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| Wherever I Belong...; Metallica AU with a twist... James/OFC, Kirk/OFC | |
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| SlayingTheDreamer | October 26, 2011, 10:36 am Post #661 |
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wow, Olya I ran out of compliments to give you I don't know what to say, except that this is beautiful thank you! |
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| ilovejaymz | October 26, 2011, 4:18 pm Post #662 |
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Poor Twisted Me
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I have no words right now...
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| namenlos | October 26, 2011, 5:27 pm Post #663 |
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The Daft To Your Punk
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No words, just...
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| Olyamet | November 2, 2011, 10:09 pm Post #664 |
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Jäger.....
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Sorry again for a long wait! Love you girls! Thank you so much for warm words and awesome comments! And thank you for keep reading! Okay here is more. (Alex's POV) “Alex... please stay...” My eyes reached deeper into blue, and my mind stopped all thoughts for a second, letting my heart make a decision. His eyes begged me, there was nothing in them but love, love and fear, but not fear of me, it was fear of losing me. He does love me and I know I can't live without him... I lost him once, am I going to lose him again... no... I can't... Oh, Gods... help me... I breathed in, feeling lost and uncertain, my lips parted and James held his breath. My heart trembled in my chest, mind searching for the right answer, diving into the depths of my soul. “Um.. guys, sorry to interrupt, but... we should go.” Kirk pulled on James' arm. “Not now Kirk!” Blue eyes didn't move away, still gazing into mine with a plea. Kirk continue with a whisper. “James, the police is looking for a tall man with long blond hair who pulled the alarm. I'm assuming that was you. Right now they're looking in the crowd of people up front, and Meg is lying to the museum security that we were all here when alarm went off, but if that woman returns, she saw us, she knows... sooner or later the police will make their way in here and... James, if we don't leave now, you're going to be arrested.” “I don't fucking care! Alex... please stay...” Blue eyes didn't even blink, still gazing into mine. James took my hand and placed in over his chest. My mind slowly turned and thoughts emerged, drifting in the fog, lighting up and chasing the darkness away. He was protecting me... protecting my secret.. our secret... Even after he freaked out, he was acting to protect me. Kirk went back to the crowd, leaving us to each other and I breathed out my answer. “James... I'll stay, but only if you're absolutely sure this is what you want. I know you wish it was all simple, that I was just a normal girl who grew up in San Francisco, but... I'm not...” “I didn't fall in love with her... or anyone else... it was you, it was always you... from the very beginning... in that picture that brought me to you, it was you... it was meant to be you... I know it now... it never could've been anyone else but you... that's why it's so strong... it was meant to be...” He took my hand and placed in over his chest, I felt his heart pounding and my heart answered in sync with his, melting away the remains of the darkness of my doubt. Fog vanished and suddenly everything became clear. I breathed out, overwhelmed with love, and reached for his lips, melting into love, let it surround us, erasing everything else around. (Meg's POV) I closely watched my friends on the way to the bus, and while we were waiting for everyone to come back and settle down. I wanted so badly to pull Alex aside and ask her what happened, but James held her hand, not leaving her for a second, both were glowing with love, hugging and kissing nonstop, so I let them be. It seemed that whatever happened between them brought them even closer together, and I finally breathed out with ease, returning to my own happiness. All I wanted right now was to share it with everyone, and Kirk read my mind, lowering his head to me with a whisper. “You think it would be selfish of us to share our news right now? You know... James and Alex... it looks like they made up and are okay...” “I think so too... but lets wait till I find out for sure.” Everyone on the bus was talking about the town and the museum. Tim started showing off his sword, praising Alex and pulling my friend into an unwanted spot light. I looked at her and bit my lip, thinking of a way to have a little talk with her alone. Her eyes met mine and I read 'help' in her gaze. “Alex, can you help me with my camera. The rewind is stuck and I need to pull the film out. Can you hold one of the blankets from inside of the restroom, I need complete darkness.” “Sure!” She quickly got up, mouthing 'thanks' as she grabbed the blanket off her seat and followed me. I turned around, loudly announcing to the whole bus. “Everyone, the restroom is out of order for a few minutes.” As soon as Alex locked the door I turned to her. “What happened?” (Alex's POV) I spilled my heart out to my friend, whispering the events of the evening to her, and after I was done she pulled me into a hug. “God, don't you wish to kill guys for their wrong reactions sometimes! But seriously... you know, to think of it all... I would've probably freaked out too.. a little, if I saw your face on that ancient stone...” “I know... I thought about about that... even I was freaked out... all