We were back at the hotel getting ready to go clubbing and hitting the strip.
I wore a tight dress that showed just the right amount of boob and covered the least amount of thigh possible.
I did my makeup quickly and when I finished I walked out of the bathroom.
Kirks eyes met mine and we both smiled at each other.
"Damn babe. You look so good." Kirk said as he pulled me closer to him by my waist.
I ran my fingers down his chest with a smirk, "I could say the same for you."
He was wearing a muscle shirt with some black jeans and I loved it.
We were getting ready to kiss when we heard a pounding at the door.
"Let's go guys. It's 5 till midnight"! Laughed Missy on the other side of the door.
I pulled away from Kirk and walked over to the door, "We're coming"! I shouted back.
I grabbed my purse and then we were out the door.
It was beautiful. There was people everywhere. Neon lights flashed and it was like a party on the streets.
I looked around excited. "It's amazing"! I cheered.
Kirk laughed, "Isn't it"?
"Look Kirk! It's you guys"! I shouted pointing at them on a magazine.
Kirk grinned as he picked it up. "Damn I look pretty good."
"I'll say." I grinned as I flipped through it with him.
We continued walking but there was a voice shouting behind us.
"Kirk"! We heard. "Kirk Hammett"!
Kirk turned around, but I decided to mind my business and keep staring ahead.
I heard a splash of water and quickly turned around.
Before I could realize what happened Kirk was dripping wet.
"Fuck you! Dave's better than you"! Shouted a voice.
I looked over at Kirk and back to the asshole who had just thrown a whole glass of beer on him.
The man smiled at me, "Evening lovely lady, you know you're too pretty to be with an ass like this man." And with that he turned around and walked off.
"Kirk." I started, trying to get something out of him.
He looked pissed and I felt terrible for him. Missy and Rachel caught up to us and looked at Kirk surprised.
"Did you see what happened"? I asked them.
They nodded.
Kirk rolled his eyes, "Im going back to the hotel. You guys enjoy your night." He started.
"Kirk no. Don't let him get to you. Come with me." I said grabbing his hand.
He pulled his hand away from roughly, pushing me away, "Back off Dalia"! He said with a scowl.
I was taken aback and fell into Missy arms.
He just pushed me. Why would he do that? How could he do that? All of these thoughts rushed through my head.
Missy grabbed me and looked at Kirk pissed. "Don't touch her like that"!
Rachel stepped in between us, "What the fuck is your problem man"?
Kirk scoffed, "I'm leaving. Don't follow me."
I looked at him confused, "But Kirk." I started slowly, I could feel tears forming in my eyes, but I didn't know why.
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𝐮𝐧𝐧𝐚𝐦𝐞𝐝 𝐟𝐞𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠 | kirk hammett
FanfictionKirk is still the new shy guitarist of Metallica. The boys introduce him to the scene but he has an eye on one wild girl, Dalia. He fell first but she fell harder.