there something I should know? About you two?"

"I don't know. What do you feel you should know?" I shot back. Krist smiled. He knew something. I could tell. Starting from the way he looked at me during dinner last night.

"Well, other than the sparks I noticed during dinner, I heard you kissing her in the bathroom last night." Krist stated. I sighed. Shoot. "What are you doing with this girl man?"

"Krist. It's me. You know I'm not forcing her to..."

"Of course I do. But you've gotta put some things into perspective. First of all, she's your band mate. Secondly, she's your friend too. Thirdly, you barely know her and lastly, she's fucking eighteen" Krist enumerated.

"Other than all these, what other crime am I committing? I like her a lot. I want to get to know her better. I don't care about anything else."

"Kurt, this can't end well. You know that." Krist warned.

"Weren't you guys pushing me forward to make moves on her a few chapters ago?" I asked.

"No. I never did that. I only just wanted to know if you liked her or not. I didn't think you'd start kissing her by now"

"Bro!"

"Sorry. But it's the truth." Krist said with a shrug. "Plus you have no idea how Axl will react"

"Axl fucking gave me permission!" I yelled trying to prove my point. And it was evident by the shock on Krist's face that I'd proven it.

"You're joking" Krist said. I was about to say something when I heard a soft voice calling my name.

"Kurt... what's the racket for?" A sleepy looking Ashlyn asked. "Good morning Krist"

"And to you sweetheart." Krist said giving her a hug. "I'll leave you guys" Krist said as he made his way out of the premises, going outside.

"Why does the environment feel so tense?" She asked. I shrugged.

"Krist knows about us and he's not exactly a fan" I said.

"Oh" She said as her eyes teared up a bit.

"No, no, God no please don't cry. It's not you. You're perfect. It's me. He feels our age gap and some other things are working against us. And he feels I'm using you"

"Well, are you?" She asked.

"Of course not! I'm Kurt Cobain. I don't believe in that. If I just wanted your body I would've made it clear. I like you. The person inside"

"I know. I may not have known you for a long time Kurt but I know you and I know you won't do that"

"Thank you. And until we decide to make anything official, I'll stop kissing you randomly." I promised. She nodded.

"Yeah... that might complicate things." She said.

"Yeah, exactly" I affirmed.

Two minutes later we were making out on the couch.

Krist had the right idea to ask that question.

God what am I doing with this girl?

"Okay, maybe we should really stop doing that. Officially" She said with a goofy smile.