Infatuated With You (Guns N' Roses - Duff McKagan)

Chapter Four

Finally getting back to the house after many hours of shopping for everything and anything. We stood in the kitchen at six o'clock in the evening, putting away all of the groceries. Once we were done we just stood there sharing a bottle of Jack Daniels, an alcohol we both had seemed to become accustomed to.

"So you, Alison Harris, is dating the famous Izzy Stradlin?!" I exclaimed.

"Yeah I am, and believe me he is the best boyfriend out. God I love him." She dreamily say thinking about Izzy.

"I bet he is, now how long have you been with him?" I took a swig of the spirit watching Alison smile every time I mentioned Izzy.

"Since I first started uni with you." Was her response. "It's been long distance for so fucking long though, it's hard to keep up with how long it's been."

"So four years and now you only decided to mention to me you're dating a member from my favourite band? Why the fuck didn't you tell me in the first place? Why did you keep this from me? I thought we were best friends." I stated as I frowned down at her. Now I had a bit of a temper, but I was only that way when I felt as though I was being lied to. Usually my temper took a lot to let go. Currently I was a little annoyed at her for keeping such a secret especially when it had to do with the band I was in love with. I loved Guns N' Roses and their music. I did from the very first time I heard their music. The moment I listened to their music, I had shivers run down my spine and every time since.

"I know you're pissed but I didn't know how to break it to you and I thought telling you like this would be best." She looked at me with a nervous expression.

"Yeah I'm pissed off but that's because you haven't been completely honest." I crossed my arms and raised an eyebrow. "Four years and I only just find out you've have a boyfriend this entire time?"

"I'm sorry! Look, will you forgive me?" She pleaded, holding a sooky expression.

I went silent for a moment, eyeing her and making her giggle nervously as she held her arms out for a hug.

"No." I said sternly as she pouted. "No, I will forgive you." I added, allowing only half a smile to break at my lips.

"You had me worried." She murmured pulling me into a hug.

"Ali, you're my best friend. Pissed or not, I have to forgive you." I shook my head as I pulled back.

"I bet you the guys are gonna love you." Alison holds her brown eyes on me, her smile increasing in size. "Got a couple of vacancies by the way. Let's see, the last time I spoke to Izz he said that Duff, Axl and Slash were all single."

"You think I'm going to get with one of the guys, I think you're dreaming." I rolled my eyes. The chances of that were very slim. "Like the idea sounds grand, and I'd love to get to know them all... but I'm not one of those pretty blonde model types that they would normally go after." I shook my head.

"Oh please, don't be so negative." She smirked. "Slash, he's not into those types. You have a nice rack, so that'll be enough to keep the bastard happy. As for Axl, yeah he's a bit high maintenance so maybe steer clear. Duff, he's hard to determine."

"Stop dreaming." I giggled blushing. I then moved back over to the other side of the kitchen, leaning against the bench when suddenly I heard a door open and loud voices echo through the rest of the house.

"Here we go." She smirked.

I stood there blankly watching Alison walk away with a knowing smirk plastered across her tanned face. The voices sounded from the front of the extremely massive house, the guys were home. Now I had to meet them all, that was a worry; I didn't want to make a fool out of myself in front of them. It wasn't an everyday thing meeting the members of a band that wrote the music that you were incredibly passionate about.