~Loverman~ James Hetfield x (Fem) Reader

What Happened?

Huh?

Why am I in James' bed...? What happened? All I remember was a bit of last night. I was at a bar, with James. Then I remember him bringing me to his home...

I look to my left, there was James. All cuddled up under a blanket. Naked.

I also.. wasn't dressed.

...

"JAMES" I wake James up. "Huh... What's wron- OH MY GOD" he sits up swiftly.

He was staring at me, shocked. "D-Do you think we?" James starts to speak, "Yeah..." I tell him.

Neither of us could believe we accidentally hooked up with each other. We were both severely hung over. We both got heavy drunk last night.

James flops onto his back covering his face, "I have a girlfriend dude..."

"And I have a boyfriend. What the hell do we do?" I ask him. "I don't know. Pretend it never happened?" he uncovers his face.

I wanted to make a joke to lessen the awkwardness, "Let's hope both of us were good." Not funny. At all. Why did I say that?

"God damnit. How did this even happen??" he sighs. "We were both severely drunk, I feel not good."

"I'm gonna... get dressed." I get up covering myself. I find my scattered clothes, but I couldn't find my shirt.

James had a sweater, sitting there begging for me to take it. I put my sweatpants on and the sweater. James was watching my every move, didn't seem to care I just stole his sweater.

"Should I make breakfast? Or should I just leave..." I open the door to James bedroom. "Uh... I'm really stressed right now so maybe go."

"Little problem... I don't have my car" I said. "God damnit. I hope we got a taxi back here last night at least" James sighs and gets up. He had a blanket wrapped around his waist.

I'm still shocked. I hooked up with my best friend. I don't even feel attracted to him. He has a girlfriend. I have a boyfriend... whom probably cheats on me.

My boyfriend isn't ever home. He's always at a bar, which he claims, he's probably at strip clubs. Whenever I call him, he has girls around him laughing. Whenever he's home, he's drunk.

He doesn't care for me. I don't care for him. It's bad, really bad. But I'm too scared to leave him. Don't know what reaction he would have.

James finished getting dressed so I follow him to his car.

"This is going to be a very silent drive." James tells me as he starts the car, I nod. Pretty sure that was all that was gonna be said this entire ride.

"I think I'm gonna break up with my boyfriend" I try to make this less awkward. "Probably a good thing. That guys an asshole. Can't see what you see in him." James went silent after.

The entire drive was silent with an occasional glance at each other.

James' phone rings.

"Hey James! Where are you? I just got home from my friends house" his girlfriend says.

"I'm going to Kirks. We're gonna practice." He just lied to her.

"Okay! See you in a bit!"

"Bye." he hangs up. I felt bad for her.

"Thanks." I get out of the car, we had arrived at my house. "Bye. See you later." he waves at me.

I watch his car drive off and head into my living room. "Where the hell were you all night?" my boyfriend walked into the room.