chapter 5

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Steven's pov:

I open my eyes. I see Axl sitting next to me.
"That was close Stevie." He says.
I feel tears in my eyes.
"What h-happend? H-how long was I gone?" I ask.
"Almost a whole day." Axl says as he gets up.
"I'm gonna look for a doctor and tell the guys you're awake." He says.

He walks out of the room. A minute or so later a nurse walks in.
"How are you feeling Mr. Adler?" she asks.
"I guess good." I say. She nods and checks all the tubes.

Axl walks back in the room. The nurse leaves.
"Did you stay with me this whole time?" I ask him.
He nods.

One day later I can go home. The guys went further with recording the new album. Well, the two new albums.
I'll go on with recording my part

~one week later~

Cara's pov:

"Are you ready to go?" Izzy asks.
I nod and walk torwards him. I put my hand on his chest. We just look into each others eyes. He leans in and kisses me.

We get out of his car and walk into the restaurant.
Izzy made a reservation.

We sit down at our table and start talking.
"Do you like being a stripper?" Izzy asks.
"Uhm.. I guess. It gets payed very well." I say.
"Don't you rather have a 'normal' job?" He says.

I shrug. "Not really. I don't need a degree for this, I have some good friends there." I say. The waiter brings us some drinks and we order food.

We just talk about ourselfs and our lifes. We eat the food and just have a good time.

After Izzy payed we walk outside. He insisted he should pay. We get in his car.

He stops at a park.
"Let's go for a walk." he says.
The sky is clear and you can see all the stars.

Izzy puts his arm around me. The moon shines bright. We Just talk and laugh.
"You look really pretty." Izzy says. I feel my face turning red.

Izzy gets a flower from behind his back.
"Since when are you this romantic, Mr. Stradlin?" I ask when he hands me the flower.
"Since 1962." He responds and smiles.
I feel my face getting red again.

I really like Izzy. But in a different way then I did with Steven. I liked Steven but we never did something romantic like Izzy and I do.

I take Izzy's hand and we walk back to his car.
"Where do you wanna go? Your house or my house?" He asks with a smile on his face.

~One week later~

Steven's pov:

I have a bit problems with recording my part. I didn't stop with heroïn after my overdose. I didn't use it immediately after I got out of the hospital. I found a small appartment. I live at my own now.

I walk into the studio. I have the feeling the guys have a secret I don't know about.

I walk in the recording room and start playing. It sounds terrible.
"Just try it again, Steve." the producer says.
They tell me that almost every time I play.

I start again. It sounds better this time. It's a pretty long song. Especially now I havent used heroïn today.

I finish the song. It sounds pretty good in one take.
"Maybe we can all play the song to hear how it sounds all together?" I say when I walk out of the room.
"Oh, that isn't necessary." Duff says.
I think it's weird. Most of the time we listen to the song one last time to hear the end result.

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