will she get her dream fairytale with the rockstar? or is she already to far down the rabbit hole?
I guess you'll just have to read and find out
Slash fanfic
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I woke up in my bed, unsure of how I even got here , last night was quite a blur but bro do I have the hangover to show for it.
I uncomfortably tossed and turned for a few more minutes,before getting out of bed and realising I was still in the outfit from the night before, my curtains were drawn open so I closed them, slipping off my shorts and putting on a oversized tee. I walked to the bathroom put my hair in a messy bun, brushed my teeth and went down stairs to make a cup of coffee.
I walked in the living room,seeing a massive fluff ball of hair snuggled on the couch with a blanket, i don't know how slash or my self ended up back at my place but I do remember him being pissed off with me about the run in with Tommy so I decided to just leave him sleeping
I tiptoed to the kitchen, grabbing myself a mug from the cabinet and pouring myself a cup of coffee. I stood in the kitchen for a minute, my bear feet frozen from the cold tiled beneath them. I heard a few grunts and groans coming from the living room till slash came in to view stood infront of me looking rather bitter, oh god what the hell did I do last night, I shot him a smile, he returned the favour by brushing past me and grabbing a bottle of water and Advil slamming them down on the counter.
"Looks like your gunna need these" he sighed before going up to my bedroom
Ugh why was he being such a bitch about this, whatever I did last night can't be that bad I get the silent treatment.
I left the mug of coffee on the side to get cold, I took the Advil with the water and made my way back to my bedroom. Time to face the music.
Slash was sat on my bed with his head in his hands
"We on no talking terms now?" I said kinda confused
He lifted his head to the side to look at me before dropping it back into his hands
Maybe I really did upset him, why tho? It's not like I'm his girlfriend, I dipped down on the bed next to him rubbing his arm trying to comfort him.
"Talk to me Saul please" I sighed
"Don't fucking call me that!" He shot up from beside me and started pacing back and forth.
"Do you have any idea what you did last night" he hissed
" no I- I can't remember, I don't know, it can't have been that bad" I stuttered
" that bad" he shot his head in my direction "you fucking got on top of a table and starting stripping em, infront of everyone, then when I got you home finally, I found you doing lines of blow in the bathroom, what the fuck" he voice broke
"Fuck" I dropped my head into my hands "why you so angry with me, I do blow all the time, you can't be mad at me slash" I stood up infront of him "hey answer me, answ"
"BECAUSE I FUCKING CARE ABOUT YOU, WHAT THE FUCK DO YOU WANT ME TO SAY" he screamed, taking me back little.
"I-I'm no no" then I kinda lost it with him
"NO SAUL YOU DONT GET TO ACT LIKE TOU CARE RIGHT NOW, WHEN LAST NIGHT YOU WERE FLIRTING WITH ALL THE FUCKING GROUPIES,LETTING THEM THROUGH THEMSELVES AT YOU AND YOU DO NOT GET TO BE MAD AT ME FOR TAKING BLOW IM NOT YOUR FUCKING GIRLFRIEND" I scream slamming my first into his chest while he just stood there
"THEN BE MINE FOR FUCK SAKE" he shouted grabbing my shoulders
"Wha- what" I said rubbing my head
" oh come on em don't act like you didn't hear me" slash softly took my hand in his
"You want me to be your girlfriend?"I asked
"Erm" he hesitated
I could feel my cheeks go red and slipped out of his embrace
"No no I do, i do, I want you to my girlfriend em" he wiped a tears from my cheek
"I'd love to be your girlfriend Saul" he pulled me by my waist, enclosing the space between us our lips met.
