Crash - Guns N Roses Fanfiction

NINE

When I woke up the next morning, George was sleeping soundly next to me. George, as in the glowing hair that answered my door when I was escorted there by a very kind ball of rainbow who I named Jimmy.

"George," I whispered, still in my strange state of mind, all thanks to that asshole on the street who drugged me. "Georgie, wake up... I'm bored," and when he remained asleep, I decided this was a perfect time (4:18 am) to blast Green Day.

"I DECLARE I DONT CARE NO MORE!" I scream at the top of my lungs, waking the neighbors, my cat, the entirety of LA (and, lets be honest, I'm so awesome that I probably woke all of California, too). Oh yeah, and George the Glowing Head of Gorgeous Hair. "I'M BURNIN' UP AND OUT AND GROWING BORED IN A SMOKED OUT BORING ROOOOOOOOOOOOM!

"OH HEY GEORGE YOU'RE AWAKE!"

"Cass, what the fuck?!"

"OH THANK GOD, YOU'VE STOPPED SPEAKING CHINESE!"

"Cassie, calm down," George gets up to turn the volume down, but I turn it back up immediately.

"NO WAY, JOSÉ!" and then I tried to get him to dance with me. "OH COME ONNNNNN, IT'LL BE FUNNNNNN! SEE? LOOK!" I twirl and do a bunch of other lame, groggy dance moves. "IT'S SO FUN! JOIN ME!"

"Cassie, please calm down," and Gorgeous Glowing George turned the volume down from fifty to ten. "You're gonna wake the whole house."

"I came here to have a good time and I'm honestly feeling so attacked right now."

"SO AM I!" he shouted. Then he pointed to an imaginary watch--or at least I assume it was imaginary, I couldn't really see anything. Although, my vision was getting clearer. "Do you see what time it is? Look, I get that you're high and shit and you've had a long night, but please, please just fucking calm down. Would you like to see Popcorn? Look, he's right here," then he showed me a glowy smile which I chose to call "Felix". Because, why not?

"Cass--"

"THE GLOWY SMILE CAN TALK TOO?!" I exclaimed. This was so fucking exciting. "AND THERE'S ANOTHER GEORGE?! I SHALL NAME THIS ONE JUPITER. AS IN THE ROMAN NAME FOR THE GREEK GOD ZEUS, LORD OF SKY AND SHIT. YOU LOOK MIGHTY POWERFUL! DID YOU KNOW ZEUS IS KING OF ALL THE GODS? HE IS! THAT'S HOW POWERFUL! WOW! HI, JUPITER!"

Jupiter looked shocked, which I laughed at, saying, "Oh, Jupiter, you look shocked! Oh, oh, get it? Do you get it? Like electricity? Like lightning? Zeus makes lightning! Did you know that? Well he does! Wow! This is so cool! Wait, what am I doing here? I gotta go find Jimmy! It's dangerous to roam the streets at night as drunk as he is! He was wobbling a lot! Oh, Zeus, he looked so funny! And adorable! Gotta go walk him home! I'm really good at walking! See ya later, Jupiter!" and attempted to skip out of the room, but because Jupiter is so strong and powerful, I guess, he stopped me. "Hey, now, don't get so handsy. Catch ya later, My Lord!"

"Hold on, Cassie, come sit on the bed with me for a minute," George told me. This time, the sober side of my brain responded.

"Okey dokey," and I walked calmly over to the bed, sitting beside Gorgeous Glowy George.

"You guys can go, don't worry, I know what I'm doing, just gonna calm her down. You guys go back to bed. We'll be fine."

"You better not--" Popcorn began, but then good ol' Georgie assured him he won't "try anything". Whatever that meant.

"Bye Jupiter! Bye Felix! Bye other two somewhat glowing forms of--I assume--life! Have a terrific night!" They closed the door behind them.

