Fastfood

(A/N REALLY WEIRD BUT I WAS SINGING SKID ROW'S 18 AND LIFE N ITS PLAYING ON THE RADIO OHIEOOAIAOOAWJAS SEBASTIEN IS HOT BYE)

Slash's POV

"I love the smell."

"The smell of what?"

"Records." I giggle, flipping through the 'B' section and placing the new order of Black Sabbath records we got in yesterday. Master of Reality. 

"I mean, I guess." Izzy shrugged, lighting a cigar and placing it in between his lips, huffing and blowing out.

"Hey!" I run up to him and snatch the cigar from his hand, scuffing it and putting out the flame into the ashtray on the counter of our store on the left side of the cash register. "No smoking in here."

"That was my last damn cig!" Izzy through his hands in shock and glared at me and I grinned, running back and adding new Metallica records. "You owe me a pack of Camels."

"Geez, fine." I snicker, biting my lip as my stomach dropped. It was almost 12, almost time to meet with Axl.

"Just cuz you're nervous about your little date doesn't mean you gotta be a bitch." Izzy rolled his eyes, then immediately threw on a fake smile as a lady walked in. "Hello, ma'am. How are you today? Looking for anything specific?"

Izzy was good at that, faking things. He could be in the shittiest mood and you'd never know. 

~

Axl's POV

"Tommy, I don't think I can do this." I huffed, wiping my sweaty palms onto my nice black skinny jeans. I threw on a Misfits shirt, then a leather jacket, inspecting myself in the mirror. 

"Which part?" Tommy cocked his head, sipping beer and lounging on Axl's bed, watching him with prying eyes. "The date, or getting close to him and tearing him apart."

"Both."

~

Slash's POV

I sat down on a leather bar stool in front of Nikki who was smiling and staring at me. I frowned.

"What?"

"You're so cute when you're nervous."

"Shut up!" I snapped, hiding behind my curls and blushing madly. "I'm not nervous."

"Yes you are. You're biting your lip and not making eye contact." Nikki gave me a satisfied smirk and grabbed the whipped cream bottle, spraying a swirl onto the top of the frappuccino I ordered as I waited for Axl. I'm not addicted to coffee, what are you talking about?

"You know me too well, Sixx." I smiled and shaked my head, licking the icing off the top of the coffee, feeling the cream dissolve when it hit my tongue. 

"Mm, looks like your man's here." Nikki grinned and nodded at the figure walking into the shop with a 'ring' from the bell on top of the door. I turned my head to look at him. What a fucking model.

"Hey, cutie." Axl smirked at me, reaching out for my hand. "Shall we go?" 

I giggled, actually fucking giggled, and took his hand, standing up and following him out the door.

"Take care of my Slash, Rose!" Nikki shouted as the door closed.

~

We got in his blue pickup truck and I nervously put my hands in my lap, riding shotgun. 

"Alright, Saul. What shall we do first?" Axl grinned as he turned to me, resting on arm out the window of his beat up truck, the other on the steering wheel. I shrugged, a smile dancing on my lips.

"A drive thru movie." I exclaimed with a smirk, watching Axl's face light up.

"I haven't' been to one of those in years! We have to do it!" The redheaded boy laughed, jamming the key into the ignition and starting the car. 

"Sorry about this truck." The tips of Axl's ears turned pink as he glanced at me. I smile, trying to calm both of our nerves. "It's all I got."

"You're fine, Axl." I hushed, placing a warm hand on his thigh. We stay like this for minutes, sitting in the comfortable silence until I grinned and whispered, "Drive thru movie?"

"Yes."

We drove for a while and it was kinda a struggle to find the directions to the nearest drive thru movie and it mainly consisted of me tapping widely on my phone, then messing up or having no service and Axl laughing.

After getting super frustrated, we decided to go to an ice cream place at the mall. Of course, we got very distracted and didn't get back to the car until it was 3.

"I GOT IT!" I shouted triumphantly after 10 minutes of driving, throwing my hands into the air and almost smacking Axl in the face.

