Nothing else matters

“What about us?” Kurt yells. “And my uncles James, Robert and Kurt.” I say pointing to each one of them. “BVB meet Metallica.” I say turning to the guys, I think they just shit their self. “Beers!” My mother sings handing each one a beer, with a swift move they all gulped it.


“Sit.” My dad commands, they all nodded sitting on the large white sofa, I slowly followed them sitting next to Andy, he is shaking. I put my hand on his leg so he could just relax. “He senses fear.” I whisper in his ear. “I sense grounding.” My dad groans, quickly removing my hand from Andy’s leg. “Fans of us?” James asks amused. “Yes sir.” CC says, sipping his beer, of all of them Jinxx seemed more relaxed and Andy more freaked out.


“Who want pizza?” My mom says in a cheer tone trying to lighten the mood, thanks mom. “Andrew dear why wont you help me, Belle please.” She says pointing her chin to the kitchen.

“Not him.” Dad warned, Andy sat quickly down again. “Oh fuck off Lars, Andy come on sweetie.” He nods ad follows my mom. “Want to play some guitar hero?” Robert asks. “Band on band!” Kurt yells. The BVB guys suddenly relaxes, “I know, why don’t you do a song of us, and we do a song of yours.” Jake spoke up. “I like you already.” My dad says lifting up his beer to Jake. Slowly stepping out of the living room walking backwards to the kitchen,


“I am going to get some more beers in the den.” My winks at me, walking out, Andy’s head in his hands breathing heavy, “You okay?” That is a stupid question Bell. “Your father is Lars, why did you not tell me?” “’Oh hey Andy my father is Larch Ulrich drummer of Metallica’ yeah that would have been smooth.” I snap. “I was about to ask you out, now I can’t.” Wait he was going to ask me out! What the fuck. “Why not?” Don’t cry. “Your father scares the living shit out of me.” He groans pushing that sexy set of hair back. “Andy.” I breathe walking up to him. “He is scary yes.” I can not help but laugh, he joined in.


“We can be friends, and when he warms up to me I can ask him.” Ask him? I am not a kid anymore I can go where I want to. “To date me?” The words hard to get out but manage it to let it flow out of my mouth, “Yeah.” Oh holy shit. “Andrew!” Both I and Andy jump seeing it’s my dad. “You know our songs?” “Yes sir.” Andy says all prim and proper. “Come, Nothing else matters back me up.” “Yes sir.” I say rolling my eyes. He walks away; Andy took a huge breath walking back in.


“Bell, you are lead.” James says sipping his beer, not even moving. “I want to play the drums!” I yell. “Let’s make it interesting.” My mom mumbles. “Fuck guitar hero, all the equipment is in the basement.” She grins. “God you are hot.” My dad groans kissing my mom. “The basement then,” Kurt runs down with the six pack, James my dad and Robert after him, screaming something about his mother and a horse. “I will give you six a moment.” My mom winks at me, leaving the living room.


I turn around to see the guys stuck with one face expression. “Your father is Lars Ulrich?” I giggle and nodded. “Wow, you could have given us a heads up.” CC sighs. “Last night I thought you figured it out when Jamie called me by my full name.” I mumble dryly removing my leather jacket.



“I did not really get it.” Andy laughs so did the others? “I don’t want to be treated like a rock star’s daughter, I wanted you to see me as just Belle.” I say going up and down on my heel. “You are amazing you know that?” Andy mutters with a huge smile. “I guess I am.” I tease. “You ready to let a girl kick your ass Christian Coma?’ CC scoffs and chuckle. “No way in hell.” He groans. “Bitch please my name is Bell Ulrich.” I snap my fingers walking away.



“I want to marry her.” I hear Andy says, wow did he really just say that? No he must be kidding, I am still not sure why they are still here, some will run to be honest my father is fucking scary, I don’t want Andy to get hurt, and I know in fact my father will kill him.

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