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✦ ✩ ✮ - 𝐓𝐄𝐌𝐏𝐓𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍 • 𝐏𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝟑 • 𝐂𝐮𝐫𝐫𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐞𝐫𝐚 • 𝐒𝐦𝐮𝐭

Here we go for the third part ! It's not the most interesting part of the series but it was a necessary chapter for what's coming next. Special thank youu to my bestiee beta reader @liltingoddesss for her precious help! <333 Thank you to all of you for your patience, support, likes and kind words (@aplaceforyourhearttorest and @ihavenolife346 <333).

Enjoy <3

Warnings : age gap

Previous parts

James hands gripped your hips as he carefully pushed his dick out from inside you, in a deep and low groan. He panted heavily as he looked down at your sore pussy, recovering from his own climax. You gasped in a whine when he thrusted out, free now to stretch your thighs as you glance up at him.

The air was absolutely thick and hot in the room and you bet there was some steam on the bay windows. You could smell this mixture of sweat and sex smell hitting your nose but you didn't mind. You crossed your legs and rolled on your side as you locked your gaze on him again, silently admiring the man you had dreamed of. You couldn't realize what just happened...it was like a pleasant dream and you could still feel the effect of your orgasms running through your veins.

You noticed James' pupils were lighter blue again now. His chest was rising slowly with every breath he was taking as he seemed to come back to his senses. You wondered if he enjoyed the sex you just had. Did he like it as much as you did? It was hard to tell...James was silent, and his face wasn't showing any kind of emotions. This started to worried you...

He was so chatty when he flirted with you and when he brought you up into his room. He kept being talkative during sex, praising you with kind and sexy words so why now leaving you like this? Did you do something wrong? Was he like this with every women?

This silence started to hurt and to make you feel uncomfortable. It hurt your confidence most of all. You didn't even ask for a cuddle or something but just a comment about what happened and if it had been enjoyable.

James' coughed and this suddenly brought you back into the hotel room. Your gaze was lost somewhere else and came back on him when he got up from the bed, moving the mattress with all his weight. You hoped for something but instead, he disappeared into the bathroom with no words exchanged. No glance. Nothing.

This made your heart clenched. All the good sensations you may have felt with sex disappeared. You felt so stupid. And you felt even worse a couple minutes later when you heard the water running, indicating he was now showering. It wasn't necessary anymore to think about what you should do cause a rejection would have been more painful than indifference. So it was time to leave.

You rolled on your side, jumping on your feet quickly, in search of your clothes and underwear. In less than two minutes, you were ready to leave, lacing up your Converses in a hurry to not be caught. You chuckled at this thought. Why being nervous to be caught? After all, this is what he wanted right?

You jumped on your feet once again when something stroke your attention. A notepad on the desk. You looked back at the bathroom's door, wondering if you should left a note or something. After all, he had been kind and nice with you until...

You shook your head as you finally decided to leave without a word. James coughed again in the bathroom as you heard the shower being turned off and you took it as a signal to make you leave this room in a hurry...

✦ 𝐀𝐧 𝐇𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐋𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐫 ✮

"Wait, wait girl...hold on. Can you say it again, please?". Your best friend couldn't believe what you just confessed to her.

It was 1am when you rushed to call her. You couldn't sleep. Even if work and sex drained a part of your energy, your mind didn't seem to accept to give you some rest. When you came back into your room, you first spent almost 30 mins in the shower, lost in your thoughts, hoping the hot water running on your skin would make you forgive all your feelings. Once inside the covers however, your mind took control again and prevented you from finding peace.

Luckily, it was late afternoon in California and you knew your best friend was always ready to talk, no matter what time it was.

"(X/Y), please...", you sighed, already embarrassed about what you just confessed to her. Since high school you always shared everything to each other but somehow, for an unknown reason, you couldn't stop having mixed feelings for what you did tonight. "I told you...I was with James Hetfield tonight and we did it together...", you repeated once again, with a low voice, like if you were scared someone would be listening to your conversation behind the door.

