Classic Rock Imagines

Axl Rose; The VMAs 🌹🌼

Requested by ~ randomledhead (Harriet)

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~ Harriet's POV ~

"I just wish that you'd spend more time with me!" Axl shouted from the other side of the couch.

We were both standing on either side, standing up and yelling back and forth at each other.

"I can't do everything with you," I said lowly. "Sometimes I need my alone time."

"So now you don't like being around me?" He asked, holding his arms out in question.

"Of course I do, it's just that-," I tried to explain before he cut me off.

"I don't understand you!" He responded. "All I want is to spend some time with my girlfriend, and all she wants to do is be anywhere I'm not." His voice sounded somber and I felt my heart melt in response to his words.

It's true, I haven't exactly been making a point of spending time with him lately. I didn't think it was bothering him that much; he'd always be off hanging with the rest of the band, out drinking with Slash, Steven, Izzy, Duff, or whoever else was around them. I found out quickly after dating him for a few weeks that I was going to need to find a way to spend time away from him. So I made new friends and I'd been hanging out with them a lot. But maybe it had gone a bit too far.

"All I'm asking is that you go to the award show with me," he pleaded, finally calming down now. "It's a really big day for me, I need you there with me."

The MTV Video Music awards? That's what this was all about?

"I told you I can't go," I said, crossing my arms. "You know I'd love to be there with you, I just can't when I already agreed to be somewhere else."

"I'm nominated for an award, from MTV, and you'd rather go to the bar and drink with your friends?" He questioned sincerely.

"It's not what I'd rather do, but I can't bail on my friends because I got a better offer," I said, now looking into his eyes desperately in hopes that he could understand I was only speaking the truth.

"This is just...I can't even believe you," Axl said, but not raising his voice again. I always knew when he was especially mad at me when his voice was quiet and his tone was sad, disappointed with me.

"I'm sorry, you'd do the same thing if it was with your friends," I said in response.

"No, no Harriet, I wouldn't," he said, moving closer to me. He put his hands onto my upper arms and looked sadly into my eyes. "For you, I would drop everything in the world and it hurts me that you wouldn't do the same for me."

"Axl, I-," I started but he cut me off again.

"If you don't want to be with me all the way, then I can't do this," he said, apologetically looking into my eyes as his words felt like a knife to my heart.

I stood there motionless, wondering what I could say to stop him from walking through my door and disappearing forever. I didn't know if it would be better to lose my friends for spending time with him, or to lose him for spending time with my friends. Before I could even process my thoughts, he was already grabbing his jacket and stepping toward the door.

"Goodbye, Harriet," Axl said, turning back to take one last look at me before heading out the door.

I didn't even know how to think in this moment. The only man I had ever loved just cut things off so quickly I couldn't even keep up. Just an hour ago, we were laying on the couch and watching a movie. Now we were broken up. I couldn't understand the sudden change, it was like my mind refused to process the thoughts.