Kirk Hammett x reader (fem)

§ chapter 2 §

My eyes slowly blink open as I try to make sense of where I am, I hear and see people rushing over and asking me if I'm alright. I'm trying to make sense of what happened, and it starts to come back to me, I remember watching the band, before I was knocked out by someone. The band has stopped playing, in a way I'm embarrassed that the band has stopped playing all because I got knocked out. "Hey are you alright?" Someone asks as they hold there hand out, I take their hand and they help me stand up, I'm quite wobbly on my feet. "Do you need any water or anything?" The person asks, as I look at them I realise it's Kirk Hammett,
"Oh, yeah that would be great" I manage to say, I can't believe it's actually him, talking to me.
"Here come with me and we'll get you sorted out, you can come to the back with me and I'll get you some water" he says as he takes my hand and leads away to the back of the pub.

At this point the rest of the band we're packing up there stuff on stage, I feel really bad because a lot of people look forward to them playing at the pub, and I've just kinda stopped the show. Kirk pushes open a door at the side of the small stage, and the light in the room was quite blinding and it took my eyes a while to adjust t9 the bright light. Despite the pub not being a music venue if course, there was a little room for the band that were performing to put there belongings, and have a wee drink after the set they do. "Take a seat I'll go fetch your water" Kirk says as I sit down on the old worn down sofa in the room.
"Thanks for this" I say
"Don't sweat it, lots of people get knocked out at pubs, especially when an up and coming metal band plays an awesome set" he says laughing. "I'll be back in a minute" he then left. A few minutes after he left his band mates came in the back room, they all look at me,
"Your the girl that got knocked out ain't ya" the drummer says,
"Well of course she is why else would she be in the back" the bassist tells him,
"You guys are so rude" the singer says " Hi, I'm James" he tells me, he points to the drummer " this is Lars" Lars gives a big cheesy grin toward me, James then points to the bassist "this is Cliff" cliff holds out his hand for me to shake,
"It's nice to meet you and your name is?"
"Oh, yeah it's y/n" I tell them all. At this point Kirk walks back in and hands me the water which I down in seconds, "so you feeling better?" He asks
"Better but I'm worried I won't be able to drive" I say
"It's fine I'll drive you home, if you want" he offers
"That would be great thanks" I say, my heart is racing so fast I've admired Kirk for ages since the first time I saw them preformed at the pub, it was actually one of their first performances and needless to say I feel in love with the band. If you told me I would be sitting in the back with the band and Kirk offering to drive me home, I would have laughed at you.