"Is he with you now? Why are you whispering?".

"No, he's not. I just left after it was finished. I'm in my room now".

"You left?", she asked, curious. "Why?".

You sighed again, pinching the bridge of your nose. As if it wasn’t hard enough..."It was just...you know...", you searched for the right words, as your fingers played with the edge of the cover in front of your crossed legs.

Why did you leave exactly? That was a good question and you weren't quite sure of the answer.

Deep inside, you knew you'd have loved to stay but the fact he didn't share anything with you, not even a glance or a word, was enough to make you feel sad. You felt ridiculous to have even believed he'd have wanted something more than just sex with you. You felt dumb for even thought that all these kind words and attentions towards you could mean something. Plus it hurts that he doesn't even say a word after sex. He could have lied, you wouldn't have been mad about it and you probably wouldn't even knew it, but at least, you could known if you're a good catch or not...You guess you were facing the truth and that's why you were hurt. With no experience in one-night stands, it was difficult to figure all this out.

"He wanted to fuck, I accept, that's all. What should I have done uh? Stay in the bed and waiting for some cuddles and aftercare. It would have been awkward, we don't know each other...".

"...and what if he wanted that?". You frowned at her question and just pictured the scenario in your mind. But it was absolutely ridiculous and you shook your head at the idea. His attitude would have been different then.

"No way. He's a rockstar, he just wanted to have some fun. We weren't on a date or something", you snapped back, shaking your head as you took a more comfortable position in your bed, laying on your back now.

"Then, if you're so sure about it, why do you call me in the middle of the night to tell me all this? You sound rather worried about it...".

There, she was right. Again. You looked down and sighed, remaining silent. Your best friend heard you sighed of despair and smiled on the other side of the line, she knew you so well.

"Listen sweetheart", she began with a comforting tone, "you don't have to feel guilty or bad for what you've done, okay? He was the one asking for this, you just answered to an ask. You won't be held responsible and you won't lose your job for that. Just enjoy what happened and don't stress yourself too much about it, you promise?".

"I can try...", you replied with a shrug, even though she couldn't see it. "I'm aware of everything you just said and thanks for saying that but...he didn't say anything (X/Y). Nothing. It doesn't help your confidence you know...".

"You mean, he didn't say something like..."Thanks it was awesome" or..?"

"Nothing", you repeated with a sigh, looking at the ceiling.

"Oh...that's rude. But don't worry sweetheart, okay? Maybe it's just his character, maybe he'll tell you something tomorrow? Who knows? Maybe he thought you'd still be there in his room to tell you after showering but you disappeared. Don't freak out. Everything will be alright".

A smile slowly appeared on your lips and you whispered a grateful "thank you" to her. That's why you were always referring to her when you needed help. She always knew the words to say to make you feel better.

"Tell me now...was he a good fucker?", she asked in a giggle and you shushed her immediately.

"Oh c'mon girl, don't tell me he isn't because I wouldn't believe you. How was it? You enjoyed it I hope?". You only giggle at her assumptions and this was enough to make her react more. "Okay don't tell me much. I get it. He's a sex god and he got a real big one".

"You're unbeliveably vulgar my dear".

"Vulgar? Say the girl who just fucked with a rockstar". You both laughed loud and you knew you were feeling better.

After you chatted a little more about the roadie experience and how things were going for her, you decided to hang up the phone around 3am, with a lighter heart now. She was right, tomorrow would be a new day.

✦ 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐍𝐞𝐱𝐭 𝐃𝐚𝐲 ✮

The day went by surprisingly fast and soon the time for the show arrived. From the morning till now, you could avoided meeting the band and it was perfect. Your presence wasn't necessary during their rehearsals and when you were needed around the stage area, they were already back in backstage, relaxing and getting mentally prepared.

