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"I'm back," I yelled into the seemingly deserted household. 

No response.

"And I brought beer," I called out again, knowing that was bound to get someones attention.

As predicted, five familiar faces started to emerge from other rooms. Each one had an expectant look plastered on them.

"If this is like last time and you don't actually have the booze, I'm out," Slash spoke. Though his eyes were mostly covered by his thick curls, I could still catch a glimpse of the glare he had to offer.

I chuckled at the memory, "no, I actually have it this time. It's in the car."

Before anyone could speak another word, Steven was sprinting past me to my car. Not thirty seconds later, he re-emerged in the door way with two cases of beer. A wide smile spread across his face.

"Y/n's telling the truth," Duff gasped from behind me. I rolled my eyes, scowling at his over dramatic response.

"Well, let's get hammered," Axl said, taking the cases from the blonde drummer as he went to retrieve the rest.

The rest of the band cheered. All except Izzy, the only indication that he was actually listening was the shy grin that played on his lips.

Three hours in, we were all at least tipsy. Slash and Steven being flat out shitfaced, while me and Izzy are seemingly the only ones to hold the alcohol well.

Duff sat in a corner, conversing with the two drunks. All the while, Izzy, Axl and me sat at a table playing a game of cards.

Something seemed off with the atmosphere. I wasn't quite able to pin point it, part of me was considering it might be the fact Izzy wasn't saying much. But that couldn't be it, I thought, he never says much.

But he seemed different. Every time I glanced over at him, he'd avoid looking directly at me. And when I attempted to converse with him earlier in the game, he kept his answers short or would just flat out ignore me.

Is he mad at me?

There's no telling with him.

"It's your turn, doll," a deep voice brought me out of thought. 

Confused, I turned to look at the red head, "huh?"

"I said it's your turn dear, unless you want forfeit and go back to day dreaming," Axl repeated. 

I nodded, biting my lip as I looked through my hand of cards.

With a frustrated sigh, I put one down. Damn my bad luck, why can't I ever draw a good hand? 

 My gaze turned to Izzy to see him looking through the small deck of cards he had.

"So what were you thinkin' about, sweetheart?" My attention went back to Axl.

"Nothing much," I responded with a shrug.

"Well, y/n, you know? You're quite beautiful when you're in thought," he winked at me before continuing, "I could watch you think all day."

A blush started to form on my cheeks. If I've learned anything from my time with the boys, it's that Axl is one big flirt when he had alcohol in his system. And today was no exception.

"Um," I try to come up with a response. None come to mind.

"Did I embarrass ya? The blush looks good on you too," he smirks.

Out of the corner of my eye, I could see the invisible daggers coming from Izzy. If looks could kill, Axl would be a gonner.

"Quite hitting on y/n and play, ginger," the black headed rhythm guitarist muttered. 

Axl's face flushed red at the nickname. Great goin' Iz, you pissed the dude off.

The red head looked just about ready to tell the guitarist to fuck off until a mischievous look danced across his green eyes. He looked as if some sort of realization just hit him.

Axl placed a card from his hand down before looking up to Izzy with a sly grin, "and it'd bother you wouldn't it."

"Shut it," Izzy seemed to tense up.

"I'm right! You don't like me hitting on y/n," Axl's smirk only seemed to widen.

Awkward tension started to fill the air as I sat there watching the two men with a slight dumbfounded expression.

A few seconds passed before Izzy finally threw his hand down on the table, giving Axl a dark 'fuck off' before storming out of the room.

I stayed there in silence for a minute, not quite sure how to take this situation.

A few thoughts ran through my head as I settled on going to Izzy's room to see what was wrong.

"Great going, asshole," I flicked Axls head with my cards. Knowing if it was anyone else but me to do that, he would of been pissed.

I made my way up the stairs to where Izzy's room was.

"Knock, knock," I said before opening his door.

On a bed placed in the center of the room, Izzy sat with his back slumped against the headboard, a cigarette balanced delicately between his fingers with smoke flowing from his parted lips.

"Hey," I gave a gauche wave.

"Y/n?" He mumbled, looking to meet my gaze.

I gave a small, what I hoped was comforting, smile.

Careful to not step on any of the strewn bottles that littered the floor, I walked over to his bed. Sitting down.

He shifted slightly to where he was next to me.

"You okay?" My question was only given a quick nod in reply.

"Axl was just being an asshole," I went on, hoping he would say something else.

A few moments of silence passed before Izzy finally opened his mouth, "it wasn't that."

"Huh?" I gave him a bewildered look. "Than what's wrong?"

He seemed to think before responding.

"I was jealous," Izzy mumbled softly. He took my hand in his, causing me to break eye contact to look at our entwined fingers.

"But why were you jealous, wh-" he cut me off. Placing his unoccupied hand under my chin, he brought my gaze back up to his. 

Not really processing what was happening, his lips came down to connect with mine. Kissing back, I wrapped my arm around his neck, deepening the connection.

Breaking the kiss, Izzy looked down to see me in a daze.

"I was jealous y/n," he started, "I was jealous because I really like you."

Not giving it another thought, I took a fist full of his shirt bringing his face back down to mine, leading me to kiss him again.

"I like you too, Izzy."

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A/N 
Okay, that was really fun to write. Thank you again for requesting, I enjoyed writing this. And I'm also sorry for any grammatical mistakes in it or if any words were repeated a few to many times.
Also not quite sure if I got their personalities right, I love writing Gn'R things, but I've learned their personalities are somewhat tricky to write. So let me know what any of you think on it.