Aspiring Guitarist Y/N Y/L/N is met with the Exodus Guitar player Kirk Hammett after being dragged by her friends to go see them play.
An exchange of words leads to Y/N and Kirk forming a strong bond.
When Kirk goes to audition for the Bay City Band...
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KIRK'S CAR
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The music on the radio fades out as Kirk adjusts the volume dial
KIRK - "Okay so are you sure you've got everything?"
Y/N - "Yeah, Pretty sure"
He handed me an old beaten up rucksack with poorly sewn on patches, my belongings inside.
We began walking up the stairs of my apartment building until we reached my doorstep, Us both panting
Y/N - "So uh..Will I see you at the rehearsal?"
KIRK - "Yeah..."
He said slowly, walking towards me, his eyes never leaving mine
He stands in front of me, Looking down slightly, I glance at his lips for a millisecond then darting back up to meet his eyes, We stayed like this for what felt like an eternity before Kirk reached into his back pocket pulling out a skull ring, He never drew his eyes away from mine
He took my hand and placed it onto my ring finger
KIRK - "I thought you might like this" he chucked softly, still staring into my Y/E/C eyes
Y/N - "Thanks, Kirk" I stood there, smiling like a child on Christmas, still admiring him entirely
He gives me a soft smile before finally detaching his dark brown eyes from mine and walking out of the apartment, Giving me one last look before shutting the door.
BAND PRACTICE
LARS - "Where the hell are they two?! Our first official band practice and they don't even bother to show up!?"
CLIFF - "Calm down Lars. They'll be here."
JAMES - "That's if they aren't making out in the back seat of his car" he says snidely, widening his eyes slightly annoyed, looking at the ceiling
Lars sniggers under his breath
CLIFF - "You really think they two are..."
LARS - "It's so obvious Cliff, Are you fucking blind?"
CLIFF - "I dunno, I think they're just...Friendly, man."
JAMES - "Does your definition of friendly mean gettin' down and dirty with each-other every night?"
Lars bursts out laughing, leaning over and clenching onto his drum-kit
CLIFF - "Knock it off, James" he says, Slightly laughing and proceeds to smile
The heavy door swings open and Kirk and I enter
Y/N - "Why is Lars bent-double?"
JAMES - "Don't worry about him, just get set up" he says, fighting the urge to laugh
Me and Kirk shoot each-other a confused stare before approaching the 2 Marshal Amps on the other side of the room.
(Sorry this chapter was rather short and delayed, Thank you very much for the support and kind words on the last chapters. You guys are amazing. Thanks again🤟🏼)