You could do your work as usual then, without this constant fear to bump against him. Even if the chat you had with your best friend helped you to see with another point of view last night events, you still didn't want to face James. Luckily you were busy enough to not have the time to think about him either.

The second band who played before Metallica finished their show and the head chef of the staff asked you to do a last check up on every station to see if nothing was missing. You accomplished your task in a hurry, knowing you only had 30 mins to check up everything. 30 mins was pretty fast for such task.

As you ran around the stage, you could felt the energy, the impatience and the thrill coming from all the fans in the stadium and it was absolutely exciting. You smiled at this as you asked James' stations technicians if something was missing and indeed, someone forgot to bring some replacement stuff. In a hurry, you go back in the other way, looking for what you needed.

You knew where those materials where stored and you ran over the area, making a way between all the fans walking around the VIP area and the other staff members getting ready for the show. As soon as your eyes noticed the storage's place, you stopped running to walk the few meters left when you felt someone griping your wrist.

You turned around, thinking it would be a crew member, but when your eyes met those familiar pierces icy blue eyes, your heart skipped a beat and you gasped of surprise.

"Can we talk?", he asked with a neutral tone. You nodded in agreement, not really thinking about the fact this is exactly what you wanted to avoid all day long. But if James Hetfield was asking you something, you had to do it.

You followed him inside his backstage room and noticed he didn't stop holding your hand. Some flashbacks of last night started to play into your mind and you bit your lower lip, trying to stay calm. He closed the door and faced you, now letting go of your hand. He was already wearing his stage outfit and you couldn't stop thinking how gorgeous he was looking in this black vest with bare sleeves. You knew he was shirtless underneath and it was a pure sin for the eyes.

You gulped and looked up at him, wondering what he wanted to talk about. Again, his silence was a torture and you hoped he'd start talking first cause you were completely mute now that you were in front of him.

"Why did you leave last night?". His question surprised you and didn't make any sense. You opened your mouth, ready to say something, but instead you remained quiet, wondering why this worried him.

"I-...", you started, licking your lips as you were searching for the right words. "I thought...this is what you wanted me to do...?", you finally confessed. You crossed your arms over you chest, feeling uncomfortable and dumb again.

How come you could be so ridiculous in front of this man. You turned your gaze on the right side and didn't see James frowned when he heard your answer. He stepped closer and his tobacco/aftershave smelt hit your nose. You blushed more, hoping this would end pretty fast cause you couldn't live this situation anymore. But when his palm connected with your burning cheek, you finally met his glance, with a questioning look.

"Honestly, I thought you'd have stayed with me. I was surprised to see you disappeared like a thief in the night", it was his turn to confess with a smirk.

"I'm sorry", you let out as you felt your heart jumping faster into your ribcage. It was like you were living a dream, you weren't really there with him, right? You couldn't say to him it was rather his fault cause his attitude made you think it was time to leave.

You were searching for a better answer when he said, "Come back to me tonight". The words hit you again and you couldn't believe it.

"What?", you asked out, the words escaping your mouth before you even realized they were out. James chuckled softly and his hand disappeared behind your neck and hair, resting in a comforting place there. You, on the other hand, were blushing more and cursing yourself for acting so stupidly in front of him. But your body was betraying you.

"Meet me tonight. I want to spend some time with you".

"James...I...", you started, unsure. Was it really a good idea?

Suddenly, a strong knock on the door, broke the silence and you jumped off surprise, watching the door. It was a crew member telling James he should be in the stadium entry in 2 mins. Luckily, no one was coming in otherwise you'd have been fired immediately.

"Yeah, I'm coming", he replied louder to the guy before he put his attention back on you. "So...what do you say?".

"James, is it really a good idea? I mean...I don't...", you mumbled as many ideas crossed your mind. You didn't know what to say, you were in absolute hurry now that the show was about to start and you didn't even come back to the station with the material needed and...

