My Tubby || Lars Ulrich x Reader

She doesnt like you

I wake up to someone lightly shaking me and whispering my name. I slowly open my eyes to see Lars standing beside the bed

"Morning sleepyhead" he says with a warm smile. I smile back and sit up "it smells good in here" I say. "Yeah moms making pancakes, why don't you get dressed at come out. Food should be ready at that point" he tells me with a depressing tone before walking out and shutting the door behind him. Whats up with him?

I get up and go to my bag and grab a hair brush and some comfortable clothes, and get ready to go out at the ass crack of morning. When I open the door, I'm hit with a strong smell of sweet batter as I walk towards the kitchen.

I walked into the kitchen and saw Lars helping his mom bring plates to the dining room. I stand there awkwardly not knowing where to sit, but Lars points at a seat and looks at me, so I walk over and take my seat there. Then he comes over with a plate and sits it in front of me before covering one side of his mouth and whispering "wait until everyone's here to even touch your plate" then gives me a wide eyed look with a straight mouth followed by a nod.

Soon enough Torben had came out of his and Lone's room and sat at the table, and Lars and Lone came too. Lars was beside me and his parents were both across from us. When everyone else started eating, I did too. Did they have some sort of rule or something? Kinda makes me scared.

"So when are you guys leaving?" Torben asks "Probably a little while after we finish eating, I'm wanting to get home with enough time to rest before going out" Lars says "Why would you be going out?" Lone asks "We're going out to celebrate with the guys" Lars replies.

"You shouldn't be partying when you need rest Tubby" Lone says "I know, that's why I wanna get there early enough to get some sleep." He says. I stay quiet as they talk but soon enough I'm dragged into a conversation

"So how old are you Mari?" Lone asks me "Oh I just turned 19 yesterday" I reply "And you didn't tell us? Happy late birthday!" She says back "thanks" "So what do you do for fun?" Torben asks "I write and play music I guess" I say looking over at him "Yeah! She's writing a new album for us right now" Lars joins in "Oh, that's nice. Do you wanna be a little rocker like Lars?" Lone says with sarcasm "Well, yeah but I don't really have the support or connections to do it"

"Well look at me Mari! I've got connections and support. I could help you put a band together, you guys record a demo and I can hand it over to a record company for you" Lars offers "No, it's fine. I get really shy on stage anyway so it's not like it will work out or anything" I say as I look down and my plate

"With that negativity it won't, I'm sure whatever music you write is great." Lone says "Yeah. And your handing an entire album over for us to have" Lars adds "Do you know how long it took me to write those songs? All I'd get would be some pissed off fans cause their 'favorite band' hasn't released anything in 5 years" I say, but no one answers. They just stay quiet and look at me

"Sorry, did I say something bad" "No! Not at all." Lone says as she goes back to eating her food.

We all finish our food and once again I help Lone clean up while Lars took our stuff out to his car. Then we said our goodbyes and were on our way.

"Bye guys, see you next time. Love you both" Lars hugged his parents and got into the driver side of his car while I was in the passenger.

We were both pretty quiet for a few minutes before he spoke up

"Sorry about everything that happened. I know you wanted to keep it a secret" he said while keeping his eyes on the road "I told you it was okay, they can know. It doesn't bother me" I reply. All I get in return is a small grunt and I look over to see him.

He has his arm propped on the car door holding his head and he looks disappointed, bummed. "Is something wrong?" I ask with a worried tone. "No, everything is fine." He tells me while lightly shaking his head. "Are you sure? Lars you look pretty upset." I ask again, but silence followed.

....

A few minutes go by and still not a word has been said, I glance over at Lars every few seconds and his face hasn't changed a bit.

"My mom doesn't like you."

"What?"

"She told me this morning. She said you're treating me terribly because you don't want a relationship, yet we're making out in the—" he takes a pause and sighs "—damn kitchen."

"Oh" is all I can even think to say. "Im..sorry about it...I guess...I don't know what's really gotten into her. I mean like you said yesterday, I have groupies left and right, and she never hates on me for it." his moves both hands onto the wheel taking pauses between his words, and changing his face from sadness to a miss of frustration and confusion

"It's okay, really." I say " You always say that. Not everything can be okay Mari, can you be honest with your feelings please? Stop pretending." he says "I'm not? It's okay seriously Lars." I turn towards him slightly offended.

"Well seriously—" he repeats my words with sarcasm "—Mariana. Let me put it to you in a way that maybe you will understand. My mom doesn't like you because you treat me like a little bitch to drag around!" He shoots out, practically yelling with anger and annoyance. Woah

"..can you pull over at a gas station" I ask quietly and he does. Before I get out I look over at his hands and his knuckles are white from gripping onto the wheel so tightly. "I'll be back in a minute" I say with a monotone voice before getting out and going inside.

I walk into the gas station and find the bathroom to hide in a stall. Did he really have to lay it like that? Can he not believe me when I say something doesn't bother me? I mean am I not saying it clear enough? It didn't bother me until now, it wasn't necessary for him to tell like that.

I step out of the stall a while later and come back out to his car to see him pumping gasoline. I get into the car without saying a word and a few seconds later he does too. "hey I'm sorry." He says slightly leaning on the center console. Now it's my turn to stay quiet, I don't wanna say it's alright cause maybe it will make him mad again. I turn my head from him and lean my head on the window.

He sighs and sits back in his seat and starts to car. With mo words said, he places a hand on my thigh and I let him. We stay like this for the rest of the ride. Taking stops occasionally but as soon as we get back on that road he puts his hand right back on my thigh, rubbing his thumb across is occasionally. The only time he took it off was when we were getting out to stop somewhere, or when he turned on the radio.

A/N

    Hi guys! I'm so sorry for taking an entire month to update! I've been so busy, we're doing state testing right now so thats a lot on my mindset. And my little doggy passed away yesterday💔 I've been extremely energetic all week but then I just randomly get mentally and physically tired from nowhere. I've been writing this longer than a month but wrote that satire chapter bc it had already been a while since I last updated. Just wanted to catch y'all up on things. I'm also on my schools cheer team now and we practice 3 days of the week and I have guitar lessons one of the a days we don't have cheer practice so that leaves me with one day and the weekend. I could write after my practices, but I have chores that im being paid to do. Anyway there may be a new book starting soon, don't worry I will not stop writing this one, it will not be forgotten. Im gonna write a Jonathan Davis fan fiction, I've just really felt like writing a fanfic about him lately, so im gonna bring a notebook to my classes with me and write it when I have that free time and then type it into wattpad like I did in the beginning of the year. Also I might stop putting names on my chapters, it takes a lot of thinking to come up with a name that goes along with the main point of the chapter and most of the names i use are really cringy so yeah. I love you all, please leave a comment on how your liking the story🙏❤️