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Axl remembers how him and Malice ever came to be. "She's got eyes of the bluest skies as if they thought of rain, I hate to look into those eyes and see an ounce of pain."
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Axl Rose's P.O.V
I sat on my black leather couch waiting for my beautiful angel to come home, Malice had been in the hospital for like the hundredth time since we began dating a year ago after being friends for a year, it seems like only yesterday I asked her to be my forevermore....
A Year Earlier, 1987
Appetite had only been out a month, and it seemed to be doing alright I guess you could say, I mean people were buying it, but it hadn't been in like the top 10 for Best Album. I was talking with Malice as we sat in a booth at the Whiskey "So I went out and bought Appetite." she spoke "What did ya think?" I questioned hoping she'd say she liked it, "It was fucking amazing Axl! Everything about it was killer, but I've got one question." "And what's that?" "Who is Sweet Child O' Mine for?" the question hit me like a brick wall, I wrote that song for Malice to tell her how much I cared about her, because I was too pussy enough to tell it to her face, so what do I do? I write a song, the sad part is when Malice's eyes are as blue as the sky and the ocean combined, she would be balling, tears would be like a flood, those eyes would change from the earthy green/brown they were to the bluest blue (a trait she inherited from her father) you'd ever see in your damn life. "Um, well I wrote it for someone very special to me, that's who its for." I answered hesitantly "Oh, so like for your mom, or sister, like that special?" she questioned "N-No it's for a girl I love." I answered "Oh, do I know her?" "Yes you do, very well actually." "What does she look like?" I heard excitement in her voice "Her hair is exactly like yours, same eyes, same nose, same lips, same-" "So basically I have a twin sister out there in the world, and you met her without telling me? Or is it me?" she smirked her signature smirk "Um well-UGH! Fine I'll admit it, I wrote it for you, because from the first time I saw you at the Troubadour I knew I wanted to be with you, but I never had the balls to walk up to you and ask you out! So I wrote Sweet Child O' Mine for you, ok?" I immediately took a swig of my Budweiser "You-You wrote it for me? Oh, Ax that has to be the sweetest thing a guy has ever done for me, and you wanna know somethin'?" "Sure." I simply answer her "I feel the same, you're one hell of a guy W. Axl Rose, hell you're one in a million!" (see what I did there, lol),and with that she smashed her lips onto mine in a passionate kiss, I immediately kissed back praying it would never end, it was the best kiss I've ever experienced in my whole damn life! It was like heaven, and I was kissing an angel. When we broke away, we were panting like dogs on a hot summer day "So, be my forevermore?" I asked as I tried to get air back into my lungs "As long as you be my paramour." she answered giggling like a school girl, as she took interest at the ground, with now tomato red checks. I lifted her face to look at me "What da hell is a paramour?" I questioned in a hush tone "It means secret love." she whispered "Then yes I will be your paramour." "I'll always be your forevermore."
It seemed like nothing could come between us, until things started going down hill 3 months into our relationship, I had "accidently" got drunk and kissed some groupie from the show I had just played, I had totally forgot about Mal until, "What the fuck Axl?" she was in a sate of pure anger, she was so angry it looked like fire was in her green eyes, when I got home about 2 hours later Malice was in our living room sitting on our couch "How da hell did you get back here?" I questioned still very tipsy, but NOT drunk "It's called a taxi manwhore." she hissed "What did you just call me?" I questioned as my blood boiled red hot with anger "I called you a manwh-" that's when the palm of my hand connected with her right check seeing as how I was behind the couch and her left side of her face faced the t.v it was easy access to the right side of her face. she gasped in pain "You bastard!" she spat at me, it took me a minute or two to realize what I had done, "Oh my god babe, I didn't mean to that I'm so, so, sorry!" I pleaded to her "Ok, just please don't do it again." she begged as she stood up "Can I get a hug, from my baby?" I asked playfully as I opened my arms wide for her to enter, she didn't say anything as she flung herself into my arms, "What are you watching?" I asked as I looked at the t.v "Gone With The Wind, it just started 10 minutes ago." she replied looking up at me, there was a red hand print on her porcelain skin "Oh baby I'm so sorry." I whispered as I placed her on the couch, her head in my lap, as I begin to ever so gently run my fingers through her hair, "Don't be I'm use to it." she whispered ever so quietly, I'm about to ask her what the hell is she talking about when I hear her cute little snore erupt from her body "Goodnight angel," I whisper as I kiss her forehead " sleep well."
Present time
I'm snapped out of my flashbacks by the sound of combats hitting the hardwood, she was here at last, "Axl darling, I'm home with some exciting news!" I heard her call from the entry way, exciting news? This should be interesting.
