Band One-Shots {VOL. 1 COMPLETE}

Jerry Cantrell -@Staley-bread

All men where pigs. That was all that you knew, so there you sat, being harassed by men around you at your favorite bar.

"Come on pretty baby, give us something!" the man yelled, laughing with his friends all around the bar.

"Come on sweetheart!" another man shoved his hands on your thigh.

You pushed him off angrily.

"Leave her the fuck alone." you heard a dangerously angry voice ring.

The men who were bothering you quickly retreated.

You turned around and looked at your savior.

He wore a leather jacket, a necklace or two, dark pants, boots, and he had long blonde hair, with light facial hair.

"You alright?" he asked.

"Am now." you sighed, an upset tone in your voice.

"What's your name?" he asked, sitting next to you.

"Y/N." you replied.

"You're welcome Y/N. I'm Jerry Cantrell." he responded, shaking your hand.

"Jerry. Good name." you responded.

"Yeah." he responded.

"How long you been sitting at this bar getting harassed, Y/N?" he asked.

"How long you been in AIC?" you asked back quickly.

His eyes widened at the realization that you knew who he was.

You chuckled. "Exactly."

"Sassy. I like that." he then began to chuckle.

You laughed too, to your surprise.

After a few hours of talking with Jerry, you got to know him better, and he even told you stories about his friends and his life as a musician.

You chuckled and looked at the clock, your smile soon fading away.

"I've got to get home..." you said absentmindedly.

"You driving?" he asked.

"Walking." you commented.

"Let me walk you. I don't want anything to happen to you out there, you know how cold the streets can be." he said, standing up and brushing himself off.

You nodded, and you both made your way outside, beginning to walk towards your flat.

"So..." he said, an empty space of silence following as he shoved his hands in his pockets.

You shoved him lightly.

A smile appeared on his face as he lightly pushed you back.

You pushed him again, and he did the same to you, until you had finally taken off jogging, and him chasing you.

You came across a park and ran into it, finally tripping on a grass hill, Jerry toppling down on top of you.

This was so story like.

It was as if someone was writing this, and they just made it cheesy for your romantic interest.

What a world that would be.

After your laughter died down, you stared into each others eyes.

"Can I kiss you?" he asks.

Shit, maybe all men weren't bad after all.

"Don't ask just do it." you laughed.

He connected his lips to yours and it felt right.

You'd finally found that one missing piece in your life, that would make you a happier person.

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A/N:

I'm so sorry this was so bad omg. I'm off today I think? Dang. I hope you enjoyed this anyway!