False Starts || Dave Grohl

Chapter 63

"The guy has definitely come a long way." Jimmy nods in agreement, reminiscing on his younger years with the lead singer. "He's not that shy kid hiding behind a drum kit anymore."

As he flips his hair, I can't help but chuckle. "He still hides behind his hair a little though. Doubt that'll ever change."

"I think it's an ego thing at this point." Jimmy jokes, smirking down at me. "I mean, look at that smirk. The guy always says he has a stupid voice, but he's eating up that attention."

Placing my hand on my chin, I pretend to be lost in thought. "He's always had quiet though if you ask me."

"That's just because you were the one in the bedroom with him all the time." Jimmy states, causing me to choke on air. "He's never had an issue finding confidence in there."

Bringing my hand to my chest, I try to couch away the uncomfortable sensation in my throat, sighing in relief once it subsides. "Fuck you Swanson."

"Hey, don't think he'd be so happy if I did that Piece." The taller man smirks down at me, a playful look in his eyes as he does so. I quickly flip him off, shaking my head as the band makes their way off stage, smiles all around.

Immediately, the look on Taylor's face makes my heart drop, knowing good and well that he's going to try and hug me while sweaty. "I swear to god Hawkins, if you even think about doing what I think you're planning, I'll-"

"Too slow." Taylor chuckles, holding me in place as he nods to his bandmates to join. The four sweaty bodies against mine made me groan, doing everything in my power to push them away as I struggle in their grasp. "Stop fighting the love Ro. Just accept it."

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Present

"Okay," Amy breaks through the silence. The group had stuck to glaring at one another rather than speaking for the last hour, making the room feel small as a result. No one wanted to be there and honestly, at times it was hard to breathe. "One, I can't believe you sat here and lied to me about where you were that day! We were supposed to get our nails done!"

Putting my hands up in mock surrender, I roll my eyes, done with the Dave talk today. That phone call still haunts me and the lack of an update from Taylor had me worried. "Sorry, I had to fix my life."

"That's my second point, if you were going up there to fix things with Dave, then why the hell are things still complicated now? I mean, you say that the two of you were all for fixing everything, why is there no David Grohl sitting here with us today. I'd really like my autograph!" Amy whines at the end, an attempt to make me laugh.

Shaking my head at my friend, I can't help but let out a sigh. "You should know by now that Dave and I have too many problems to even attempt to fix overnight. It's like we fix one and another comes out of nowhere."

"Whose fault is that though?" Casey mumbles, shooting a glare my way. The trend so far is definitely more on my part, I know that, but Dave isn't innocent this time around.

"Casey I've fucked up, I've accepted that much, but not all of our problems were because of me. Yeah, Nirvana time was my fault, but the late nineties were an issue because Dave never voiced what he wanted. Do you guys remember all the times I disappeared for a few days at a time? That was to visit him." My hands come up to rub some of the sleep from my eyes as I let out a yawn. "You thought Liam was a bad situation? Remember Louise Post?"

Jack leans back further into the couch he's relaxed into, pursing his lips as he runs a hand through his block locks. "The girl he wrote Everlong about?"

"Yeah," Amy shrugs, "Everyone knows about Louise. He cheated on her with Winona Ryder, right? Or broke up with her to hook up with the actress?"

Frances and I share a laugh, shaking our heads at the news media. The younger girl at my side leans forward, grabbing her glass of wine to take a small sip. "People spread that rumor to make Louise believe that was why he broke up with her, but Dave got bored.

"There was also the fact that Louise kept trying to hook me and Taylor up." I scoff, "That didn't sit well with Mr. Control Freak."

Casey's eyebrows scrunch together in confusion. "So, you mean to tell me that this man broke up with his badass bassist girlfriend because of you and Taylor?"

"Yep because he couldn't handle the thought of me being with someone else." I mumble, "You should've heard the guy after our spring break trip to the Keys. I thought he was going to lose his shit when Liam answered the phone in my hotel room."

Jack frowns at the mention of my ex, still being good friends with the guy to this day. "If he was so jealous, why didn't he just ask you out again? It's not like he didn't do it before, would've saved the two of you all this trouble."

"I think part of him feared I'd run again..." The words come out as more of a whisper than an actual statement, shame laced within them. "I probably would have if I'm being honest. That kind of fame is something else... Nirvana was bad enough and being around for the blow up of Everlong was even rough at times."

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I've been only writing in third person for two months now AND I LITERALLY WROTE THE WHOLE NEXT CHAPTER IN THIRD PERSON AND DIDN'T REALIZE IT UNTIL AFTER SO NOW I'M HERE REWRITING THIS MESS. 

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