Bandom One-shots book 3

Think About You ! Part Eight !

The hum of the bus and the soft rustling of the sheets around me are the only sounds that fill the room.

Izzy's still asleep beside me, the warm weight of his body pressed against mine, his breathing steady and deep. I'm half-drunk on the peace of the moment—the way the night is settled and calm, how everything feels right with him beside me. After the show, after the crowd's deafening cheers, the thrill of the stage... this—this silence—is the best part of it.

But I can't sleep. Not yet.

I shift slightly, careful not to disturb him, and slowly slide out of bed. My feet hit the cool floor, and I stand for a second, letting the quiet of the hotel room wrap around me. The light coming in through the window is faint, casting pale shadows across the floor, but I don't need to see clearly. My mind's awake now, sharper than it was before. I'm buzzing, but not from the usual high of the crowd. No, this is different. This is something that settles deep in my chest and makes me restless in a different way.

I cross the room quietly, moving over to the small desk where I left my notebook. I'd been scribbling lyrics off and on the past few days, but nothing had really stuck. I didn't feel anything real coming from it, like it was just noise filling the space.

But now... now, it's different.

I open the notebook, and the words just start flowing. No hesitation. No second-guessing.

The soft sound of Izzy's breathing in the background is like the anchor that keeps me grounded. It's comforting, the way he's always just there—steady, quiet, everything that makes sense when the world feels too loud. I try not to think too much about it, but I can't help myself.

"I said baby you been looking real good. You know that I remember when we met. It's funny how I never felt so good. It's a feeling that I know I know I'll never forget. Ooh it was the best time I can remember. Ooh and the love we shared. Lovin' that'll last forever"

I smile to myself as I write, my pen moving faster. It's coming easy now—like the words are already there, just waiting for me to catch up to them. Izzy's not the kind of guy you write love songs for, but with him, it's more than that. He doesn't need words to make me feel like this.

I've never been good with these kinds of feelings—never knew how to talk about them, how to explain what's going on in my head when everything feels so damn chaotic. But with him, it's simple. I don't need to say much. It's just there.

"There wasn't much in this heart of mine, but there's a little left and babe you found it. It's funny how I never felt so high. It's a feeling that I know I know I'll never forget. Ooh, it was the best time I can remember. Ooh and the love we shared. Lovin' that'll last forever"

I stop for a moment, letting the words sit for a second. It's all coming together, but something in the line strikes me—it's raw, but not in the way I usually do things. This isn't about being on top, about the fame, the noise of the world around us. This is about the quiet moments. The ones where Izzy's just beside me, not saying much, but everything makes sense.

I run my fingers through my hair, feeling a sense of urgency building in my chest. I need to finish it. I need to get it down before it slips away.

"I think about you. Honey you're the time my heart says yes. I think about you. Deep inside I love you best. I think about you. You know you're the one I want. I think about you. Darling you're the only one, I think about you. Yeah, hahaha. I think about you you know that I do. I think about you all alone only you. I think about you. Ooh its true. I think about you, yes I do"

I write the chorus, the words coming faster now. The repetition feels right—like it's a constant loop in my head, something I can't escape. The idea of him, always in my thoughts, always in the back of my mind. I don't need to make it complicated. It's simple. Just him.

I laugh softly to myself as I finish the verse. Izzy's the kind of person who doesn't even know he's got this hold over me. He's just... there. And that's all I need.

I glance over my shoulder, half-expecting him to wake up, but he's still asleep. I walk back to the bed, sitting down next to him quietly. He looks so peaceful, so unbothered by everything that's going on. I could stay like this forever. I don't even need to say anything to him—he just gets me.

I set the notebook down on the nightstand, the song mostly finished, the words still echoing in my head.

Izzy stirs in his sleep, and I smile softly, brushing a lock of hair away from his forehead. He murmurs something unintelligible, but then he relaxes back into sleep.

I lay back beside him, pulling the covers up over us both, letting the stillness of the night take over. It's hard to explain the way I feel about him. It's not like anything I've ever felt for anyone else. It's not some grand, dramatic love story. It's just... us.

And even though my brain's buzzing with everything I need to do tomorrow, with the tour, with the band, I know one thing for sure: I'm gonna be thinking about him, all the time.

I close my eyes, drifting off to sleep, knowing that the song will be there when I wake up again.

~Morning~

I was up early writing the song again, I could barely sleep without thinking about the rest of it. So I quickly got back to work.

"Somethin' changed in this heart of mine. You know I'm so glad that you showed me. Honey, now you're my best friend. I want to stay together 'til the very end. Oh, it was the best time, I can remember. Oh, and the love we shared. Is lovin' that'll last forever"

I nodded to myself looking over at Izzy as he was peacefully sleeping, he's so hot even when he's fast asleep. I quickly went back to my notebook to finish the song.

"I think about you. Honey, all the time, my heart says yes. I think about you. Deep inside, I love you best. I think about you. You know you're the one I want. I think about you. Darling, you're the only one. I think about you, oh oh yeah. I think about you, oh you. I think about you, woah. Only you. I think about you, you know I do. I think about you, only you. I think about you. Only you Only You Only"

I smiled to myself seeing Izzy now sitting up. "Axl, what are you doing up?" He asks in his groggy morning voice, god I'll never get used to it, it sends chills down my spine. "I wrote a song for you" I smiled walking towards the bed as I handed him the notebook. He read over it smiling to himself the entire time. 

"Axl, darling. This is amazing" He said as our eyes met, I couldn't help the huge stupid grin that plastered on my face when he said that. He smiled back as he wrapped his arms around me, pulling me into a hug as I hugged him back. "I love you" I whispered softly still holding onto him. "I love you most" He whispered back as he pulled away before pulling me into a sweet kiss.

He's the only one for me.