It was always you

Chapter 7

-Grohl March 2019-

I smiled at the memory. We had just been kids, not really knowing what we were doing. But those first trembling moments, oh how I wish I could go back in time and just relive it all. After that moment we had started to sneak around. I never really knew what we were, but one thing was for sure, we couldn't keep our hands off each other when we were alone. Taylor still flirted with all the pretty girls that came his way. And every time I saw him leave with a girl a deep sting of jealousy hit my guts. Sometimes I would take a girl up to my room after a show, but it never felt right. Deep down I knew why but I wasn't ready to admit it just yet....

-1998-

It was late afternoon in the festival grounds. The sound check was finished and we weren't playing until 6.30 pm. I wanted to make the set list for tonight and have a cup of coffee on my own. I really needed the alone time to think. Last night Taylor had disappeared with another pretty brunette. I hated it when he did that. The jealousy was eating me up and I could picture everything they did together when they were alone in his room. And I always ended up drinking my feelings away. Sometimes I felt like this thing between us was just a joke to him. And today that made me angry.

I was sitting, staring at the empty paper trying to decide on the set list but nothing felt right. I took a deep breath and a sip of my coffee. As I looked out of the window I could see Taylor walking towards the tourbus. I sighed. I didn't want to be alone with him. I didn't want to face him when I was still annoyed with him for taking a girl back to his room. But the door opened and Taylor came inside. He smiled when he saw me. I didn't smile back. I focused on the blank paper in front of me.

Taylor closed the door and looked around to check if we were alone. When he realised we were he came over to me and started to massage my shoulders.

"Hey babe" he said in a low voice, purring in my ear.

His touch made me go dizzy and his voice turned me on instantly. But I was still pissed at him. Who did he think he was? Strolling in here, playing with my feelings. I turned away from his touch, still staring down at the blank paper in front of me. I couldn't face him. I knew I would fall for his ways to seduce me instantly if I did. I felt Taylor take a step back.

"What's wrong...?" he asked

"Nothing. I just need to finish the set list for tonight. That's all."

I felt Taylor look over my shoulder and down at the blank paper in front of me. I knew he was frowning when he said "Dave... That's just a blank piece of paper..."

I turned around and could feel the fury burning inside me "Yes! That's why I need to fucking work on it alright!" I yelled at him.

Taylor took a step back, a shocked expression on his face. I'd never yelled at him before. I'd never been mad at him before. And I knew my eyes were black with anger.

"Jesus Dave." he said shocked "Is this really about the set list man?"

Just looking at him made my heart soften, and the anger fled away just as fast as it had bubbled up. He looked at me, and I looked at him, not knowing what to say.

"What's really going on babe?"

And that word, Babe. How could he call me that? It made me snap again.

"Is this a joke to you Taylor?" I asked with a stiff voice. I could feel tears burning behind my eyelids.

"What are you talking about? The gig? The set list? The tour?"

"No fuckhead! This!" I waved my hand between us "You and me! Is this a joke to you?"

I watched Taylor open his mouth and then silently close it again. I just stared at him. I knew my eyes were still black and I fought as hard as I could to stop the tears from falling. One escaped my eye and I quickly dried it with the back off my hand, still keeping my eyes fixed on Taylor.