Live and let die without you (Guns N Roses x Motley Crue Fanfic)

Chapter 8

I woke up to Saul drooling on my neck. His body nearly on top of me, holding me like a pillow. I had to push his hair from out of my face.

"What the fuck dude he's like a dog!" Jokes Axl holding his stomach.

"Dog?" Croaks Steven, lifting up his head while rubbing his tired eyes. Oblivious to what was going on.

"Get him off of her!" Laughs Duff, walking over to me in attempts to push him off.

"Slobber is all over her!" Points Izzy, also holding his stomach as he snickers.

"Help me." I whine in between laughs, pulling my head back to get as far from the sliminess as possible.

"Five more minutes." Slash Groans, squeezing me tighter. It was getting hard to breathe but I still managed to chuckle.

"Does he not smell?" Smiles Duff.

"What, you mean besides the alcohol and cigarettes?" I joke, causing everyone to laugh along except Saul of course.

"Ha ha very funny." He speaks, sounding muffled as his face was still at my neck.

His lips were sorta puckered and I could feel his light breathing. His hair laid perfectly like a cloud making me comfortable.

"Hmm maybe she doesn't want him off her." Jokes Axl with dead eyes. I couldn't help but give him a sympathetic smile to which he shrugged off.

"Of course not." Says Slash, voice still muffled.

I decided just to give in and let myself relax as I stroked his hair. Feeling as though it was getting softer with each touch.

"I think perhaps you would make a good wife." He says, making his voice audible as he rests his head on my shoulder.

"How?"

"Well, you cook. You clean. You are smokin hot. And you are so comfortable that I could just lay here all day." He cooed.

"Well just because you can doesn't mean you should." I joke. In attempts he'll take the hint to get off of me. Which he didn't.

"Don't date Vince." He says.

"Saul, you don't like any guy I'm around." I answer annoyed.

"Why would I like you with anyone except for me." He whispers, the smell alcohol escapes from his lips. He must be hungover.

"Do you want me to give you a bath?" I asked jokingly to which he nods his head.

"Yes please."

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"Why can't you ride with us?" Complains Tommy as he hugs me close to him, not letting me go.

"I've spent most of the time with you guys when I initially came here for Guns." I chuckle.

"But when you're with us, you are always with Nikki. And besides, they got you last night and this morning." He Groans, still not letting me go.

"You have me tonight okay? I'll even bunk with you." I smile, to which he pulls away and nods happily.

"Now, I'm going on the bus okay?" I say, waving my hand as I carry my luggage to the Guns bus. I look back to see him fake wiping away tears and making such an ugly cry face that I couldn't help but laugh.  I'm not going off to war here.

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"Any room for me?" I ask, standing in front of Duff and Izzy to which they both smile. Duff gets up so I can sit between them.