"I...I have to go, I'm sorry. I have to bring back some material at your station and...", you declared in a hurry, as an excuse, stepping over the door but James stopped you before you could leave, gripping your wrist again to pull you against him this time.

The next thing you felt was his rough but sweet lips on yours, sharing a shy but deep kiss. You closed your eyes and you felt the same butterflies running through your stomach. Your hands naturally found a place on his cheek as you enjoyed this physical touch you admit you had missed.

When you opened your eyes again, he was looking deep at you and this was enough to make you shiver hard. This guy was like a drug. Dangerous but so delicious...

The knock on the door resounded again and louder this time.

It was time now.

"Meet me tonight sweetheart. Please. I really want to spend time with you", he insisted again, speaking close to your lips and you finally agreed, nodding your head.

"I'll be there", you promised and he leaned to kiss you again, deeper this time before he left in a hurry, leaving you alone in the backstage, with a heart exploding of joy and head full of hopes but uncertainties.

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liltingoddesss · 1 year ago

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i miss my daily dose of serotonin (you)!!

AWW I'M HERE HONEYY!! <33

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liltingoddesss · 1 year ago

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it’s november rain season motherfuckers.

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liltingoddesss · 1 year ago

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It's been a long time since I send you something and I know how much you love current James so...here he is only for you honey <333

aww honeyy!!

i do love him sooo much-

he's literally my dream man

#james hetfield #metallica #james #hetfield #papa het #i love him so much #i need him #i wanna kiss his face #i'm going insane #thank you sweetheart!!#in hav3n #bye

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liltingoddesss · 1 year ago

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THIS WAS SO GOOD, HONEY!! LITERALLY AMAZING, THANK YOU!

i wish i could actually have this-

Request #15 - Happy birthday

James Hetfield (1999 x reader) Warnings : smut, NSFW, a HOT session of pussy eating and fingering A/N : This is a birthday gift for bestie! Happy birthday sweetheart <333

The sun was slowly shining through the clouds, the birds were gradually chirps through the silence of dawn when James opened his eyes on this Monday morning. He staid still for a while, just enjoying this peaceful time as he emerged step by step from his sleep. He could hear the outside sounds, telling him it was the morning already but he wanted more to enjoy the comfort sound of your breathing against his neck.

He moved his head carefully to look down at you as a smile crossed his face. You had snuggled up against him during the night and there was nothing more enjoyable than feeling your body against his. He smiled more and kissed your forehead, thinking how truly grateful he was for having you in his life. Who could have said the almighty Hetfield would have found love, after all the things he had been through ? He knew he was blessed to have you by his side, despite everything he had done in his past.

Suddenly, he remembered what day we were today. Precisely the day of your birthday. James grinned at the thought of everything he had planned for you to enjoy this special moment but since he was early awake, an idea crossed his mind...he could enjoy this precious time in the morning to offer you the first part of your birthday's gift.

Carefully and slowly, he moved away from your arms and waited for a short time. He wanted to be sure you'd be still asleep and when he had the confirmation you were, he moved underneath the cover.

Even asleep, you must have felt he disappeared cause you rolled on your back, stretching like a starfish, sleeping deeply in that position. James waited still, and when he felt ready, he slowly started to kiss your legs and inner thighs until he reached your womanhood.

He waited for a short brief of time again and let his finger glided under your panties' waistband, playing with it to see if he got a single reaction and when you didn't react, he slowly take it off, sliding it from your waist till your ankles. James was absolutely slow and smooth in his movements, almost moving like a cat, but he really wanted to surprise you.

He grabbed your ankles and gently opened your legs, so he could sneaked between them, kissing every single part of your thighs. Even under the blanket, with just a dim light coming from the sun outside, he could see your skin reacted at his kiss, at the touch of his lips on your delicate flesh. Goosebumps were appearing slowly and this made him grin more.

