everlong

baby on board

March 4th, 1992
"Miss Kassel?" I furrowed my eyebrows, then rose up. "That's me." A delivery man with flowers came over. "These are for you, ma'am." I thanked him, then sat back down.

My dearest Julia, I have a surprise for you at home. I love you. - D.

I chuckled to myself. The note confused me. What on earth does he have? The roses he sent were beautiful. I smiled to myself as I finished work. "Julia, I've got a job for you tonight. Courtney Love, the crazy blonde chick that's dating Kurt Cobain? I want you to get an interview tonight. Shes playing with hole. It'll be hard. Journalists are pouncing at their chance for an interview with Cobains girl."

If only he knew. "Yeah, will do."

He gave me a flyer, then went back to his office. My eyes glanced over the green sheet of paper. The concert was at 11, giving Dave and I plenty of time. I smiled to myself, folding the flyer and stuffing it in my purse.

Dave's P.O.V
The key Julia gave me works to my advantage. I can stop by whenever I want, surprise her whenever.

I heard the door knob twist open, then Julia's stilletos clicking against the floor. "Dave." She cooed, falling into my lap. I giggled. "I loved the roses. Thank you." She smiled, kissing me. "So, what's my surprise?" I pointed to the coffee table in front of us. She gasped.

"Dave!" She exclaimed, holding up a joint. I grinned. "You're crazy." She sighed, shaking her head. "Let loose." I lit the joints for us. We chatted about the most irrelevant topics as we got high.

"I should get a dog one day." She said, playing with my hair. "That'd be nice."
"I love you, david." She kissed me deeply. I put my hands on her warm cheeks, deepening the kiss.

We were both giggling as we took off each others clothes. "You're so handsome." She said, running her hands up and down my bare chest. "You're really hot." I said in return. She giggled and climbed on my lap.

My cheeks flashed bright red as she kissed down my neck. "I'm gonna make your scream." I muttered against her neck, trailing kisses down her torso. She gasped and pulled at my hair.

I started working my tongue deep in between her thighs. I could hear her unsteady breathing as I pleasured her.

We went on for hours, and eventually collapsed as a sweaty tangle of limbs.

"Dave, I've gotta start getting ready for hole. Wanna come?" She said, her high completely worn away. I nodded. A soft kiss was planted on my lips before she went into her room.

She changed into some jeans, a baggy cardigan, and a Queen tee. The look was reminiscent of Kurt. "You look like Cobain." I said, laughing. She looked in the mirror. "I do, dont I?" She grinned widely.

She gathered her tape recorder and notepad, then we took off together.

I'm pretty sure Kurt will be there. Courtney and him are official.

"You know what's funny? My boss thought it would be impossible for an interview with Courtney." Dave laughed loudly as we parked. We walked into the club, holding each others hands.

As soon as I stepped inside, Kristen rushed over to me. "Julia, thank god your here. Courtneys sick. Do you think you could cheer her up? She yells at us whenever we try to go in the bathroom."

Dave nodded at me, signaling that I should go. I followed Kristen back to the dressing room. "Thank you jules." She smiled, squeezing my shoulder slightly. I took a deep breath, then knocked lightly on the door. "Court? Its me, jules." Dead silence. I then heard a loud sigh. "Come in."

Her hair was messed up, her classic red lipstick smeared to her chin. I stepped into the small bathroom. "Julia, I'm pregnant. I have been. 4 months." My eyes widened. "Its Kurts, right?" She laughed loudly, then nodded. "Oh my god."

Kurt and Courtney. Parents. "Well, my boss sent me here for an interview." She snorted. "Ok, fire away." We remained in the tiny bathroom. Courtney chatted for a long, long time.

"Ok, I've got it all I think." I had more than enough content. Courtney is one chatterbox, that's for sure.

Eric rushed in.

"Kurts passed out in the bathroom."