I had just woken up from a long night of excess hanging off a sofa with my head resting on a comfortable, squishy cushion. The light was makjng my eyes sear with pain, and my skin was crawling. I dug my head into the cushion to find a better spot when I heard a little "oof" come from the pillow.
I shot up and jumped behind the couch. I had been sleeping on Steven! I peered over the sofa to see that Steven was still asleep. Gosh, that guy could sleep through a hurricane.
I walked backward a few steps in relief before crashing into someone. Just as I was about to scream they spun me around and gave me an extremely passionate kiss. They pulled away and it was Slash.
He winked at me and put his finger to his lips. I turned brick red when I saw he was only wearing a loosely hung towel. And also obviously because he gave me one of the best kisses of my life.
He casually sauntered into the kitchen, ruffling his long damp hair.
I was frozen to the spot.
Luckily I snapped out of it quickly and made my way to the bathroom, where I found Izzy passed out in the bath. That can't be comfortable.
I brushed my teeth with the only spare toothbrush I could find in their high shelved bathroom cabinet and squeezed the last out of their shop brand toothpaste before almost undressing to get into the shower.
"Whoooaahh, I think I'm gonna get out of the bath now babe," what is it with people flirting with me here, nobody does normally, "well unless you want me to stay here, perfect view y'know" Izzy said, wiggling his tongue at me. Gross.
"Get your head out of the gutter, Izz. Now go on, cheerio, bye bye then" I said, practically shoving Izzy out of the door. I locked it and made do with whatever cleaning resources these boys had...
10 minutes later
I walked into the sitting room/kitchen area in nothing but a towel on, thinking everybody would still be passed out. Boy was I wrong.
Cat calls and whistles came from every corner. Fuck sake.
"Yeah, okay, fuck off, now where can I change into my clothes?" I asked above the racket from my newly found (friends?). Axl came up behind me and whispered in my eat in a sultry tone "my bed's available baby doll, if you know what I'm sayin'". I shoved him away, but he grabbed my towel.
I was now standing in front of five men, naked. There was dead silence.
I ran blind into the first room with a door I could find, and began to weep.
This was the most embarrassed I had ever been in my entire life. I couldn't handle this shit. I was right next door to hell [pun intended].
I rummaged through the beaten up old wardrobe with stickers and posters on it, looking for any sort of clothing. I fucking hate Axl right now. Just as I was looking through the clothes, suddenly my clothes were dangled in front of my by someone. I turned around to see that it was Duff who was covering his eyes and spinning his arm around to find me.
I grabbed the clothes and quickly got changed into them, Duff facing the corner of the wall the entire time.
Out of all these guys, it was Duff who surprised me by being the gentleman. After what he did I think I feel like I can trust Duff, even though I only met him a day and a half ago.
I coughed to signal that Duff could turn around.
He turned around and smiled at me, before his eyes turned sad and he tried to apologise on behalf of himself and Axl and the guys before I hushed him by giving him a big hug.
My head only came up to his chest, but it meant that when I hugged him I could feel his heart beat which was pretty special.
We pulled away from the hug and Duff asked "Are you ready to come back in now? If you're not we can stay in here and talk, or there's a back window that leads onto the street and we could go walking or somethin". He said this so shyly that made him so much more impossibly cute that I just had to hug him again. "Wow are you only communicating in hugs now? Cos I am cool with that" I laughed and we walked out of the door at the same time. We got stuck in the door frame. Fuck.
We spent a few seconds trying to get out of the door, which made us extremely close together in some parts, and to be honest I really didn't mind.
Duff's Point Of View
Okay, everything about this girl is driving me crazy and I only met her yesterday. She's funny, she's smart, she sticks up for herself, and she's also the hottest girl I have seen in way too long. She rates very high in the strokability scale. I mean, if I were to rate her out of ten she would be eleven, because fucckkkk Clarence looks like an angel or some shit. So yeah, she's hot.
*at breakfast*
Axl and the guys apologised to her (I would've kicked their asses if they hadn't) and we made breakfast.
Slash made his famous scrambled eggs, Steven made his world class pancakes, and I made the best god damn toast you'd ever have in your whole god damn life. Axl made some pretty sick freshly squeezed orange juice, and Izzy set us up with some spliffs.
We didn't let Clarence help because we felt so bad about what happened, so we gave her the full shebang and went all out for her. We even put a fuckin' table cloth on that shit.
Eventually we finished our breakfasts, and we went on to our second course, which was of course our lovingly made joints.
"Hehe, I've never smoked weed at breakfast before. I rarely even smoked weed at any time." Clarence mumbled as the j came her way.
It went around the table and we all got stoned and it was a good time for everyone. It was only eleven o clock too.
Eleven o clock?!
I nearly choked on my joint.
"Guys we're fucking late for studio!" I yelled.
Everybody dazedly got up and got their shit together, but we were all so stoned that we could barely function.
Slash was pawing at his leather jacket, Izzy was trying his hardest to get out of the seat, Steven was staring at a lamp for well over five minutes, but Axl surprised me the most.
He was already waiting at the door for us to come.
Clarence's point of view
*fifteen minutes later*
"Clarence, beautiful, you can come along if you want to, the studio guy really won't mind"
"Yeah babe, we could use your beautiful face to help us write you know"
"Clarence, princess, goddess, unbelievably beautiful woman, we need you to be in that studio with us, please gorgeous"
This has been going on for a few minutes now, and I think they've convinced me by their well thought out and flattering compliments.
"Fuck it, let's go"
Author's note:
Hey guys! Haven't been on this in ages, and the pour out of lovely comments and reads has inspired me to keep going with this. It's only a coincidence that I'm meant to be studying right now. Thank you again for the reads, I really appreciate it.
The next chapter is coming at some point, try not to expect it to be soon :/
Have a brilliant day, and if you celebrate Christmas, merry Christmas!