He smiled and went further on his exploration, slowly arriving in front of the object of his desires. He parted your legs, pushing them slowly with his palms He could felt the heat radiating from your body and hoped his palms weren't too cold to wake you up.

When James got enough space, he sneaked closer to let his tongue pressing a kiss against your velvet button. He saw no reaction first and smiled, kissing it a few times. Still no reaction.

He then moved slowly the tip of his tongue on your clit now, licking and tasting it. He felt you moved a little but not enough to awaken you up. He kept doing his exploration, sucking your bund of nerves and couldn't resist to flick his tongue against your velvet lips now.

"Mmh...", he heard from outside the blanket and this helped him to go on. You were slowly feeling something and he loved that. His head was now buried in your pussy, devouring it feverishly as he started to collected some wetness coming from your hole.

He grinned big, seeing you so exposed and vulnerable, and pulled away to tease your clit with his fingertip now. Brusquely your legs started to move and he heard some moans and whines as he kept circling your button in a slow pace.

"Mmmh..", another moan and he understood you were slowly waking up, your palm searching for James next to your body until your realized that he was really under the blanket, buried between your legs. This wasn't a dream. You gasped and slowly pulled away the blanket to expose him to the day light.

"Hello...", he whispered, his lips a bit wet from the pleasure he had given to you for a couple of minutes now.

"What-What are you doing there ?", you asked with a grin, resting on your elbows, to look at your beloved boyfriend.

"Pleasuring my love", he simply answered as he rubbed his long finger against your wet lips, making your shiver and moan at the same time.

"Oh James...", you whispered. "you're torturing me". You gasped again when you feel his index teasing your hole. James was pretty proud of the effect he had on you. He spat on your pussy and teased you with his finger again, letting it in and out slowly.

"You know how much I love to tease that pretty pussy of yours...", he whispered as he buried his head again on you, devouring your clit while his finger worked you out, stretching your pussy's walls.

"Oh my fucking god....More please", you exhaled in a cry, wiggling your pelvis against his mouth, wanting more. You couldn't stop looking at him and gripped his hair to show him to way you like it.

James pulled out in a gasp, rubbing your wetness as he gave you a proud grin. He inserted another finger inside your pussy while his other hand rested lazily on your pelvis, shaking your clit.

"God", he groaned, "so fucking wet for me baby... feel those fingers pushing in and out so easily in you?".

"Mmh...", you sighed of pleasure as your body fell on the mattress, eyes closed and mouth parted, hands gripping the pillow next to you. Your legs were wide opened and you could felt every hit of his fingers deep inside you. "Jamie...please...yes".

But James didn't want you to finish so easily...he suddenly pushed his fingers out and pulled away his mouth. He knew your orgasm were slowly building and he wanted to play with you more, making you feel the edge of desire burning deep inside you.

You opened your eyes, surprised and shocked, frowning at him but all you got is a proud grin again and a giggle.

"Thought I'd have let you cum so easily baby"?", he mocked as he felt the power he had on you. You bit your lip at his comment and started to move your pelvis again, in a needy way, showing him how much you needed to cum now.

"C'mon James...please...", you begged, feeling a strong pain between your legs. Your pussy already throbbing at the thought of the pleasure you were about to feel. "I need to cum...I'm so horny"

"Say it again for me baby...", he teased. "Say to me how horny you are...". His other hand moved under your ass to lift it up a bit, helping his position.

"I'm so horny James...I'm so wet for you, please...give it to me".

"Good girl", he grinned and slapped his palm against your pussy, making your moan louder and gasping of pleasure. His other hand gripped your ass firmly. His right palm hit your sensitive clit and this was enough to awaken your burning desire again.

James then waisted no time to push three fingers inside you, pushing them deeper. They thrusted easily, collecting all the wetness around your cunt and you let it go again, abandoning yourself to the desire you were feeling.

"Oh James...this feels so good".

