Lea's POV
Shivering, by running down my bones. Sweating across my forehead. Not knowing what I'm doing but fear. All I see rage of red. What the fuck is going?? *CREEEAK!!!* AS I turned, its coming from the kitchen. I grabbed a butcher knife from the knife stand while holding it. "So this how it feels to be on horror movie, huh?" I asked myself. Slowly taking tiny footsteps at a time, creeping behind the wall for a second, then proceeding my steps. *CREEEEAK!!!* Its coming from the kitchen window. "MUHAHAHA!!!" Wait a minute. I recognized that voice before. This anger began to grow inside of me. Pissed off. "AGHHH!!!" I began to ran towards the window with my knife over my head to stab this bastard. "WAIT, WAIT LEA! PLEASE DON'T KILL ME! ITS KIRK, SEE?" Kirk quickly revealed his face from his mask. FUCKING KIRK?!! I knew it! "KIRK??! WHAT THE HELL IS WRONG WITH YOU??" DON'T YOU EVER DO THAT SHIT EVER AGAIN! I ALMOST KILLED YOU!"
Although, Kirk feels guilty and yet, embarrassed how the prank had failed. "Dude, sorry I frighten the shit out of you guys. It was me who came up an idea to scared you and Cliff. Me and Lars were curious how Cliff's been changed a bit since you met him." He finish his full explanation and nodded. "Gee, I also wanted to apologize for yelling like that to you, then again, you're a pain in the ass of pranking, dude." His warm toothy grin began to grow. "Ah Lea, I promise I'm not doing that shit ever again." He closely and wrapped my arms around for a full hug.
"Hey Lea are you alright?" A voice sounded like Cliff which he's stood there with James and Lars. "Yeah man, I'm alright. Kirk had something to say. "Um actually, Lars already told us about Kirk's retarded prank was ever created." James padded Lars on the back. "OUCH!! HEY WHAT WAS THAT FOR??" Oh poor Lars rubbed his back with a sour baby face he makes.
"That's what you get for the fuckin' pranking us and you ate all my Snickers, fat ass." Cliff started laughing his ass off on the ground and we all end up laughing.
"Okay, okay. I'm done." James walked through the kitchen to serve himself a plate of spaghetti. "You're also a fat ass, Hetfield." Cliff chuckled. "Pretty much." James rolled his eyes.
"C'mon let's eat." Kirk ran down the kitchen to serve a plate for himself. I'd just love hanging out with these awesome guys and especially Cliff. There's no one like him who's very thoughtful, hilarious, and yet gentle. Hmm, I wonder what kind of shampoo has Cliff been using. Wait what?
"Earth to Lea?? I said your spaghetti is fuckin' good!" Cliff gave me a thumbs up across the table. "Yeah." They all agree. "Gee, thanks Cliff and you too guys!" I looked down to hide my tomato face.
"Aww are you blushing, little girl?" James elbowed me. "Um no and please don't called me a little girl!" Of course, non stop of clowns began to laugh.
"Hey, you're not the only who's short." Lars winked at me and gave me high five. "I guess short people rules!" Wow, that's sounds very cheesy the way I said it. God. "Hehe, that's cute, guys." Cliff grinned at me with his Heineken.
Cliff's POV
The way she laughs, the way she smiles oh and the way she blushed makes my heart melt. I thought of asking her to be mine but I don't know if she likes me back. Can't help it but thinking about her. I'll wait when to confess her, one day. Eh, mind as well ask her when's school starts. "Hey kiddo, when are you starting school?"
She puzzled her chocolate eyes moving around when I asked her about art school. "Oh I'm starting on next week. On Mondays, Wednesdays, and Thursdays." Sounds perfect. "Why?"
"Well you see, we're working on a new album coming up, we will be touring next summer, and I was thinking, if you would tag along with me, I, you---"
Godamnit Burton, don't embarrassed
yourself.
"What he meant to say that would you like to come with us on next tour." James finished my sentence. "Are you kidding me?" Shit. I'm doomed. We stared at Lea of confusion. "Of course! I would like to go on tour with you guys! Why wouldn't I?" Ah what a relief. She squealed. "WOO HOO! Fuck yeah!" We all cheered for Lea's invitation.
*Telephone Ringing*
Instead, we'd just all ignore the phone until James stood up to pick it up. "Fuck you fucktards, except Lea." Haha asshole. "I wonder who could be that be?" Lars looked clueless as always but this time, who is it on the phone?
James's POV
When I first picked up the phone, It sounded allot familiar. "Hello?" I first answered. "S'up Hetfield how are you, man?" Holy shit, its Dave. "Hey bro, how are you? Its been awhile since the last time we talked." About last time, its a long story between Dave and the band. Especially Dave's alcohol abuse and drug addiction caused us amount of shit.
"I've been good, and yeah its been awhile. Oh, I almost forgot. I'm running a party at my band's pad---"
"Wait wait wait...You already made a band?" I didn't see that shit coming. Really. "Yup, we're Megadeth. Anyways, I'm inviting you and the band to come over at my band's pad to chill just like the old days, you know?"
"Sounds rad. When the party's start?" I asked. "Tomorrow around 7:30 plus, I'm not gonna do that shit again, remember?" "I know. We'll see you tomorrow. Take care."
"You too Hetfield, goodnight."
I hung up the phone realizing that how am I going to explain the band about Dave's party. Oh well. I'll just tell em' all..."
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FanfictionThe year of 1983 bass player, Cliff Burton from Metallica discovers that he'll never find love and will never meet a woman he's been dreaming of will not come true. Even though he's been focusing on his career with his band to show the world that th...
