March 5, 1984
It has been 2 days since i met Kirk. I still haven't called him. I kinda felt bad. I had his number still. I put it on my fridge when i came home from McDonald's.
I walked into the kitchen to get some soda from my fridge and noticed the paper. I got my soda and dialed the number. It was ringing. Someone then answered the phone.
"Hello? " someone said, I could tell it was Kirk. I didnt know why i was thinking it wouldnt be him the answered.
"Hey! Its Morgan." I say.
"Oh heyyy! Im suprised you hadnt called. I thought you were ghosting me!" he said happily, i could practically hear him smileing through the phone.
"I could never do that, i just didnt have time to call. " I said "Your way to sweet for me to ghost you. "
"Hey, who ya talkin to? " I could hear a danish accent say.
"Uh, Morgan..." I here him say farther away from the phone.
"Oh, heyyyy, kirk here cant stop talkin about ya" I hear the accent say again.
"Uhm, sorry, who are you?" I said a bit confused.
"Ouch- I THOUGHT YOU SAID SHE LIKED OUR BAND" He says the last part farther away. " Anyways, im Lars Ulrich."
"Oh shit sorry, i didnt notice your accent." i said trying to hold in my laugh.
"Yeah, yeah." i can hear him hand the phone to Kirk. " Sorry about him he can be very annoying sometimes."
"Really? I thought that was just a rumor" I said now laughing
"Nope thats true, so, want to hang out tomorrow?"
"Yeah sure, sounds like a plan! " I didn't want to say date since that would be weird.
"Well im going to pick you up at 11:00, is that okay? "
"Yeah, thats great! let me give you the address... "
5 minutes later...
"Okay well see you tomorrow, Morgan" I smiled when he said my name, it sent butterflies to my stomach.
I hang up the phone and walked to my room. I stripped my clothes, and hopped in the shower. I walked out and put on a random shirt and pajama pants and headed to bed.
2 hours later
Im just laying in bed thinking about my plans with kirk tomorrow. I couldnt sleep because of how excited i was. Or maybe it was nervousness. I heard my bedside phone ring.
"Hello? "
"I cant sleep"
"neither can i"
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Is This What Love Feels Like?//k.h
FanfictionMorgan Elliot an average 20 year old girl goes to work one day at a record store, someone she idolizes walks in, is it? no, it couldnt be, KIRK HAMMETT?? see what happens next smut? i might write a little dont know tho ik my user is stupid, the thin...
