Love Me Tender (W. Axl Rose) (Izzy Stradlin)

Chapter Eighty-Two

Waking up with a soft sigh, my eyes flutter open to see a peacefully sleeping Izzy by my side. With his right cheek squished into the pillow, his brown locks were cascaded around his face and his lips were puckered up into what appeared to be "duck lips". He looked so cute when he slept, I adored how relaxed he looked. Turning my head to stare up at the lily white ceiling, I held a gentle smile. This was our very first time staying in our house, so our first morning together waking up in our own home. It was refreshing and it seemed all so surreal and very quiet... almost eerie quiet. I guess I was use to the ruccus and noise that came with living in the dead centre of Los Angeles, that I had almost forgotten what it was like to live somewhere peaceful.

All the noise I heard was the ceiling fan, the birds chirping outside the window and of course someone mowing their lawn. That's it. No car engines revving, no horns going off or people yelling, it was lovely.

Deciding I didn't want to lay in bed any longer, I rolled out of bed and grabbed the baby monitor on my bedside drawer. I hadn't even heard Nathaniel, which came to a surprise - that was until I figured out that Izzy had forgotten to put batteries in it.

Making my morning pee my second priority, I quickly darted out of the bedroom and into Nathaniel's room, to see that he was also still asleep. Everything about this morning was just so laid back and nice... that was until I heard a loud knock at the front door.

Luckily making it to the toilet before having to answer the front door, I unlocked the door and tugged it open to see the three band members waiting somewhat patiently.

"I told you they would still be asleep." Duff looked over to Axl who shrugged his shoulders and rolled his eyes.

"Not anymore."

"Morning." I greet them with a small smile and step aside, allowing them entrance.

"Morning Eth." Slash pushed his way in first. "Izz up?"

I shook my head. "He was asleep when I got up, so I'm assuming he is still in bed." I watched the three men enter the house. "Anyway, you are up early." I stared directly at Slash's back.

"I know, who knew I could get up before the opening hours of a bar." Slash turned his head as he walked, his black curls swishing around as he did.

With a giggle escaping from the back of my throat, I shut the front door and followed the three grown men into the kitchen. "There is a coffee machine you guys can use, I don't know how to use it though or if it's any good." I pointed to the silver coffee machine sitting on the bench.

Axl leaned against the floating island and chuckled. "I forgot you were an anti-caffeinated alien." His green eyes focused on me.

"Ghee, thanks Ax." I rolled my eyes. "Mister little red riding hood."

This comment had both Duff and Slash chuckling. "Someone has been talking to the Crüe."

Axl ignoring all of us, headed over to the coffee machine to investigate it. For about a minute he examined it closely, looking at the buttons and what was suppose to go where. "Where's the coffee, love?" Axl finally turned to me and questioned.

"On one of the shelves." I pointed to the walk-in pantry.

While Axl got himself busy with the coffee machine, I headed to the lounge room and sat down on the huge leather lounge. Izzy and I had done well, the lounge was dangerously comfortable and once you had sat down, you didn't want to get back up again.

"So what's the plans for today, babe?" Duff's voice echoed, making it clear that he was talking to me.

"I don't think we have any plans, it's just waiting on the moving truck and enjoying life in our own house." I stared out of the sliding door to see the bright sun gleaming down outside.