Lars Ulrich x Y/n~~~~~~ My dummer❤️

🤘(Fourteen)🤘

A/n- why just wanted to say before the chapter starts that I've been a struggling with my mental health and school and I keep not know how to word or get to were I want this story to go so sorry for not updating. I'm starting to put some time of my day dedicated to writing and guitar and my choir solo so it's been stressful and I'm trying to get more chapters published soon.❤️

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He grabbed my jaw and kissed me. Not make out. A slow soft meaningful kiss.

"Hey Lars can you-!" Kirk said, walking in. Me and Lars pulled apart looking at Kirk. "What the fock Kork!" Lars said standing up and walking out of the door past Kirk.

I sat there red waiting for Kirk to say something. "Uuuuum. Sorry but now since Lars walked off can you help me with this spray for my hair it won't come out." Kirk said, walking up to me handing me a bottle.

Shook the bottle. There wasn't much in it. I sprayed it in the air and nothing came out. I took the nozzle off and put it back on then sprayed it. This time it came out. I handed it back to him.

"It's fixed for now but go buy a new one for tomorrow." I said standing up and walking out.

"Hey are you ready?" Cliff came in. "Yeah, have you seen Lars? He stormed out because of Kirk." I said looking past him. "He's in the van. He sent me to get you." Cliff said, dragging me to the car.

As we got into the car 'Children of the Grave' by Black Sabbath was playing. "Hey guys!" I said getting in. I sat next to Lars. James and Cliff next to us.

"Where's Kirk?" James asked. "He's coming." I said, rolling my eyes. Kirk got in and we headed to the party.

After we had all gotten out we walked in. The pungent smell of alcohol and weed hit my nose when I walked in. The boys walked on both sides of me.

They led me straight to the back with all the alcohol. I poured myself a red solo cup of Jager and took a drink.

"Starting off strong?" asked Kirk. "No." I said, taking another drink as they got their beers.