that just.. if before I had a small, tiny hope, that somehow it was all just a figment of my imagination, I actually hoped that maybe I'm just a little bit crazy... But seeing it and hearing my story from someone else.... it... it dismissed all those thoughts. And now... it's all so clear to me. He was shocked when he saw the cold fact... he freaked out, and I was in the wrong state of mind at that moment to read him... but then... he accepted me as I am. I read it in his eyes, I felt it in his heart... he loves me, he loves the real me... it's true love. It's like all this shook us up, made both of us face reality and pulled our deepest feelings to the surface. It opened us up to each other completely. It was like a test from the Gods, you know. A test we both passed.” “God, Alex, I'm so happy for you! So you're even more in love with him now?” Meg's eyes widened. “I don't think it's humanly possible... but... now I know where I belong.” In his arms.. forever. I smiled at my own thoughts and Meg mirrored my smile. “Oh, my... this is so great! This town was like a Godsend for all of us!” She bit her lip and I saw her eyes shining with secret happiness. “Oh my Gods! I can see it in your eyes, it's something big! Tell!” “Alex... it's not just big, it's like... huge... me and Kirk... he asked me to marry him.” I'm sure everyone on the bus heard us screaming in the restroom, and if anyone would've seen us hugging and jumping in each other's arms like idiots, they may have had a different opinion about our state of minds. I let go of my friend and pulled the blanket off the door, opening it. The bus was silent and everyone was staring at the us with a question in their eyes. I turned to look at Meg and she smiled at Kirk, giving him a small nod. His face lit up, he cleared his throat and spoke. “Um... everyone... me and Meg have a little announcement...” |
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| disposable_hero | November 2, 2011, 10:36 pm Post #665 |
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Frantic
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Moremoremoremoremore.
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| jØrdan | November 2, 2011, 10:55 pm Post #666 |
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Valar Morghulis
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OMG I wonder what everyone will say. I loved it!Great update Olya
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| ilovejaymz | November 3, 2011, 12:11 am Post #667 |
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Poor Twisted Me
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Uuuuh, totally overwhelmed with joy here
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| SlayingTheDreamer | November 3, 2011, 1:29 pm Post #668 |
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Never talk with strangers.
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amazing, can't wait to read more
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| namenlos | November 4, 2011, 3:02 pm Post #669 |
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The Daft To Your Punk
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OMG OMG OMG more!!!
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| tuesday's gone | November 7, 2011, 9:11 am Post #670 |
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Poor Twisted Me
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All this sweetness and love makes my heart melt! And at the same time makes me feel uncomfortable with apprehension that something bad is in the works. Everything is just too perfect *sigh* The eye contact in this part is an absolute killer. I trembled at the sight of James holding Alex's gaze, not blinking, not looking away for a second. So powerful and emotional and... well, a killer. Then his fragmented speech, sounding like he's reassuring himself that he is doing the right thing and also reassuring her in his love. Just beautiful. The two of them are always such an explosion of emotions, I love them! More please
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| Olyamet | November 11, 2011, 11:18 pm Post #671 |
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Jäger.....
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Sorry... fucking life gets on the way, leaving me no time to write... Love you girls, thank you so much for remembering this story. Thank you for reading and thank you for your great comments! You have no idea how much it meant to me! More. Sorry it's a bit boring part. XXXXVII (Kirk's POV) I was smiling nonstop since we shared our happiness with my Metallica family. A call to my mother left me grinning like a fool for the next few days. They were all happy for us, congratulating us, and Mom even started to cry and my sister had to take over the phone, screaming that they couldn't wait to meet Meg and that I had to bring her home right this minute so the they could all hug her. Happiness fogged my mind and made my heart sing, letting the guitar speak it all to the rest of the world. When the gig was over and I stepped out of the shower, I notice James smiling at me. “If you don't stop with the idiotic grin, I'll have to fucking hurt you a little.” “I can't... I just can't, you have no idea how happy I am!” “We'll have to give you a focking killer bachelor party! Fock... never thought you'd be the focking first to get married, and to the perfect girl no lees!” Lars pulled his towel off his head and whip lashed the wet tip on my butt. “Ouch!” I winced through the smile. “I know, she is perfect isn't she?” “And I'm not just talking about her focking looks! I mean, this is perfect, she can work with us, no need to be apart, you know? Would be hard to fock with the groupies