On this bright boring day in Aberdeen Washington I was walking to the nearest music shop to get some more strings for my Ibanez TAM 100 because I had broke my previous e string and had ran out of replacements. I'd been going to the same store for years really because there was no choice, it was the only one around. When I walked through the front doors like always I was greeted with a warm smile and hug from the owner Ron Smith who'd I'd known almost all my life, "Ah y/n haven't seen you in a while!" The owner said, " Yea I missed it here, I just need a pack of the Ernie Ball Super Slinky's then I'll be outta your hair." I said with a smile, "gotcha". As he was checking me out he mentioned a band that had come in a couple of days ago, "...said their lead bassist needed a new bass because he had smashed it at a show the other night, can you believe it. Anyway they said something about needing a guitarist so they're lead singer and guitarist could focus on writing the songs or something like that, I told them about you and they said to have you call them. I think they left a paper or something like that on the window.", "Oh I don't know about that I'm not good enough to be in a band yet." I responded in a humble tone, "come on y/n, I've watched you play since you were 16, I think your ready. Just please try it out, if you decide it's not for you then you can come back to preforming at the shop." I couldn't say no to that old grandpa face, we had that kind of relationship. "Fine I'll give them a call, only because you asked." I grabbed my bag and headed towards the door, I stopped to look at the paper, "looking for a new guitarist, if interested call our singer Kurt at ——————— -nirvana" Kurt? Kurt Cobain? I was friends with him and this kid Krist In high school, they were like my only friends after i moved here from Virginia, maybe they final took their band out of the garage. Anyway I grabbed a piece of paper with the number on it and headed home.
I'd never procrastinated something for that long in my life before, I was so nervous to see if It was really them. I finally mustered up the courage to call after 6 tasks I made up for myself, "hello?" I heard a familiar guys voice on the other line pick up and say, "Um hi yes I saw your poster saying you needed a guitarist?" I responded, " oh, yea, hold on, KURT WE HAVE A GUY ON THE PHONE," it was them 100%, "Hello," Kurt's voice said, "hello" I responded before getting cut off,"Y/N? I didn't know you played! Come down to krists old place tomorrow at noon!" "Oh ok?", he hung up the phone. That was really quick? I guess there's nothing to do but wait now seeing as I had already power cleaned my whole house procrastinating calling them. I grabbed a glass of wine and sat down and turned on mtv.
I woke up at 5am to make sure I was ready and had time to think stuff through. The time went by so quickly yet so slow at the same time, before I knew it it was a quarter till noon and I had thought everything out. I got in my car and drove down to Krists house that I used to be at daily with Kurt and him before going our separate ways. I pulled up and for a second I thought I was still in high school, once I snapped back and realized I was outside his house I considered speeding away but I eventually got out the car and started walking up the stone driveway. Once I got to the door I hesitated a little before knocking, it felt like hours before the door was opened but once it was it was accompanied by a 6'7 Krist, "Hey, come on in!" We both smiled at each other and started instinctively walking towards the garage. The house was the same as it was almost 3 years ago, "it's been a long time huh" Krist said, "oh yea I guess it feels like just yesterday we were skipping Mrs Rhodes class to smoke in ur room with Kurt" I responded, I remember those days surprisingly clear considering the amount of weed we had smoked over those years. Soon enough we reached the garage door and I reached for the door knob and was met with an interesting sight when I opened the door. Dave! Dave Grohl, my ex boyfriend from 7-10 grade before we broke up because I was moving away from Virginia to Aberdeen? "Dave!", "Y/N!" he said back, "so I'm assuming you two've met?", "you could say that." Dave responded, after a moment of awkward silence Kurt said "Nice to see you again y/n, but can we get the audition now? Great, you know no more tears?" I responded "yea" and the rest of the band talked for a second before kicking off into the song. I played the song perfectly and was honestly quite proud of myself, the band all just kind of looked at each other in silence before Kurt looked up and told me I was in. I can't describe how happy and excited I was, it felt like an out of body experience. The rest of the band congratulated me but I just kept looking back at Dave, I couldn't stop. Soon after the phone rang and Kurt picked it up, he muttered something and then turned back to us and said, "sorry got to go, Courtney." He started packing up his stuff and so did the rest of us.
The band and I started walking out the garage door, I didn't get through the door before I felt a hand touch my elbow, it was Dave's, "so it's been a while huh, want to go get drinks at the place down the street to catch up?" I was so surprised, it was so awkward at first why would he want to talk to me MORE. I think he saw the look of surprise in my face because he quickly moved his hand from my elbow and said "only of your up to it of course", how I missed him, "yea that sounds great" I said and added a smile. I'd always missed Dave since I moved here, what are the odds that we meet again at a audition to join his band. It might just be because I still love him but it's almost like it's meant to be.
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Roman d'amourDave Smut/fluff for my Dave girls Background: this is in the nirvana times so like 1990-1994 If you have any suggestions comment In this story your in nirvana with the other 4 guys There's smut and fluff in this so if I don't put smut next to the...