Lars Ulrich x Y/n~~~~~~ My dummer❤️

🤘(Fourty Three)🤘

(James is so goofy)

We grabbed my bass out of the bus and walked to the stadium. "I need to tune it." I said pulling it out and setting it against the wall.

"Before we practice we need to get ready. If you want you can have Cliff's room or share it with mister loverman over here." James elbowing Lars. Lars rolled his eyes.

"I'll just take Cliff's so it won't take as long." I said walking out. I heard Lars giggle as I walked out. He knew what I meant.

My bag was against the wall in between Cliff's room and Lars's room. I grabbed it and walked in. Before getting in the shower I laid out my outfit.

"Lotsa people talkin', Few of them know, The soul of a woman was created below!" I sang as I stepped into the shower. The hot water hit my skin sending chills up my spine.

"You hurt and abuse, Tellin' all of your lies, Run 'round, sweet baby, lord, how they hypnotize!" I said as I massaged the shampoo in my hair. "Sweet little baby, I don't know where you been. Gonna love you, baby, here I come again." I sang.

There was a small noise but I ignored it. "Some people say my love cannot be true! Brnow!" I said suddenly switching the song and making the guitar noises. I heard shuffling as I rinsed it out. Suddenly hands slipped onto my waist.

I turned around scared just to see Lars. "Holy shit babe! You're lucky I didn't punch you!" I exclaimed, putting my hand over my face. "I heard you singing. Your voice is so beautiful." He said caressing my cheek.

I rolled my eyes and grabbed the shampoo behind him. "Turn around." I said, squirting some in my hand. He did as I asked. I massaged the shampoo into his hair. "Why are you doing this for me?" He asked.

"You're the one who joined my shower!" I said before rinsing it out. After it was out he pulled me closer and kissed me. "Lars, we have to hurry!" I said turning off the water.

He sighed and got out, handing me a towel before wrapping one around him. I grabbed his hand and led him to the door. "Bye love!" He said before  I shut the door. I heard his door shut as I walked to my clothes. This time I just hummed Dancing Queen, as I got dressed.

Creeping Death popped in my brain as I did my makeup.

Makeup by me

"Die! Die! Die! Die!" I sang to myself as I tied up my shoes. I got up and looked at myself in the mirror. I'm gonna be great, I said to myself before walking to the door.

When I walked Kirk was standing outside of his door with a beer. "Where'd you get that? I'd kill for one right now." I asked Kirk. "There in the practice room but we don't have Heineken. Lars is gonna be pissed." Kirk said, chuckling. "At this point I don't care." I said walking off to find the beer.

I walked in the practice room where James sat at Lars's drums with a beer in one hand and a drum stick in the other. "What are you doing?" I said as I walked to the fridge.

"Well last night while you and Lars were fucking, I thought of a not have bad beat for a song." He said throwing his beer on the floor. "Well sorry I stole your drummer." I said, cracking my beer open and walking to my bass.

"Wait no I didn't mean it like that!" James said, looking up at me with panicked eyes. "I'm busting your balls!" I said, chuckling as I sat on the ground with the bass in my hands.

James chuckled before getting up and moving towards his guitar as steps approached the room. I plucked the string with my finger before tuning it to its right tone.

Lars stumbled into the room, beer in his hand. Kirk was running after him. As Kirk made the sharp turn making him and Lars collided, spilling the beer on my head and clothes. "AAH!" I yelled standing up chucking my bass to the side.

They both looked up with smiles before seeing my face. I grunted and walked out. I slammed the dressing room door and locked it. I grabbed a towel and dried off my hair and face.

Someone knocked on the door trying to open it. "Y/n! We're sorry! Don't be mad!" Lars yelled from behind the door. "I'm not mad! I was just shocked! I have to find new clothes!" I yelled back hoping to shoo him off for a moment.

I love him but right now I just want to get dressed in peace. He said something I didn't hear before walking off. I dug through my bag finding a new outfit.

After finding it and putting it on I looked in the mirror. My hair was soaked and my makeup ran down my face. I grabbed my makeup bag and did simple mascara, waterline eyeliner, and glossy wine lips. I grabbed my blow dryer and dried my hair.

As I looked in the mirror. I saw everything I hate about myself. I walked out and to the practice room. "Alright." I said picking up my bass and beer. Everyone sighed looking at me. I plucked another string and listened to it. I tune all of my strings that way before standing up.

"Ok set list is. Whiplash, Seek and Destroy, Fight Fire with Fire, Creeping Death, Hit the Lights, For Whom the Bell Tolls, and you get to pick a song for you to solo in between Fight Fire with Fire and Creeping Death." James siad reading out the list. "Wait what!" I almost yelled.

"Well most bands when they have a sub give them a solo so we thought we would too." James said, setting the paper down. "None of you told me that!" I said running my hands through my hair.

Lars walked up to me trying to comfort me. "Calm down. You'll be fine, it'll be a song you know." He said, kissing my head. I took my hands out of my hair and looked in his eyes. His angel eyes were hypnotizing. His words and eyes calmed me.

"Fine. I assume you guys know how to play NIB, but I want to sing it." I said plucking some of the notes. They all smiled at me and played along. "Hell yeah!" James said as I played faster. "Oh yeah!" I sang.

I stopped playing and took a drink of my beer. "Alright, let's run through the set." Kirk said before starting Whiplash. We stopped at Creeping Death to take a break.

"Hey Y/n! Will you do the backup vocals for Creeping Death. Cliff normally does. All you have to do is yell 'die' into the mic." James said as I grabbed another beer out of the fridge.

"Hell yeah!" I said high fiving him. We finished running through the set and just chilled in the practice room.