Storm was now four month along and Axl wanted to ask his sweet child a question. With the money the band was now making they had more than they knew what to do with. The first thing Axl did was move out of the hell house. He got a very nice three bedroom two bath appartment on the better side of Hollywood. He was now someboy, lead singer of a rock n roll band that says fastly becoming a fan favorite. The studii wa ted another album, followed by another tout that would only be Guns. No openers, no co- headliners, just them.
They were on a break from the appetite for girls tour, since the other headliners were all in rehab. So with this free time Axl wanted to get the ball rolling.
The rest of Guns n Roses also lived in the very expensive, very nice appartment complex. Axl felt like he couldnt get away from his band. He loved them all, but they followed him.
Saying it was nice for each of them to have there own apartments. There own space, but in the end lived in the same building so writing was as easy as if they still lived in that shitty little place together.
The arrangments went like this...
Slash and Michelle.
Duff and Steven.
Axl and Izzy and um- Yea Izzy was given the boot the week before. So now it was just
... Izzy.
The man got his own two bedroom appartment on the second floor.
Izzy ' decided ' to get his own after the news that Axl wanted Storm to move in. After all they were expecting a baby and even with the love of kids he had, Izzy did not want to hear a baby 24/7.
"So you going to ask her today?" Izzy asked laying on the leather couch. "Yea man." Axl muttered looking at the TV. "Whats wrong with him?" Slash asked from his chair. Michelle was sitting on the guitarist lap, eyes glued to MTV.
"Who knows. You alright there Rosie?" Sebastian asked from his place on the floor. Axl didnt answer with words, he just flipped the other singer off.
"I think hes afraid." Slash slurred. "I think we should all leave him alone. Hes streesed out- Okay guys?" Steven asked the group. "But whys he so pissy?" Izzy asked looking at his long time best friend.
"Debbie!" Axl finally snapped. "What the bitch do now?"
Izzy asked knowing the struggle of living across the hall from the woman. Axl sighed taking a drink of his JD. "Man what hasnt she done?" Axl snapped after swallowing. Sebastain whipped his head around to look at the pissed man."I'm sorry who?" Sebastian asked. This was his first time at the new place. "She a groupie or something?" He asked after not getting any answers.
"No- She lives in the room across the hall. She has loud annoying partys and just loves to brag that she lives in the same building as Guns n roses. She-."
"Wait. So your pissed about loud partying neighbors? Arn't you the rocker man?" The other singer asked with a smirk. "Hes just upset that hes never invited himself." Izzy said jokingly.
"I am always invited." Izzy went on with a look."Shut up! I mean- I have a life outside of singing on stage. I want to be clean for Storm and our baby. I want to be a good father, unlike the one I had. I want to give my kid and my sweet child everything."
"That hurt my heart a little bit with how sickeningly sweet that was." Duff muttered. "You know what- fuck you!" Axl snapped with a smile. Duff removed hid hands from his lovers waist and held them up. "Sorry." He muttered with wide eyes. "I'm in love, what can I say?" Axl said softer. Steven smiled. "I think it's great." Axl smirked. "Thanks popcorn." Slash rolled his eyes.
"Ello?" Lonny answered the phone later that day with confusion written all over his face. Dennis looked up from the deck of cards he was shuffling with worry. "Um-Yea mate. R-right here actually. Say how'd yet this numer?" The british man asked.
Storm sat confused much like Dennis "Who is it?" The bar owner asked. "Babe, who-." Lonny smirked at his lover and handed the phone over to the teenager.
"Hello?" She asked comletey unsure of who would answer. "Hey sweet child." She smiled hearing the voice of her boyfriend. "Axl!' Dennis went back to handing out the cards, now k iw who the stranger that called was- It was just Rosie.
"We're finished with everything. All the boring stuffs over with and with motley held up we- we have free time and I-I wanted to ask you something baby."
When the singer called asking for Storm, Rebel gave him the guys number, saying she went over to see them.
"What?" Both men looked up from the sound of her voice. Dennis didnt like how she went from happy to off.
"Would you like to move in with me? I got this nice place and I wanted-."
"YES!" Lonny jumped up with his hand covering his mouth in shock. The only question Storm could answer with that much excited was a proposal.
"What?" Dennis whispered at his lover. "Didnt ya hear love, shes becoming Storm Joy Rose. Mrs Rosie!" Storm blinked looming to her friends.
"N-no. Im just moving in with him. Not you Rosie, well yea you but- I was talking to Lonny."
"So basically the same thing!" The drummer snapped. "No its not- Is it?" Storm asked her boyfriend.
Dennis shook his head as Lonny pulled the phone away from her to talk wedding ideas.
"Its not- Storm, your just living in the same place. No I do or anything of that nature." Dennis said as his lover bugged the rock star.
"But you'll most liking have a wedding one day. With the kid on the way and the love you both have I dont see why you wouldnt." Dennis said seeing the look in her blue eyes.
She liked the sound of it. Being married to her Rosie.
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