"I know baby...let it go", he said as moved closer to eat you out again, this time ready to push you over the edge. His fingers gave you no mercy and his tongue rubbed every part of your wet lips, taking not resting time to be sure to send you to heaven.

"GOD...yes!", you whined louder this time, gripping his head and hair hard, not caring if it could hurt him. "Oh yes please...like this James...yes...don't stop", you breathed as your back arched slowly, feeling the pleasure pulsing slowly inside your lower belly until he finally reached that point that makes you explode.

James didn't stop moving, on the contrary. He pushed further and licked harder when he felt your pussy squeezing around his tongue and fingers, ready to make you ride your orgasm till the end.

You explode like you've never did before. Your orgasm hit you strongly, making you shiver, shudder and convulse hard. Your legs shook around James head and your mouth let out incoherent words and praise of how good he was making you feel.

You gripped the pillow hard and buried your face in it, hiding some of the whines and moans you could have let it out until you felt the pleasure getting down, running now through your veins.

You panted heavily, recovering slowly when James sucked your high sensitive clit one last time, as a way to reward you for being a good girl.

"Oh!", you moaned again, looked at him with big smile and you both giggled. "You teaser".

"I love to please you", James said with his low and sexy voice, kissing your pussy again before moving close to you to kiss you on your lips. You tasted yourself and smiled, sharing a deep passionate kiss and when your lips slowly parted away, he whispered a "Happy birthday my love" that makes you fall in love with him all over again...

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liltingoddesss · 1 year ago

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THIS MAN-

James and his book Messengers, a collection of his guitars & their histories.

#james hetfield #metallica #he's so fine #bye

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liltingoddesss · 1 year ago

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AAAH GIRL, THIS WAS-

UGH, I LOVED IT!!

So I have a request. I saw the post you did of Y/N taking Care of James after he got his arm burned. I was wondering if you could reverse the rolls? Like Y/N is a part of Metallica (like a second bassist of guitarist), is James’s girlfriend, and instead of James not being able to live away from the fire in time Y/N is the one who can’t. So in other words what it would be like if the burn happened to Y/N instead and how James would react.

Request #14 - Saving her

James Hetfield (92 era) x reader Warnings : mentions of pyro accident A/N : OMG this idea is absolutely perfect ! James and girlfriend being in the same band, that's exactly what I wanted to hear. Hope you'll like it <3

Sat on the waiting room of the Montreal hospital, head into his hands, James tried to recover from the previous hours events. In just a few seconds, the worst happened. Something they could never ever imagined happened, making his own world falling apart.

"Do you want a coffee, man?", Lars asked, placing a gentle and comfort hand on his friend's shoulder. James slowly moved his body to face the drummer and simply nodded. He wasn't thirsty but a hot coffee would maybe help him to relax a little. Lars nodded back and disappeared into the double doors, going straight to the cafeteria.

Since two hours now James was waiting in this depressing corridor for some news of you and he slowly started to go crazy. He was waiting to see this damn white door getting opened on a doc or nurse to tell him you were safe...

or not...

He sighed at this idea and rested his head against the wall behind him, his palms nervously rubbing his thighs. They were sweaty and he didn't like it. He closed his eyes and tried to take deep breaths but it was impossible to relax. Pictures of the accident immediately crossed his mind and made him shivered.

He could still pictured you on the stage, him on a side, you on the other. You were both rocking hard, playing "Holier than thou" and performing probably one of the best show of your career and life until you stood at the wrong place at the wrong time...

James realized too late where you were and when the fire started, he could just heard your screams throughout the riffs, saw your body stepping back and falling on the stage. He didn't think twice. His instinct told him to react quickly.

James pulled off his guitar that fell on the ground and ran over you. Kirk and Lars didn’t see what happened and wondered why their friend stopped playing until they noticed you. They joined James and some staff members who came to see what's going on. But soon enough they decided to talk to the audience who was wondering too what was happening.

