𝓘𝓷 𝓶𝔂 𝓯𝓮𝓮𝓵𝓲𝓷𝓰𝓼 //James Hetfield

Chapter 4 - Mr. Hetfield

I was finished with the groceries but I'm sure I've forgotten so much. I couldn't stop thinking about James. I was confused about how I felt and also about how it would be to have him as my neighbour. I wonder how my grandmother is gonna react. I wanted to be home for her but I also wanted to hide somewhere far.

I was close to home. As I arrive in the driveway I see James on my front porch talking with Stacy and my grandmother. I took a deep breath and got out of the car.

"- Hey girl get your ass over here!" said Stacy, excited.

I walk up to them and ask.

"- Is everything okay grandma?"

"- Everything is fine. This nice gentleman came to introduce himself." replied my grandmother.

I heard James laugh lightly. Fuck! Could he stop confusing me like that? I couldn't even look at him, I was so afraid I would turn red just by his sight.

"- Well i gotta go, got a hot date tonight!" exclaimed Stacy.

She kissed my grandmother on the cheek and got to her car. Before going in she winked at me with a malicious smile. I say silently but enough for her only to see "fuck you".

"- I'm gonna go check on dinner in the oven. I'll let you introduce yourself to this nice gentleman." she smiled warmly before going in.

I am left alone on my porch with James. It's like the universe wants to fuck with me.

"- Nice to officially meet you Ann." James said slowly.

His sentence got me out of my thoughts. He recognised me. He remembered who I was. He was holding his hand out so I could shake it.

This hand.

I shook it. It sent shivers down my spine. I hope he didn't notice that. I don't know what it is but his hands are making me feel like jelly.

"- You recognised me from the pharmacy?" i asked like it was something he shouldn't have remembered.

Because he shouldn't. I'm just a random clumsy chick he crossed paths with in a pharmacy. Like why would you remember me? I mean I remembered him. But it's because he has this unique aura. I don't.

"- The moment I saw you with your friend on the porch yesterday I knew it was you." he smiled.

So it was why he smiled at us yesterday. He recognised the clumsy girl who almost made him fall. Fuck, what a reputation i have.

"- My name is-"

"- James. I know." i interrupted.

"- So you also recognised me huh?" he raised a brow.

"- To be honest, no. Stacy told me who you were yesterday when she saw you."

"- Good, so i don't need to tell you about the big part."

"- The fact that you are the singer of the most famous metal band of the world or the fact that YOU out of anybody decided to move here? I mean it's a very good area of L.A but real stars don't come here."

"- I had to move out. I fell in love with the house. That's all." he looked over his house.

Yeah and I fell for your hands man but whatever. He is so gorgeous. The most gorgeous man I have ever seen. His blue eyes were piercing into mine as he looked back at me.

Was I the only one feeling this obvious tension? Am I just touch depraved? Or is it real? And if yes, is it only one sided?

"- So how's your band doing? ... Metallica right?" i asked, trying to break off this tension between us.