i was made for loving you (Bruce Kulick X Eric Carr)

chapter 4

Bruce POV.    June 10th 1991

We walked into the rehearsal studio to find Paul and Bill discussing something about finishing our album called asylum.

"Hi guys! Whats up? Eric asked in a perky tone.

"We've decided to change our plans and finish the album we've been working on for the past few months." Paul replied.

"Cool. Will that require going somewhere else?" I asked.

"No. This is a rehearsal studio and a recording studio." Bill said.

"Oh. Well then, lets get to work!" Eric yelled happily.

"Damn. Did Freddie Mercury bump into you, or what? You're acting perky as ever." Gene said.

"Appearently. That guy is my fucking idol." Eric said.

"Well then, maybe we shiukd kick you out and put you in with queen. We can trade drummers for the day so we can see what Roger's like." Paul said with a chuckle.

"I doubt you would want that womanizer in kiss. He was ment for her royal majesty." Eric said in an English accent.

"Eric, are you okay? How many fingers am i holding up? I asked as i put 2 fingers up.

"Two." Eric replied.

"No! See your not okay!" Bruce said.

"Dude, you were holding up TWO fingers." Paul told me.

"I swore i put up 3." I said as i crossed my arms.

"Okay children. Let's not fight anymore." Bill said.

"Fine. We all said in unison.

Eric POV

I went up behind Paul and tapped him on the shoulder.

"Whats up?" He asked.

"Can i talk to you in the hallway? Its about Bruce and i know if i told Gene, he wouldn't keep it a secret." I said slightly embarresed.

"Sure." Paul said. We walked into the hallway.

"Whats going on?" He asked.

"Ummm...well...i kinda sorta have a thing for...uhhh... i like Bruce. Alot." I stuttered.

"Well, why dont you just tough it up and tell him?" Paul suggested.

"Well, beacuse im not sure if he likes me back. I doubt he's gay." I said as i scratched the back of my neck.

"Wait a minute, you're gay?" Paul whisper shouted.

"Yah. Im sure you hate me." I said as i looked down at the ground.

"No. I could never hate you. You're like my brother." Paul said in a soft tone.

"Thanks. I'll find a time to tell him." I said. I then walked out and went into the studio.

I could already tell that it was going to be a long day.