HOCUS POCUS (1993) Dir. Kenny Ortega

Duff appreciation post

He's so cute I just want to cup his face and kiss him over and over until I fall asleep🤍

Conflicted : Pt. 7🎀

Maddy P.O.V

Axl joined us a while later. It was peaceful but then Axl mentioned something about rehearsal and Izzy started arguing with him about it.

And instead of helping, Duff turned up the radio even more to drown them out leaving me stuck in the middle.

"Guys stop please!" I pleaded pushing them away from both sides.

“Sorry, Maddy. But my friend Izzy here has an issue with my singing, and I need to figure out why." Axl argued.

“That's because everytime something doesn't go your way you disappear and our fucking song goes unfinished!" Izzy yelled.

“Izzy stop.” I begged, pleading with eyes.

“Whatever.” he scoffed turning the other way to face his window.

Axl gave me a strange look, glancing at both of us before shrugging it off.

“Axl how are you and Erin?" I asked, not sure how else to start a conversation.

"She’s fine. Why do you care?"

“I was just asking." I said, rolling my eyes.

“So did you enjoy my L.A tour, or would you like another private one?" he grinned, scooting closer towards me.

I noticed Izzy shift in his seat when he heard Axl, so I played into it.

I laughed and twirled my hair with my finger before responding.

“Yes I would like that."

“Are you gonna wear that sexy outfit of yours that you wore last time?” he smirked.

“Okay that’s enough Axl. Leave the poor girl alone.” Izzy spoke.

“What’s wrong with you? You’re just jealous because you want her.” he retorted making Izzy scrunch his brows.

“I don’t!”

“Save it Izzy. I can tell the way you look at her you have the hots for your best friend’s little sissy.” Axl mocked.

“What are you gonna do about it?” Izzy asked putting an arm around me.

“Fuck off. She doesn’t want you.” Axl barked pulling me into his arms.

“She doesn’t want you either!” Izzy spat yanking me back towards him.

“STOP.” I yelled causing Duff to slam the brakes.

“What’s going on!” Duff yelled turning around to face Izzy, Axl and I.

“Nothing.” we all said in unison.

“Okay well not that any of you were paying attention but we’re here.”

We all climbed out of the car wanting nothing more than some fresh air.

Axl and Duff went running towards the beach but Izzy pulled me back behind a shed and shoved his lips on mine hungrily.

“Stay away from Axl.” he whispered pulling off my lips.

“You’re not my boyfriend.” I huffed crossing my arms.

“It doesn’t matter. Your mine.”

Duff P.O.V

I wasn’t a dumbass as everyone around me thought.

I saw the way Izzy looked at Maddy and I intended on letting him know to back off.

If there was one thing I was keen on, it was keeping family away from any of the guys.

Including Izzy.

He wasn’t exactly boyfriend material. And I saw the way he treated women like they didn’t mean anything to him.

I’m not saying I’m any better but I know I’m better than Izzy regarding women.

He didn’t even flinch when Angela was being shared between the guys.

It was a normal occurrence to him and I wasn’t gonna let him turn Maddy into a slut.

“Hey man you coming or what?” Izzy asked coming up behind me.

“Yeah. Hey Iz can I ask you a question?”

“Sure what’s up.”

“Are you seeing Maddy behind me back?” I asked scanning his face for any reaction.

“Maddy? Come on Duff she’s like a little kid.” he joked.

I saw Maddy listening to us out of the corner of my eye and once Izzy turned around she stomped off looking pretty upset.

What was that about?…

“Okay. I’m just making sure bro.” I told him giving a pat on the shoulder before joining Axl in the water.

Maddy P.O.V

I trudged around the water looking out to the waves when I saw Duff talking to Izzy with his arms crossed and brows furrowed.

“Are you seeing Maddy behind my back?” Duff asked giving Izzy a stern look.

But instead of admitting to it, Izzy gave a big laugh and shrugged it off calling me a little kid.

What the hell does that mean?

I stomped off annoyed by the attitude I was receiving from his and went to sit on the bench which was located on the other side of the beach.

This day sucked and I just wanted to go home and forget about all of this mess.

Clearly Izzy didn’t care enough to tell Duff about our relationship and I didn’t want to lie to my brother about it either.

So I decided I was going to call it quits with Iz.

I felt like that was the right thing to do.

“Maddy.”

“What do you want Izzy.” I sighed in defeat.

I quickly wiped the leftover tears off my face and scooted over allowing him to have a seat.

