IF ONLY .... (COMPLETED)

Chapter five

Regular p.o.v

"Your crazy Slash is way cooler then Axl" Milly protested taking a sip from the bottle, after we got here I somehow convinced her to ditch the wine for booze.
"No your crazy everyone knows Slash copied Axl!" I shot back standing up to my feet, we were arguing about Guns n Roses I think Axl is better but she swears by Slash.
"Whatever barf boy think what you want I can't help my fascination with men who play guitar."
She finally gave up on the argument and retreated back to the couch bottle in hand. I sat there in deep thought not knowing if I should tell her about my lifestyle. To say the least it surprised me that she didn't already know "I'm guessing that's why you love Slash so much huh?" I teased following her to sit down.

It was nearing 3 am and neither one of us were tired, after a bottle of JD and a few beers I was enjoying the buzz. Milly on the other hand was the epitome of adorable drunk girl, in the beginning she got really excited and jumped around for an hour. Now she's calm and we're sitting discussing our favorite bands and musicians "what's on your mind?" I said giving her a nudge.

She smiled sadly "nothing I'm just missing my dad after all it is Christmas" I knew how she felt, whenever I'm away on tour I can't help but to miss the people I love.
"Hey it's gets better and besides your not completely alone, I think Val likes you she hasn't shut up about your hair." She laughed again sounding like the sweetest thing in the world and I couldn't help but smile.
"Thanks" she leaned into me resting her head on my chest, I waved my hand around like an idiot not knowing if it was okay to touch her.
"Hold me" she whispered, it shocked me at first but I wrapped my arm around her torso and laid back into the couch.
She reached for my hand interlocking our fingers and it felt like someone ignited a fire in the pit of my stomach. It's been a long time since I've gotten butterflies, hell I'm a 35 year old rockstar and I've tried every drug there is. But this was better than any high I've ever felt, this was something I sworn off for a long time... hope.

The few moments she spent in my arms turned into hours, Milly snored softly occasionally stirring in her sleep. I laid back on her sectional couch with one arm under her,and one behind my head. I exhaled breathing away the worries of the day because tonight was damn near perfect. Even though I knew little to nothing about her I couldn't help but to be so fascinated. Like when she pulls her long curly hair into a perfect bun effortlessly every time, or the way her eyes light up when she watches men in tights.

My phone buzzed on top of the wooden table she had in the center, I furrowed my eyebrows together confused "who could this be?"

Hey bro we missed you last night at the party, Val was worried sick about you and we all missed you. But merry Christmas you bastard... wherever you are.

It was Matt he sent pictures of the festivities from the previous night that I "missed out on." Sure I wanted to spend time with my family but it's not everyday you meet a girl like Milany.