Faded Memories (Guns N Roses - Izzy / Axl / OC)

Dirty old men

November 23. 2012
Las Vegas – Melissa

Fuck me! This was by far the best day of my life. Especially from that moment Axl Rose appeared at that VIP booth.
I was just talking to Izzy about music. God, it was really relieving talking to somebody who actually knew about music at all.
When Axl arrived, Izzy stood up greeting him. He turned to introduce me and I needed to wipe my sweaty palms at my pants. Fuck. This was Axl Rose. Un-fucking-believable.

'So where's that mysterious girl of yours?' Axl frowned when he looked at me and gave Izzy a look. 'God, Izz. Please tell me she was older than 12 when you fucked her.'
'Yeah, thanks fucker. This is Melissa. Ana's daughter.'
I chuckled and reached out to give Axl a hand. He gave me a magnificent smile.
'Ahh, Melissa. It's nice to meet you. You are gorgeous.' He pulled my hand up and kissed it. Then he grinned at Izzy. 'No wonder Izzy is so confused by your mom showing up here. She must be stunning if you're taking after her.' I think I actually blushed. Weird, because I've never blushed my whole life. God, this man had charisma.
'Uhm...I...thanks. I can't believe I'm meeting you. Wow.' I paused a second to clear my head. 'But actually I take more after my dad.' I couldn't help throwing a look at Izzy but he seemed to be interested in where my mom headed earlier
'Would you excuse me?' Izzy just said and headed out of the booth. I chuckled. So he really still was interested in her. Who fucking knew?
Axl was eying me suspiciously.
'You look kind of familiar. You're sure we never met?'
'No. I would've remembered. Believe me that.' I smiled at him. 'Your poster was above my bed for more than 14 years or so. I would know.'
'Ouch.' He pulled a face and laughed. 'Thanks for reminding me being an old dude.'
'Yeah, sorry. Can't change that. But you're still rocking, that's for sure. That show was fucking amazing. And Izzy... wow! He is the best guitar player, ever. Uhm, yeah, almost.'

Axl sat down beside me and took his hat off. He still looked amazingly good. I never would have guessed that he was in his early fifties. Okay, he'd gained some weight and got some wrinkles over these years. So what? The way he smiled at me and his green eyes went over my body, made me shiver. Damn. Get your thoughts straight, Melissa.
'Almost?' He ripped me out of my thoughts.
'Yeah. I'm more into lead. There's no one who could take it up with Slash. He is fucking perfect.'
Ups. Maybe I shouldn't have admitted that. I remembered that Axl and Slash didn't share much love these days. Hopefully he would not go crazy on me about that. I bit on my lip to shut me up from saying too much.
Than Axl started to laugh. 'Wow, girl. You're really a GNR fan, aren't you?'
'Not exactly. Well, yeah. It's complicated.' I stumbled.
Axl raised an eyebrow. 'So are you a fan or not? That's not complicated. But I still have no fucking clue how you young girls still come to see any of us old dudes on stage. I appreciate it, though.'
'You know, I grew up with your music. My mom was always hung up on Izzy. She got posters and shit everywhere. For a long time I thought it was creepy but now that I got to know him a bit, I can understand.'
'So you're just into GNR because your mom used to be a groupie? I really don't understand.' He seemed to be confused.
'My mom wasn't a fucking groupie, okay?' I rolled my eyes. 'I am thankful she choosed to play your songs for me over and over again. They inspired me to get into music myself. I am a rock 'n' roll girl. I'm not into Justin Bieber and shit.'
Axl laughed and shook his head.
'You're really fun, little girl. I really can't wait to meet your mother. She must be really special. Izzy normally never brings anyone to those after show parties.'
He gave me a wink and I thought about all the things I've read about him. He seemed so different. Charming and fun.
'You think he remembers her? He seemed confused when we met him.'
'He sure as shit remembers her. I guess he just couldn't pin her down. I remember that Izzy didn't shut up about her for like weeks or something.'
'You're sure?'
'Hell, yes. I'm sure, girl. I remember that other chick. How could I even forget her?'
I chuckled and looked at him curiously. 'Aunt April? Izzy said something like that. I didn't know she knew you. God, anyone ever told me anything.'
'God, she's your aunt? Hell, that chick was crazy.' He pushed a streak of his strawberry blond hair behind his ear. I wondered if it felt as silky as it looked in all those old pictures. I always admired his hair.
'She's more like my mom's best friend. But I'd called her "aunt" since I was a kid.' I chuckled. 'I knew she was wild when she was young. But crazy? Please... she's an accountant.'
'All I remember is that she cut my hair and tried to steel my boxers. I think she hooked up with Slash after that.' He paused 'God, that seems like a lifetime ago. I shouldn't talk to you, girl. You make me feel like an dirty old man.'
I grabbed his hand and his green eyes widened. 'Don't. You're still kinda hot. And you're better rocking than any of those younger dudes.'
Fuck. Why was he looking at me like that? And why did I even care?