My Tubby || Lars Ulrich x Reader

Tuck You In

HEY GUYS. TALK ABT LAST CHAPTER, I REALIZE NOW THAT THIS STORY IS SET IN '85 AND GNR STARTED IN 85 BUT ITS OKAY, ITS ALL COOL. WHOOHOO! And a disclaimer, this chapter is kinda dumb and not very well put together, that's what it feels like to me at least, but I've just been working with what I can come up with.

Everyone had pretty much gotten wasted except me, it was around 7pm now. Lars and James were out of it, running around like crazy people, Cliff was sitting in the booth downing more drinks, Kirk had stopped drinking a few minutes ago to start sobering up. Motley on the other hand had left a while ago, they took full bottle drinks with them, and didn't leave without taking some ladies on their way. Pretty sure a table or two was knocked over also.

"Can someone help me get Lars?" I ask, lifting my head from the table, Cliff looks at me sideways with a beer raised to his mouth, Kirk looks at me and slumps in his seat. I groan in annoyance, getting up and looking around for two drunk idiots. After searching for a few minutes I finally spot James, only problem, he was making out with some girl against a wall. I sigh and walk up to him, tapping his shoulder.

He doesn't stop smooching the girls face, so I tap him again but harder this time, he turns around and it's clear he's drunk "What the hell'd you'd want" he slurs his words "Where's Lars" I ask "fuck if I know" he says before going back to making out. I tap his shoulder again, "What?!" He gives me a hostile glare "Can you help me find him?" "I'm good, find him yourself" he said pushing me away and once again turning back to the girl. I roll my eyes and make my way off to find Lars.

Looking around, I saw Slash at the bar, and right beside him is Lars! I walk up to them and tap Lars' shoulder, he turns around and smiles "hey" he says

"Hey, it's time to go home" I say rubbing his back "Already?" "Yeah, it's pretty late" "Mmh....Okay!" He smiles widely and starts walking towards the doors in what is definitely not a straight line

Slash had started to say something but I started going after Lars, since he was already out the door

At the car Lars was trying to get into the driver seat, "Lars no, you can't drive" "I'm okay! I can drive" "No you can't, you can't even walk straight" we argue

"You guys need help?" Someone talks from behind us, I turn around to see Slash "No we're okay" I tell him. I hear a thunk from behind me, and turn around to see Lars on the ground with his back against the car door, his knees pulled to his chest and his face buried in his arms "Oh" I crouch next to him "you alright?" I ask

"mhm" he brings his head from his arms and gives me a big smile "Can you give me the keys?" "No" he frowns and looks up at me "Are you sure you don't need any help" Slash laughs from behind me

"Maybe a little" I reply. Slash crouches beside me, "Hey Lars, you've got some guests at your house" Slash says, snapping his fingers for Lars' attention, "I do?" Lars' eyes go wide "Yeah, they're all waiting for you man"

"Ohh shit, I've gotta get home!" Lars quickly gets up and tries unlocking the car door, I take the keys from him and unlock the doors while Slash gets him into the backseat "Why the backseat?" I ask "Well I figured I'd come with you, we both know damn well there aren't any guests. Plus it doesn't look like you can handle him all too well now, and if he's about to pass out.." he tilts his head and sighs with his hands on his hips "Im sure I can handle him, but I guess you've got a point, go on and get in" I tell him as I get into the driver seat, him getting into the passenger

I start the car and look back at Lars "What's your address Lars?" I ask "uhh...there" he points to a random direction "thanks" I nod and look back out of the front window "You don't know your way back?" Slash asks "Not really, I just got here today" I buckle my seatbelt before slumping down and sighing "Do you remember any directions?" "Not really, the drive wasn't too long or anything." I turn around to Lars again "Hey" I snap my fingers at him, he raises his head and pushes his bangs out of his eyes to look at me "Can you tell me again where you live? I need to get you home" I smile and reach my arm out and tap his cheek to keep his attention on me