though... many will die from the disappointment.” Lars giggled and I caught his towel, returning the blow. “Fuck the groupies, what do I need them for when I'll have my love with me all the time! This couldn't get any better!” “Won't you get tired of the same girl?” Jason smirked, but his eyes were smiling. “Not a chance in Hell!” My foxy Lady overshadows every girl I've ever met. Since we've been together I hadn't even looked at other girls... I really didn't... I just don't see them... don't want them... don't need them. My smile grew wider when I caught James' understanding look. (Meg's POV) I laid in Kirk's arms, listening to the busy street behind the window in the night, my thoughts scattered, unsettled, and disturbing. My talk with my mother wasn't so bad, she was happy for me, with her normal parental worry about the future, the talk with my father on the other hand was the one that put me in this state. I pulled my hand from Kirk's chest and got up, covering myself with a hotel robe. I needed to cool off my overheated mind, I needed fresh air and I needed to know that I was doing the right thing. My father didn't say anything negative about Kirk or about my decision to get married. I wish he did, then I would've just jumped on the offense and forgot about the whole conversation. But no, he didn't do that... he did worse. He said he's happy for me and that he's wishing me all the happiness in the world and that he hopes that my love can overcome everything that lays ahead. He said there is nothing wrong with just being a band photographer, letting go of my other dreams. He also said that I'm just like him and reminded me of how he met mom. He said he hoped that my marriage would not keep me from my career, that my husband would understand this and my marriage wouldn't end like his and my mother's. That stirred my mind and left me thinking about all the things to come, thinking about things I held deep in me, afraid to pull them out in the open. I looked at Kirk and open the window wider, a cold breeze racing through my hair, followed by streams of cold thoughts that painfully dug into my heart. My contract ends with the tour, so another year we will be together, and then... then the guys plan to start recording the new album and our paths will take us away from each other. Of course I can renew the contract and stay with the band, but that wasn't what I wanted. Just being a band photographer forever was not what I had in mind. Even when I started to work with my father, the part I enjoyed most was photographing nature. The peace and serenity of unraveling and catching the beauty of a simple dead leaf, the cork patterns of the trees, the fury of waterfall streams, the drops of dew on a blade of grass.. The beauty of mountains, the breathtaking colors of sunset and sunrise, that was what made me happy... No need to be at the center of attention, just me and mother nature. That is what I loved, not the crowded pavilions, not overwhelming masses of people, not the attention of paparazzi... But nature was not part of my love's word. And that's where our paths would go in different directions. I assured my father that our plan to go to Africa and the rain forest were not going to change, I wanted it, I dreamed about it and now I was hoping I could do this. Half a year apart... a long distance relationship... how would we overcome it? How will we manage to stay together when we're miles apart? Will we manage? Is our love strong enough for this? Am I making the right decision? Would he understand this? Understand that his busy and out on the open life is not for me? I wish it was all simple, I wish I was happy to be a band photographer, I wish Kirk could go with me... I wish I didn't have to choose between love and the pursuit of my calling... why am I thinking about this? Maybe it's not all so bad and I don't have to sacrifice anything... I'm fooling myself, my father knew exactly what to say. He knew he will start me on thinking about the future, he knew I would look back at him and my mother and that I would question my decision! My mind turned and I looked out the window, raising my chin up to the challenge of the world. Everything that happens is for a reason, we never know what life will throw at us. I'm happy right now, I'm in love and he's here with me right now at this moment, and I'm not going to let the darkness of possible things to come tarnish this happiness for me. Fuck no! I shut the window and Kirk moved on the bed, opening his eyes. “Meg? What are you doing out of bed?” He turned on his back and his big brown eyes shined, reflecting the street lights. He'll never hurt me... he loves me as much as I love him. We can do this, we'll overcome all of this. We can stand up to the world together and win. We need to win. He smiled and I pulled the curtains together tightly, then dropped my robe on the chair, returning into his arms. “I was just closing the window, baby. Don't want to hear anything but your heart beating beside mine...” |
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| jØrdan | November 11, 2011, 11:40 pm Post #672 |
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Valar Morghulis
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It wasn't boring at all Meg SHOULDN'T let anything get in the way of her and Kirk's future. And she's better than any groupie Great update!
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| SlayingTheDreamer | November 12, 2011, 10:09 am Post #673 |
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it's beautiful Olya I enjoyed reading
aww, that was my favorite line
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| Olyamet | November 15, 2011, 7:48 pm Post #674 |
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Jäger.....