"Good job. How far away is it?" His beautiful greenish eyes were focused on the road, sun shining on his face and making his hair glimmer like gold. 

"15 minutes away."

"When does it start."

I frowned. 

"2 fucking hours."

"Hey, hey don't worry!" Axl turned and smiled softly at me, then turned back to the road. "This means we can get dinner first. Taco Bell?"

"You really know how to treat a man, Axl Rose." I grinned, stomach growling at the thought of a steak quesadilla and a crunchy taco.

We pulled into the parking lot of a random Taco Bell, the place deserted. Axl put the car in park, getting out and quickly opening my car door, reaching a hand to help me get down like a princess.

"What a gentleman you are." I snicker, grabbing the man's hand as we strut into the fast food restaurant like those people in the movies, heroic and totally out of place.

Once we ordered and settled down at a table for two, Axl struck conversation.

"So, Hudson, tell me about yourself?" He raises an eyebrow as he take a huge chomp out of his burrito. What do I say? I start to panic. What if I'm too boring? What if we don't like the same stuff? What if-?

"Don't look so nervous, babe." Axl cooed, brushing his leg up against mine under the table. I blush, taking a deep breath.

"Well, my name is Saul Hudson. I'm 25 years old and I love snakes. I really like guitar and fuzzy stuff like cats and sweatshirts and stuff." I grinned, watching him sip his soda and passionately listen to me. "My favorite bands are AC/DC, Aerosmith, Led Zeppelin-"

"Me too!" Axl yells, slapping a hand over his mouth as his voice echoed around the empty Taco Bell. "S-Sorry, I love those bands a lot. I saw AC/DC once in concert. Fucking amazing."

"Yes!" I started to get excited when I realized how much in common me and this guy had. "Angus Young is my hero! He can play guitar like a champ! Can't forget Eddie Van Halen."

"Definitely."

"Tell me about you." I press, trying hard not to look too desperate to know more about him, sitting on the edge of my seat and sipping Coke.

"Alright. Name's Axl W. Rose. It was William but that was my father's name and he's a bitch." He snorts, then continues. "I really like Elton John and Stephen King books."

"You're fucking kidding me, right?" I spurt out. He cocks his head to the side, a confused look crossed his pretty face. "Stephen King is one of my favorite authors!"

"No way!"

We talked for what seemed like forever, until Axl's phone buzzed, a text message popping onto his screen, vibrating the table.

"What is it?" I questioned, cringing as I held back from being too nosy into his business. Axl's face turned white and his eyes widened. 

"I-I have to go, Slash." He whispered, shoving his phone into his leather jacket, tossing his food into the trash as I stood up, heart beating. "I'm so so sorry. It's an emergency, I promise I'll make it up to you tomorrow, okay?"

His pleads made me sigh and I nodded, understanding that whatever had happened was important and I needed to let him do his think. 

"Do you want me to drive you home or-?"

"I can have Nikki pick me up from here, it's okay." I smile, cutting him off and stepping outside into the cold air, wind blowing into my curly hair. 

"Are you sure?" Axl bit his lip, glancing around nervously through the dark, vacant parking lot. I nodded and flashed a smile, getting on my tiptoes and planting a kiss on his rosy red cheek. He blushed harder. 

"You missed."

"I missed?" 

"You missed." Axl grabbed my face with his warm hands, gently brushing his lips against mine, then pushing us together, letting our pink lips collide. His lips were beautiful. I ran my tongue along his, mesmerized as he explored my mouth, hands moving down to my hips.

We pull away, panting and staring at the ground.

"Goodnight, Saul." Axl smirked, letting me go and walking to his car, driving away fast, leaving me dazed and in love on a Taco Bell bench.

~

A/N

Oh man I'm going to Canada tomorrow. WHAT SHOULD I EXPECT?? Don't Canadians say 'Eh' and like bacon and maple syrup? Don't they like geese? Man I'm being so stereotypic lmao.

I'M EXCITED THOOOOOOOOO

What is yo fav bands at the moment? 

I love Taco Bell.

~Munky