It was almost 5 AM and I was ready to crash. Ever since Axl had answered the door he hadn't really talked to anyone. In fact, he sat on the same couch for at least an hour then he got up and went upstairs, he hasn't come back down since. What the hell was wrong with him?
The guys were wasted and Izzy had just shot up again. "Guys I'm sorry but I'm so tired and I have alot of business runs to make tomorrow, where can I sleep?," I asked talking over the guys' conversation.
"You can sleep with me Alex." Steven was giving me this weird little face that looked way to natural. "Oooo tough one but I'm gonna have to pass you up on that, next time though?", I responded to him with the same smile or at least I tried, and then I looked over to Saul who was scowling in the corner. "Score!"
"Come on Alex, I'll show you where to sleep," Saul said as he came and squatted down in front of me. "Um what are you doing?" "What does it look like? Get on my back. I'm taking you to your room," he turned around and smiled at me.
"Saul no, I'm not- ", that's when he picked me up and threw me over his shoulder. I squealed and kicked my feet. " Don't make this difficult I always win at this Alex."
He carried me all the way up the stairs and to the room at the end of the hall. I muffled my head into the crook of his neck and his smell was intoxicating, a mixture of a spice calogne, alcohol, and the freshness. "Okay so this is your bed for the night, and I'll be over there on the floor if you need me". This snapped me out of my day dream, he wasn't sleeping on the floor.
"Saul, you can sleep on the bed too. It wouldn't be the first time. Your bed was my bed for like 3 years too, remember? Come on dude, get up here ", I saw a smile creep up on his face as he turned the lights off and followed it with a dive into the bed. I could still see him with the light shining through the window from the street lamp.
He swiftly pulled his shirt off his body with his left hand. why was it so attractive when guys did that??? I turned around to lay on my side only to see he was now facing me too. I pulled the blanket at the foot of the bed over us and got comfy.
"You know Alex, even after all these years...you are still the most adorable thing ever when you're wrapped up like a blanket burrito." We both began to laugh at his burrito theory.
"So Slash, huh? I can't believe it actually stuck." "Well after I moved out here and got into the music business it just sorta stuck," he responded with a light shrug of his shoulders. "Mhmmmm".
"I thought you said you were tired?" I was but laying here next to him and talking some how made me want to be awake forever.
"Um I am. Good night slash," I whispered as I turned away from him and towards the window.
"Hey Alex?"
"Yeah?"
"I really missed you." I didn't respond, just simply smiled because I could have said the same thing. I felt happy inside knowing the feeling was mutual.~~~~
I had no dreams that night but when I woke I felt as if I was in one, his arms were around me and I was warm, not temperature wise, but in my soul, like for once in my life I belonged somewhere, even if it was in this rock stars arms. Something I had never felt before...
AN: sorry this chapter was so short and boring. it's leading up to something I promise (: leave a vote and feedback? :D and a shout out to @YoureARayCatQueen and @TaintedMisery for all their support <3 and @PewDiePie_Eminem_GnR because we are throwing a pewdiepie party.
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RandomAlex and Saul Hudson were child hood best friends but what happens when she moves and runs into him again years later?