Heart-Shaped Romance - Kurt Cobain x Reader

God-Awful Party.

Ever since me and Kurt got into that argument, he's been kind of acting weird. not just with me but with the whole band. He hasn't been coming to practices lately and he hasn't been calling me.

Today he came to practice but he wasn't really into practice. He seemed like he was dazed or something.

"A friend of mine is having a party tonight guys and I think it'd be fun for us to go" Kurt said, into the microphone.

I looked down at my guitar.

I hate parties with everything in me. they're so awful and gross. I haven't been to a party in years but I don't wanna go back to one. But I'll do it for Kurt.

"Yeah! sounds like fun!" Dave said, smiling.

I faked a smile in agreement.

I got ready at my apartment with Kurt.

"Hey, are you okay?" I said, curling my lashes.

"mhm..just tired today..and my stomachs kinda upset.." he said, looking at me.

"Is your stomach okay?" I said, looking at him.

Even though I was still upset with him a little, I still care and love him the same.

"Yeah just uh..haven't eaten today.." he said, looking down and fiddling with his fingers.

"go grab something from my fridge" I said, tilting my head towards the kitchen.

"Okay" Kurt said, walking over to the kitchen.

he's acting so weird with me.

like I'm some stranger.

I was mad at him but..but I forgave him.

I don't know why he's acting so weird.

I sighed.

Kurt was dressed in his iconic red and black sweater and a white t-shirt under it with some new jeans.

I'm dressed in a cute black tank with a nice coat over it with black ripped jeans.

We met up with Krist and Dave at the studio and got in the van and headed to the party.

TW// Mention of alcohol and drugs

When we got there, the smell of weed and thick liquor filled my nose.

How repulsive.

Kurt immediately walked off to go find his friends and Krist saw a bar and practically jumped on it.

Which left me and Dave to browse this awful party.

"You hate it here don't you?" Dave said, looking at me.

"Very much so" I said, smiling at him.

He chuckled.

"Come on, let's go find somewhere to sit," he said, grabbing my hand.

As we walked further into the party it just got worse. There were kegs of beer everywhere and not one person wasn't drunk or high. Drunk guys were licking their lips at me even though Dave was right next to me.

I hate it here so much.

Me and Dave sat down on a couch for a while and then I started to get thirsty cause the air around me was so thick with just everything.

"Hey I'm gonna grab a drink, do you want anything?" I said, getting up from the couch.

"Just a Fanta" he said.

I nodded my head.

I had to squeeze past people just to get to the bar.

"Hi, yes can I get water and a Fanta?" I said to the guy.