"Cassie. I need you to listen to me. Listen real hard." he sounded serious, but I was sure this was some sort of joke, and I played along. I turned my lighthearted expression into one of stone and stared into his glowing hair-eyes.

"Aye, aye, captain!" and then went into hysterics for a minute or two. After wiping my happy-laughy-tears away, I muttered, "Captain... hehe."

"Cassie. Listen. To. Me. Calm the fuck down. Do you want me to hurt you? I will. I'll hurt your feelings, I'll hurt them real bad." he was actually serious, and I realized it right then, and I guess my sober side did too and decided this was a good time to push my more fun side away.

"I'm listening," I nodded my head enthusiastically.

"You and I have been abducted by aliens--SHUSH--and there's only one way to escape. Still listening? Good. Keep it up. Alright, first you have to kiss me, right here," he points to his forehead, "then right here and right here," his right cheek and his left cheek, "and lastly, here," his mouth. That sobered me up lots, but apparently not enough because I did as he told me. Two-second pecks everywhere he instructed me to kiss, right in order.

"Better?" I whispered, convinced the aliens would hear me.

"Way better," he smiled charmingly. Hey, George has a face! "Only one more step. I need you to sing a song with me. Cass, tell me, what is your most favouritest song of all time?"

To which I responded with of course: "SOMEWHEREEEEEE, OVER THE RAAAAINNNBOOOOOOWWWWW!"

He chuckled. "A different one."

"Hm... okay. DUN. DUN DUN DUN. DUN DUN DUN. DUN DUN DUNNNNNNN."

"Do you know the lyrics?"

I shook my head.

"Another one, one you know the lyrics to," he finished just as Basket Case came on.

"This one!" I could feel my head becoming less and less cloudy, but still felt the drugs in my system. It was like both sides of my head were fighting over who had control, and they were both getting tired, so I was still not completely normal, but not completely fucked up either.

"Sing! Quick! Sing with me! Before the aliens find us!"

"DO YOU HAVE THE TIME, TO LISTEN TO ME WHINE, ABOUT NOTHING AND EVERYTHING ALL AT ONCE! I AM ONE OF THOSE MELODRAMATIC FOOLS, NEUROTIC TO THE BONE, NO DOUBT ABOUT IT! SOMETIMES I GIVE MYSELF THE CREEPS, SOMETIMES MY MIND PLAYS TRICKS ON ME, IT ALL KEEPS ADDING UP, I THINK I'M CRACKING UP! AM I JUST PARANOID, OR AM I STONED?!" and at that last lyric, stoned, both sides of my head realized, "Well, fuck me, this idiot is on drugs," but of course that didn't make whatever was in my system go away, and I kept singing. (I still believed somewhat that aliens had captured us.) But this time I was more calm, using my real singing voice.

"I went to a shrink, to analyze my dreams. She said it's lack of sex that's bringin' me down. I went to a whore, he said my life's a bore, so quit my whinin' 'cause it's bringin' her down," and sang the chorus with Axl. (Who I now knew was Axl because my drugs, whatever it was, were finally going away, little by little.)

We sang until Basket Case finished, and he was about to turn the CD off but I told him to leave it, because I loved the next song. He politely obliged.

"Do you know this one?" I whispered, tucking a piece of his hair that was covering his eyes behind his ear. He shook his head, smiling a bit. I grinned back--just seeing his smile made me smile. That tended to happen to me a lot, for some reason.

"She, she screams in silence, a sullen riot penetrating through her mind..." I softly sang along with Billie Joe, looking at Axl the whole time--from his perfectly chiseled jaw, plump lips, soft hair, all illuminated solely from the moon and streetlight coming in through the window.

"Wait, wait for a time, to smash the silence with a brick of self-control..." and then he did something totally unexpected. He smashed the silence with a brick of self control, one that I clearly didn't have, because I kissed him back.

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dun dun dunnnnnn.

I hate this so much but I can't take it back now.
next chapters are better, in my opinion. stay tuned. s'il vous plaît.

-megannnn xx