“I know you heard the conversation with Duff.”

“It’s fine. You did what you had to for your friendship.”

“I know but it was fucked that you had to hear that and so I’m sorry.”

“What exactly do you want me to say though?” I spat back.

“I just heard the guy I’m in love with talking in such a demeaning way about me.”

“You love me?” he softly asked pushing my hair out of the way so he could see my face.

“I don’t know what to say.”

“Just tell me you love me. Even if you don’t mean it please.” I begged letting a tear fall down my cheek.

“Fuck Maddy.” he shouted.

“You don’t even know what love is. You don’t know what you’re talking about.” he urged.

“This is humiliating. I have to leave.” I bawled getting as far away from him as far as I could.

“Wait.” he yelled but I kept running until I bumped into Axl.

“What’s wrong?” he asked pulling me into a hug.

“I-Izzy. Doesn’t love m-me.” I sobbed crying into his bare chest with my salty tears.

“He’s no good for you. I’ve known him ever since we were little. He’s never gonna change.”

“Maddy. What happened!” Duff called out grabbing my face between his hands.

“Nothing. C-can we go home?”

“Of course. Let’s go right now.”

Conflicted Chapter 24🎀:

Maddy P.O.V

Slash left my room shortly after our conversation complaining that he needed a drink, and got up to stroll over to my window, where I found Axl resting on the pool recliner, deep in contemplation.

I sighed as my thoughts turned back to Izzy, wondering where he was and what he was doing. I walked downstairs to check for him while the boys were watching a hellish movie, which Axl later joined, totally overlooking me.

I didn't take offense and gave him some space, assuming I was giving him misleading signals.I feel like I gave Slash the wrong answer earlier when he asked who I expected to spend the rest of my life with, and I responded Axl mostly because I was angry with Izzy for becoming mad at Axl and me.

He was constantly angry at me when I spoke with Axl, which made me angry for the most part, especially because I was only having conversations with him.

But it appears he was right after all; I felt like an awful person for kissing Axl on the boat, but I wasn't going to tell him since I was certain he would never forgive me because he loathed Axl.

“Maddy, are you gonna stand there and stare or go back upstairs?” Duff groaned, throwing some popcorn at me, while Steven giggled throughout the scene that was playing, that involved a girl being fucked by a dude sporting a ghostface mask.

“What movie is this?” I asked, grimacing at the girl whose mascara was streaked over her cheeks and hair disheveled.

“It’s called Scream XXX.” Slash smirked, before returning his lustful gaze back to the female being aggressively penetrated with her hair yanked back.

“Go away Maddy.” Duff complained.

“Yeah.” Axl proceeded, reverting to his unpleasant attitude, laughing as he muttered something underneath his breath.

I ignored it and exhaled, deciding to head back upstairs, however just as I planned on calling it a night, I noticed the front door open and Izzy enter.

“Izzy!” I squealed and ran to hug him.

“He kissed you.” he spat as if he had been holding it in the entire time he was gone from me, followed with a catastrophic glare.

"It didn't mean anything to me I promise. I was thinking about you the whole time." I stated frantically, standing on my tiptoes and grasping his cheeks in my hands to ensure he understood.

“Just tell me one thing…do you love him?” he sighed, peering into my eyes as he waited for an answer.

“No I don’t.” I lied.

I heard Axl scoff as he whispered something under his breath behind us, and I turned around to meet his stare, sending him a softhearted look, but I couldn't do anything else since Izzy would have suspected that I loved him, so I dismissed Axl no matter how much it hurt.

"Let’s go upstairs, m'tired." he yawned, removing his long black coat to toss over the stair railing, wrapping his arm around my shoulder, pushing me close, as we headed up the steps.

We entered my room, and I turned off the lights, allowing my lamp to shine brightly, and switched on the television to watch something since I wasn't tired.

Izzy took off his shirt and boxers before slipping into bed and I also changed into my nightgown, a purple babydoll with white lace trim around the cleavage and the bottom hem.

“You look pretty.” he whispered reaching up one hand to stroke my hair that was combed straight allowing my soft blond hair to shine in the dim light, and my skin glow from exfoliating earlier in the shower and putting sweet smelling moisturizer all over my body for Izzy to later touch, allowing his hand to slide down my neck, caressing my collarbone down to my breast, massaging softly like a sensual massage.

“C’mere.” he demanded, grabbing my cheeks with his hand, squishing them together into a pout.