James fell on his knees next to you, not caring about the pain he could fell, and grabbed your face. You were pale, big drops of sweat were running along your forehead as you were whining off pain. Your arm was completely burned and James could see your arm's flesh burned and red. He tried to not look frightened or scare cause it wasn't the time to falter. But it was so difficult...

"Stay with me baby...", he kept whispering, your eyes watered by your tears of pain and your mouth tensed up by the pain. He saw you moving your eyes to look up at him but you were like paralyzed by the pain and the fear, you couldn't even speak.

"Everything will be alright...". He heard his own voice cracking under the emotions and tried to remain calm. But he knew how much a burn could be serious...

Suddenly, two medics arrived and proceeded to take you to the nearest hospital. James heard them babbling about how serious this was and tried to keep a cool head. He saw the panic in your eyes when they grabbed you by your head and feet to place you on the stretcher.

"It's okay love, they're gonna save you. I won't leave you I promise", he grabbed your hand and held it until they walked out of the stage to put you in the ambulance. He didn't leave you a single minute, hearing the audience and his band mates voice vanishing slowly...

This image would be stuck in his mind forever. No doubt. He sighed again and started to shake his leg nervously. Damn, we arrived 2 hours ago, how many hours do they need to save her? . He felt a urge to smoke or to drink, he couldn't tell but right now, he needed anything that would make him forget the fact he was waiting desperately for a single new of you. But it wasn't the time to leave the place. He was ready to stay here forever if he had to...

The door opened again but not the one he had hoped. It was Lars coming back with two coffee cups. He thanked him and grabbed the cup he was handing to him. The hot liquid comfort him a little, as he expected but not for long...

"Still nothing?", the drummer asked his friend, blowing out over his coffee cup. James shook his head and leaned his elbows on his thighs.

"Nothing...and it's been 2 fucking hours".

"Easy James...I'm sure they do the best they can. She'll be there soon", Lars said to comfort his friend, knowing his temper. He was surprised James didn't make a scene or didn't break everything in the hospital yet.

James sighed loudly and ran a hand into his long hair. "I'm going fucking crazy. My mind is showing me horrible images of tonight, I-...", he shut himself and though carefully of the words he was using. "I wouldn't survive if she...", he couldn't say it loud and heard his own voice cracked.

"Hey....", Lars said with a soft voice, grabbing his friend's shoulder to squeeze it. "She's a strong girl. She won't leave you that easily man. You know her. She will overcome this, she'll be alright". James nodded and hoped his friend was alright...He had lost his best friend and brother a few years ago, he could't face another loss.

Like if Lars' words had been magical, the double white doors brusquely opened on a doctor. He walked over them, taking off his surgery's gloves. James quickly got up and gulped when he saw the blood on those gloves he was pulling it off. He tried to read the doctor's face to have an answer. Was he mad? Was he sad? Was he content? He couldn't tell.

"Mr Hetfield?", he asked with his serious voice as he stopped in front of the frontman.

"How is she doc ? Is she alright ? Can I see her?", James immediately asked.

"Easy James...", Lars repeated as he grabbed his friend's arm to make him stop harassing the doc with questions.

"Yes she's alright. Your girlfriend is safe now. We could treated her burns but she'd need to stay here for a while. She needs a specific medication", he started to explain but James was only hearing "she is safe".

He nodded at everything the doc said and sighed loud of relief when he left, telling them they were preparing you to go to a private room where James could meet you.

"See, I told you she was a strong girl!", Lars said as he happily hugged James, wearing a big smile on his face. James hugged his friend back, his smile hurting his cheeks. His heart could beat at a normal pace now.

"Wow...what a relief! I can't wait to see her", he said as clapped his hands together, feeling more than ready to see you. He had so many things to say but he already knew that the first thing he'd say to you was how much he loved you...cause with these 2 hours of waiting, he realized even more how much you meant to him.

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