In which the famous model Irene Hammett gets the chance to meet famous hard rock band Guns N' Roses with her group of friends and accidentally (but not really) falls in love with the mysterious, talented and quiet Izzy Stradlin.
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CASTLE DONINGTON, ENGLAND 21st of August, 1987
James was laying in bed, excitedly talking about the show at the Monsters of Rock festival he and the boys are going to play tomorrow while I bop my head along to Guns n' Roses debut album Appetite for Destruction that was playing in the background. I could tell that James was excited for tomorrow and from what I had seen at rehearsal today they are going to kill it.
He went on and on today about how tight they have to sound tomorrow and how they can't disappoint the fans. He was giving everyone a harder time than he usually does, especially poor Jason.
Kirk, on the other hand was nervous as hell, I don't know why though, because he always kicks ass whenever he picks up that guitar of his. He always has, ever since we were little. Momma is so proud of him, and all the posters of Metallica littered around her house is proof.
Kirk is embarrassed that she has so many posters of him around the house and often asks her to take some of them down, to which she of course refuses because according to her "that is my baby boy, and I'm so proud of him". Thanks mom, I really feel the love.
Lars the blabber mouth he is could not stop going on and on about how awesome this weekend is going to be, while Jason just kept to himself and talked when being talked to. I often had a chat with him, because I've grown fond of him these past months he has been with Metallica.
Jason did not deserve all the childish hazing that the guys have been putting him through in these couple of months since Cliff's passing, the poor boy is just a fan, grieving the loss of a loved one just as they are.
I have spoken about the matter with James and Kirk many times, and I have noticed that Kirk has started to grow affections for Jason and hasn't been giving him such a hard time recently. James on the other hand is a completely different story.
"Irene, are you listening to me?" I am brought back to reality by James, who is looking at me with those beautiful blue eyes of his and a slight smile on his face.
"Yes my love, I am" I tell him, caressing his beautiful face so gently as he leans in slightly, closing his eyes. I smile and lean in, closing the space between us, grazing my lips with his soft ones. James pulls away with his eyes still closed and sighs, smiling softly.
"What are you thinking about?" I ask, and he hums happily before answering. "Just you" and kisses me once again. This kiss taking longer than the first one and becoming deeper by the second. Next thing I know I'm sitting in his lap with my arms around his neck while his hands are by my hips, closer to my butt.
He's breathing heavily now as I start massaging his shoulders and start bringing my hands to his strong chest.
I pull away before things get to intense and remind him that he still has band stuff to talk about with Lars and the boys and he groans, hugging me tight.
"I wish I could spend all day with you in bed and do nothing else." He lifts me up and puts me sitting on the bed beside him as he gets up and stretches. "Alright then, I'm going now" He says as he walks to the door opening it and walking out. Just as he was about to close the door he sticks his head inside and waves goodbye at me with the sweetest smile.
☾ ⋆*･ﾟ:⋆*･ﾟ:⠀ *⋆.*:･ﾟ .: ⋆*･ﾟ: .⋆
Now that James is gone I pick up the phone and call my manager as I had promised her that I would yesterday, but I got a little too busy with a certain blonde singer. We talk about the usual, how I've been booked for a photo shoot two days from now and what time I should be there, who the photographer is, stuff like that. I told her last time we talked that I did not want to miss Metallica's performance at the festival and she got everything to fit my schedule and wishes.
Joana is a blessing in my life, she is the kindest person and the most patient manager I've ever had. I thank her everyday for making sure I'll be present during Metallica's set tomorrow. She keeps telling me to quit thanking her but I can never let her forget how much of a nice person she is. She's flying over here tomorrow with my best friends after I told her I wished they were here with me. They're coming in early tomorrow with a few hours to spare until the boys get on stage.
One thing that I have noticed is that a certain someone *cough kirk cough* has been eyeing Joana quite a bit recently. Guess I gotta ask him about that.
Sarah, Rosie, Wendy and Joana are coming and I'm so excited for our time together. Going shopping and eating good food and having a cup of wine or two won't hurt much either.
After a long time talking to Joana on the phone we hang up deciding the time i should be at my photoshoot and how long it would approximately take until I would be done there. She informs me that I am free for one week before I have another photoshoot and then I will be walking the runway for some new clothing brand.
I realise that I've just been watching TV the whole time after the phone call when James enters our hotel room looking as tired as ever, the poor thing. We share a kiss as he walks past me to clean up at the bathroom. When he is done he walks out smelling fresh once again and walks back to me, plopping on top of little fragile me. He is damn heavy this man. And hot, but mainly heavy.
"Ugh, get off of me. You're heavier than you look did you know that? Fatty" I push him of me and he rolls down my legs into the floor with a thud. Looking up at me he winces, rolling his eyes at me as he gets up.
"I'm not heavy, you're just weak. Look at your chicken arms" He points to my arms and shakes it slightly after bringing it as far as he possibly could so that I could see how my arms were indeed "chicken arms". He then bites just above my elbow and I yelp, ripping my arm from his big hands and rubbing the slightly wet spot. Looking at him with a shocked face i slap his arm and flip him off.
"Why would you do that you crazy man?" He just shrugs "I just felt like doing it" He says, and then walks to bed, gets under the covers and after some seconds I hear a very weak "goodnight" coming from him and then all I hear is snoring. I get up and got to the bathroom, freshen up and get dressed for bed and walk over to the big bed, getting inside the covers just like him and falling asleep after I give him a kiss goodnight on the forehead.
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Hiii, here it is! The first chapter of this mess lol Sorry it took me so long to finally post it but I intend to keep my promise to post more this new year! Hope everyone had a great start to this new decade and spent their day with loved and close ones! I had to make James Irene's boyfriend because I mean cmon James is a cutie and I love him. Anyways, hope you enjoy this chapter. -isabela.
