I was sitting down at the table with James, we were talking about random stuff that's happened to us in the past.
'Hey, how did you meet Lars?' He asked, tilting his head a bit and taking a sip of beer. I shrug, 'We were at a park, I was sitting on one of the swings being edgy.' we shared a small laugh. 'And y'know he came up to me, looked at me for a second and realised I was about to cry. He asked me if I was okay and I sobbed, telling him everything that happened, by the way I had just gone through a break up with whom I thought would be with me forever. Anywho Lars comforted me, managed to get me to stop crying which, is bizarre. 'Cause usually noboby can get me to stop crying. Immediately I saw a friend in those eyes.' I exhaled slowly, 'So yeah. Then we regularly met up in that park and talked for hours until it was midnight, which he would walk me home and say goodbye.' I look back up from the table to see a very suprised-looking James Hetfield. 'What?' I ask, looking around. He eventually regained his cold stare and waved his hand, 'Nothin', nothin'. That doesn't really sound much like Lars but at the same time it kinda does.' he shrugs slowly. I smile.
Just at that moment, Lars walked in, talking with Kirk who was beside him. He walked over to me and hugged me, 'Hey Y/N!' I wave back enthusiastically, smiling with my teeth exposed. 'Ah, Lars. Hey buddy. We were just talking about you.' James smiled at him in a way that could make anybody wonder if it was positively or negatively talking about them. Lars stood up straight, side-eyeing James as he hesitantly spoke, 'In what way..?' James returned with a loud laugh, 'Nothin' bad obviously. Jesus, stop worrying—' Kirk speedwalked over to his side, smacking the side of his head. 'Hey! What was that for?' James looked up at the smiling guitarist as he shrugged. 'Bored.' James narrowed his eyes in a jokingly but also seemingly serious manner, mouthing 'Fuck off' and then smiling wide. Kirk giggled and began to turn towards Lars and I, who were having a thumb war and squealing. James cleared his throat rather loudly, the room went quiet and Lars turned around to see Kirk and James chuckling. 'What?' I say under my breath as Lars pokes his tounge out at them, gets up from his chair next to me and scoops me up into his arms. I get my phone out of my pocket and text James.
Jamie
Lmao
Bye loser
And with that I flipped him off, grinning wide and earning a pout back from him as Lars carried me to my room.