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Thanks Jordan and Mia!!! Love you! A little bit more! XXXXVIII (James' POV) “I have no idea why the fuck you dragged me here with you.” I growled, watching Kirk slowly move along the counters. I felt out of place in this store as soon as we stepped in and now, almost an hour later, it was all getting on my nerves. “Because this is something that the best man is supposed to do, help the groom.” Kirk smiled and returned his eyes to the rows of rings. “I didn't asked to be one, you should've picked Lars.” I muttered under my breath and Kirk turned to me with a sigh. “James... you're my best friend and I know Lars is pissed at me for choosing you, so is Jason, but they both knew I would pick you! And not just because Alex is the maid of honor. So stop being a dick.” “Fine... ” I tried my best of soften up my voice, but the grumpiness still made its way into my words.“Aren't you supposed to have a fucking engagement ring before you propose?” “I didn't plan it, I didn't even think about that before. I did it because that was how I felt, it felt right at the moment.” “You know, normal people usually think about it for a fucking long time before going through with it.” “Glad I'm not normal, then. Besides, we would've come here anyway to get the wedding bands. What do you think about this one?” His finger slid on the glass and stopped. “Hamster, don't fucking ask. They all look like rings to me, some just bigger, some smaller, that's all. And it's nothing to do with me being a dick, I really can't help with that! I have no knowledge about fucking jewelry!” I turned away from the counter and mentally snapped at myself. What the fuck am I so pissed at him for? Because I don't fucking want to be here, because the whole decor of this fucking place gives me the creeps. Because he's always one step ahead of me, from the very beginning! We met the girls on the same day. He asked Meg out before I worked up my nerves to ask Alex, and really, I never did ask her out, it all just fell into place. He told Meg he loves her long before I could open up to Alex, and now they're getting married and.... and I'm... I'm not there yet. And all this makes me feel fucking pressured! I do love Alex, I love her more than anyone but... I haven't thought about marriage. I just never thought that far ahead! Marriage is something that ties you up, it's suppose to last forever... and family comes with kids and responsibilities... and I'm only twenty-five! I'm not ready... I'm just not fucking ready. I'm happy where we are right now with Alex and all this would fuck it up! Now she'll be waiting for me to take another step and I'm not fucking ready. Fucking Kirk with his do as you feel at the moment thing. Fuck! I pushed my hands into my pockets and jerked my jacket down. “Are you fucking done yet?” I glared at Kirk and he turned to me with a ring in his hand. “I think this is it! It's perfect! The shape, the size.. and it looks great with that wedding band. She will love it... I hope.” I read the silent question in his eyes and snapped. “It's great, now fucking pay for it and let's go to the bar, the guys are waiting for us.” There will be no escape from talk about the wedding... not even at the bar. More about the bachelor party, but still... I fucking hate it all. At least there's booze there... All I wanted is to be alone with Alex for this short break in the tour... that was all I wanted. Just me and her and not one word about the fucking wedding, and instead, I barely saw her the last three days. Fuck! (Alex's POV) All Meg ever wanted was a small ceremony with a few people, but her mother had a different plan. She had finally given up and agreed to do the ceremony on the beach, just like Meg wanted, but she put her foot down about the reception. She also dismissed all protests about the wedding planner and flew one from LA, and by day three we agreed that she was right, we needed one. I never thought about how much work wedding planing took. Every day since we came back to San Francisco, Meg, her mother, me, and Ashley, the wedding planner, spent in a shopping frenzy. Meg and her mother were arguing with each other about every little thing, with Ashley taking Missis Gary's side and leaving me to stand up for my friend. The simple ceremony grew from six people on the beach into a setting with at least fifty people, the venue, the music, tables, flowers, dresses, and decorations. Meg's father took over the the photographer part and all that was needed for that. We felt overwhelmed with all of it, but Ashley quickly set everything in motion, she was really the best. In three days we had a dress, the flowers and food was ordered, and the place for the reception was booked for double the price since it was so short notice. Everything for the decorations was bought and a few of her assistants who she'd brought with her were busy making table arrangements with bowls of sand and sea shells with white bows on them. Every table, every possible place in the house, including my and Meg's offices were turned into storage for premade décor. Most of the time we were out on the hunt and our house was full of people. Chaos was everywhere and on top of it all I had to plan a bridal shower for Meg. The boys were staying away form all this craziness, hiding in the studio, lucky bastards! By the end of each day I was dead tired and the worst part of it all was that I only saw James at night. Today was one of those insane days and when we finally got home we talked for hours about the cake we had ordered and about the ice figure we looked at earlier. Meg suddenly realized that her shoes would be out of place in the sand. Ashley took that challenge head on and in just one hour everything was reorganized to fit the scene of the ceremony. Multiple phone calls later to make the changes and I finally broke free, escaping into my room. I barely made it up the stairs and fell onto the bed without even attempting to pull my clothes off. My eyes drifted closed and I breathed out. Gods... I will be so happy when this is over... I had no idea how much work was involved in a wedding. I mean, I'm very happy for Meg and Kirk, I really am, but this was all so much... so much of something I hated doing. Shopping, picking colors, flowers, fucking cake, dresses, shoes... when all I wanted was to be alone with James. Ten quiet days with no gigs, no work, no crazy schedule... that was all I wanted. Just me and him... |
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| jØrdan | November 15, 2011, 7:59 pm Post #675 |
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Awe.... I fucking hate wedding shit, too I've had to help with a few of my familiy's. ![]() Kirk is so cute wedding shopping :3I just feel bad for James and Alex... I hope they get to see each other soon Thanks Olya!! I demand more soon
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I wonder what everyone will say. I loved it!
I've had to help with a few of my familiy's. 
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8:38 PM Jul 10