(sorry if it's so long I just wanted you guys to know some of their history.)
I sat on my black leather couch waiting for my beautiful angel to come home, Malice had been in the hospital for like the hundredth time since we began dating a year ago after being friends for a year, it seems like only yesterday I asked her to be my forevermore....
A Year Earlier, 1987
Appetite had only been out a month, and it seemed to be doing alright I guess you could say, I mean people were buying it, but it hadn't been in like the top 10 for Best Album. I was talking with Malice as we sat in a booth at the Whiskey "So I went out and bought Appetite." she spoke "What did ya think?" I questioned hoping she'd say she liked it, "It was fucking amazing Axl! Everything about it was killer, but I've got one question." "And what's that?" "Who is Sweet Child O' Mine for?" the question hit me like a brick wall, I wrote that song for Malice to tell her how much I cared about her, because I was too pussy enough to tell it to her face, so what do I do? I write a song, the sad part is when Malice's eyes are as blue as the sky and the ocean combined, she would be balling, tears would be like a flood, those eyes would change from the earthy green/brown they were to the bluest blue (a trait she inherited from her father) you'd ever see in your damn life. "Um, well I wrote it for someone very special to me, that's who its for." I answered hesitantly "Oh, so like for your mom, or sister, like that special?" she questioned "N-No it's for a girl I love." I answered "Oh, do I know her?" "Yes you do, very well actually." "What does she look like?" I heard excitement in her voice "Her hair is exactly like yours, same eyes, same nose, same lips, same-" "So basically I have a twin sister out there in the world, and you met her without telling me? Or is it me?" she smirked her signature smirk "Um well-UGH! Fine I'll admit it, I wrote it for you, because from the first time I saw you at the Troubadour I knew I wanted to be with you, but I never had the balls to walk up to you and ask you out! So I wrote Sweet Child O' Mine for you, ok?" I immediately took a swig of my Budweiser "You-You wrote it for me? Oh, Ax that has to be the sweetest thing a guy has ever done for me, and you wanna know somethin'?" "Sure." I simply answer her "I feel the same, you're one hell of a guy W. Axl Rose, hell you're one in a million!" (see what I did there, lol),and with that she smashed her lips onto mine in a passionate kiss, I immediately kissed back praying it would never end, it was the best kiss I've ever experienced in my whole damn life! It was like heaven, and I was kissing an angel. When we broke away, we were panting like dogs on a hot summer day "So, be my forevermore?" I asked as I tried to get air back into my lungs "As long as you be my paramour." she answered giggling like a school girl, as she took interest at the ground, with now tomato red checks. I lifted her face to look at me "What da hell is a paramour?" I questioned in a hush tone "It means secret love." she whispered "Then yes I will be your paramour." "I'll always be your forevermore."
It seemed like nothing could come between us, until things started going down hill 3 months into our relationship, I had "accidently" got drunk and kissed some groupie from the show I had just played, I had totally forgot about Mal until, "What the fuck Axl?" she was in a sate of pure anger, she was so angry it looked like fire was in her green eyes, when I got home about 2 hours later Malice was in our living room sitting on our couch "How da hell did you get back here?" I questioned still very tipsy, but NOT drunk "It's called a taxi manwhore." she hissed "What did you just call me?" I questioned as my blood boiled red hot with anger "I called you a manwh-" that's when the palm of my hand connected with her right check seeing as how I was behind the couch and her left side of her face faced the t.v it was easy access to the right side of her face. she gasped in pain "You bastard!" she spat at me, it took me a minute or two to realize what I had done, "Oh my god babe, I didn't mean to that I'm so, so, sorry!" I pleaded to her "Ok, just please don't do it again." she begged as she stood up "Can I get a hug, from my baby?" I asked playfully as I opened my arms wide for her to enter, she didn't say anything as she flung herself into my arms, "What are you watching?" I asked as I looked at the t.v "Gone With The Wind, it just started 10 minutes ago." she replied looking up at me, there was a red hand print on her porcelain skin "Oh baby I'm so sorry." I whispered as I placed her on the couch, her head in my lap, as I begin to ever so gently run my fingers through her hair, "Don't be I'm use to it." she whispered ever so quietly, I'm about to ask her what the hell is she talking about when I hear her cute little snore erupt from her body "Goodnight angel," I whisper as I kiss her forehead " sleep well."
Present time
I'm snapped out of my flashbacks by the sound of combats hitting the hardwood, she was here at last, "Axl darling, I'm home with some exciting news!" I heard her call from the entry way, exciting news? This should be interesting.
(sorry if it's so long I just wanted you guys to know some of their history.)
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