heat of the moment. // slash

sixteen

july 1, 1985, monday.

i woke up to the sound of pouring rain, i sat up from my bed and looked around my room, i glanced out the window and saw the countless raindrops falling from the dark clouds above. i pulled on my old high school wrestling hoodie that was my ex boyfriends along with my black shorts. i walked out of my room to the downstairs where i poured myself a cup of hot coffee, i grabbed the sugar from the cupboards above the coffee pot and poured it into my coffee. i mixed the sugar with the coffee, i saw axl, steven, slash, and duff sitting on the couch watching television. i sat down between axl and steven and took a sip of my coffee, spitting it out immediately as i nearly dropped my coffee.

"oh god!" i yelled as i couldn't get the taste off my tongue, "i think the coffees bad!" i spoke as i set the coffee cup on the table beside the couch on axls side. seconds later axl erupted into laughter and he pulled out the salt shaker from behind him.

"holy shit!" he laughed as he held out the shaker, "i got you so bad!" he threw his head back as his laughter continued, he ended up on the floor, rolling around on the ground. i sat there with my jaw dropped using everything i had to refrain myself from pouring it on him. i refrained myself from harming axl in any way, i laughed softly and nodded at his prank he had pulled.

"very respectable." i nodded as i leaned back in the couch and watched the television, at this point it was on.

july 2, 1985, tuesday.

i worked all day today and couldn't wait to get back home, my body exhausted from the long days work and tonight the boys had a concert, i was extremely excited because it had been awhile since their last and i loved the atmosphere they brought to their shows.

i quickly changed into my jean mini shirt, my black mötley crüe tank top and jean jacket, i had on my black and white skate high vans and was ready to leave. the boys were already at the venue doing sound check.

i did one last look over my appearance before leaving the apartment and catching a taxi, the ride wasn't too long and for the most part andrew, the taxi driver, and i made good conversation, we both listened to the radio as well to kill time. once we pulled up to the venue i jumped out of the car and ran through the doors to make it in time to get backstage. i walked inside and the bar had more people than last time, i smiled up at the security guard who stood in front of me.

"hey, yeah i need to get backstage." i spoke as i pointed in the direction, "my brother duff is the bassist."

"yeah, and i'm dating cindy crawford." the guard laughed as he denied my request to get backstage, i rolled my eyes and let out a deep sigh.

"well, you could be if you applied yourself and went at it." i spoke sarcastically to him and he just shook his head, "now, can i go back!"

"no kid, you can't go see the band, they're doing their own thing,"

"DUFF!" i yelled from where i was standing, not too soon after i saw the lanky blonde boy walk down the ramp and over to where i was arguing with the guard. once duff was between us i smiled up at the guard and he just rolled his eyes and shook his head.

"you really need to stop getting here late." he told me as we walked backstage. i just rolled my eyes because i didn't want to hear his complaints. i looked around at the boys and couldn't help but smile, i was so proud of them.

once the boys set had ended they all walked off stage to where i was sitting, slash wearing just his black leather pants, his bare chest and back sweaty due to his passion while playing and it was also hot as fuck in there. i couldn't help but stare at his toned, muscular back as it rose and fell, his passion while performing taking a lot out of him including his breath. i pulled my eyes away from the beautiful sight to pick up the bottle of jack daniels and drink away my thoughts.