Bella and I were enjoying a nice night in, playing on her atari that she had stolen from her brother before she moved out and drinking large amounts of red wine.
"So you never told me about your night with Izzy" I gave her a knowing glance and it was enough to send her into a fit of giggles. Bella always told me about her night time activities and visa versa, it was becoming a Monday night tradition.
"Well let me tell you, he was a very passionate love maker" Bellas eyes widened and I let out a snort of laughter.
"Never use the term 'love maker' again please"
"Oh shut up its true" she giggled back, continuing to explain how her night went, using many hand gestures I might add.Bella and I had met in high school in grade 9. She and I barely knew anyone at the new school so we immediately bonded after I accidently spilled my cafeteria meal on her shoes..yeah she didn't even mind. I remember her mentioning that she needed her mum to buy her new ones anyways.
She and I became best of friends and even when I decided to drop out In grade 11 and continue with my drawing, she understood and supported me even though my parents didn't at all.
We moved together after she graduated from high school and while she works at a book shop down on sunset I work at a dingy convenience store. It helps that her father pitches in for rent once in a while. Bellas father is rich, I mean really rich. If Bella had listened to him, he would have got her a nicer apartment to live in, in a nicer area of town,but Bella said she loved living with me and she loved the sunset strip. Something about the whole asthetic of it all..Her and I both got along all the time, she didn't like that I did coke once in a while but she didn't bring it up. She doesn't ever bring up my money situation either because she knows my real passion is for art. She's constantly lecturing me on how I will one day get super famous and I have to stick with it. She's the perfect friend, aside from her bitchy moments but I mean, who doesn't have those moments?
My thoughts were interrupted when we both heard a knock at the door.
" I'll get it" I made my way to the door, probably a jehova witness or something..
Opening the door a tiny crack just to make sure it wasnt a serial killer, i found myself cracking up with laughter to find the complete opposite standing right infront of me.
"Astoooooria"
Steven.
Great.
I had almost forgot they all lived in the same apartment building.
I opened the door fully so that Bella could see who it was.
"Hey you're the guy that pissed himself" Bella pointed giggling quite profusely while getting up to walk over to where I stood, her brown hair falling in curls down her back.
"I'm suprised you even noticed considering you and izzy were eating each other's faces off the entire night" steven pointed out, replacing his smile with a small smirk."Anyways I came down here because, well actually, funny story, so the other day I was walking in the bathroom--"
I shuddered just remembering their bathroom.
"--and well axl was in there taking a dump so I quickly ran out and bumped into slash- well he got mad at me and was complaining how I ruined his 'train of thought' whatever that means--" stevens eyes were wide and a goofy smile took over his face as he continued his story while using a lot of hand gestures as he spoke. Quite fucking amusing to witness I might add
"-- So then after he told me to fuck off I went over to see where izzy was because I was looking for my Dr pepper that Duff had gotten me earlier, anyways izzy was on the balcony smoking and when I asked him where my Dr pepper was he told me to 'get lost--"
steven was talking a mile a minute and it was honestly so hard to keep up with what he was trying to get across."--So after that little incident I thought 'hey maybe duff knows where it is since he's the one who bought it, which reminds me I have to pay him back for that except I'm kind of broke, duff won't care though, okay maybe he will, once I stole a pack of smokes from him,so him and slash threw all my clothes off the balcony!"
God where is this guy going with this..
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Hey Sugar /Guns N Roses
Fanfiction"Hey Sugar, can you stop playing around and just be mine already?" This story contains mature language and subject matter. I do not own guns n roses or any of the songs in this book.