I tried to murmur a reply through his grip on my cheeks, gazing up at him with glossy eyes, while he teased me about repeating myself and speaking louder.

“You have to kiss me first.” he smirked.

I pushed myself forward slamming my lips onto his, while he kept his hold on my lips, in a pout, remaining his dominance, hungrily abusing my lips, until they were swollen and red.

He released his grip on my cheeks, leaving a faint red imprint on each side from how deeply his fingers dug into me while making out.

“I want you to touch me all over my body and make love to me." I whispered, allowing my babydoll nightgown to fall past my hardened nipples before catching his hand in mine and guiding him to my breast, stroking it while keeping my hand over his.

He dragged down the rest of my dress, allowing it to fall past my ankles so he could massage and touch every inch of my skin that appeared to be gleaming with tiny diamonds from the strawberry lotion I had applied earlier.

I squirmed under his touch feeling his cold hands touching everywhere before gently spreading my thighs leaning forward to suction over the soft plushy skin as his chain dangled forward ticking the top of clit.

“I love this pussy. So fucking beautiful like my baby.” he cooed, as he closed his eyes placing a big wet kiss on my outer lips making me squeal.

I played with my breasts, circling my nipples with my eyes closed, releasing soft whimpers and quiet open mouthed moans as I felt him make out with my lower region, licking, sucking, and spitting on it while taking his time to play with my clit, occasionally rubbing it with his pointer and ring fingers.

“Izzy keep g-going. Uhnn- gonna cum.” I whined, huffing and grabbing onto his long black locks of hair as I desperately rutted my needy hips against his tongue, panting out for more.

He slapped my ass before pulling away with a trail of my juices connecting himself to my pussy, not wanting me to orgasm just yet.

“You’re gonna cum on my cock.” he groaned, collecting strings of my wetness on his dick by sandwiching his cock in between my sticky lips, mixing his precum with my arousal, before slipping inside me very slowly so I could feel it going inside.

“Fuuck, you’re so tight.”

“Hmph, for you I-Iz, only for you.” I cried, feeling his cock deep inside me, creating an outline on my stomach, as he carefully thrust in and out of me like I was very delicate and could break at any time, kissing my neck leaving vivid purple spit covered bruises.

I kissed him eagerly, enjoying being covered in his spit while he passionately kissed me, slowly drawing away each time, making sure that there was a loud pop every time we separated.

“You like being drenched in my spit baby?” Izzy whispered adjusting himself before slamming back into my wet heat keeping the same steady pace, as I squeezed onto him tightly feeling my orgasm approaching.

“Y-Yes l-love it.” I blabbered, moaning small “uh”s.

“Gotta go slow, in this fucking tight ass pussy.” he groaned unable to concentrate, as he was about to blow his load.

“I love you.” I whined, grabbing his face, loving the feeling of his lips brushing against mine.

He quickened his thrust as he felt me clench around him and my eyes rolled back, my mouth dropping wide in a faint moan as he massaged my clit, making me spasm and my legs shake.

“I love you I love you I love you.” he chanted filling my pussy with warm spurts of his cum, letting it dribble down my thigh.

“Mmph, m’tired now too.” I whimpered, cuddling into him as I nodded off.

“Goodnight baby.” he whispered covering us with the sheets.

… … …

“Maddy.” someone kept whispering, waking me up and making me glance on drowsily.

Izzy was fast asleep next to me, and my gaze shifted to the cracked door, through which Axl's head could be seen.

“Come here.” he said again, moving his hand in an inviting motion for me to approach him.

I groaned, getting out of bed.

“What is it?”

“Since you don't love me and all, I think it would be best to come clean about what you said to me that night on the boat." he casually stated, catching me off guard.

“Wait what? I- I didn’t -

“Save it.” he spit, clenching his jaw while he rolled his eyes.

“I won’t tell him anything.” I firmly replied.

“Oh really?” he rhetorically asked, raising a brow.

“Izzy doesn’t need to know anything because it doesn’t matter.”

“You can’t tell me that the way I feel about you doesn’t matter to you.”

“I- No of course, it does. But, I’m with Izzy and I have to put him above anybody.”

“I didn’t take you for a bitch, but I guess I was wrong about that too.” he muttered as he quickly walked away.

I sighed, letting my head fall against the wall, annoyed with the entire situation that I appeared to have created.

“Is everything okay? I thought I heard someone arguing?” Izzy inquired, peeking out my door.

“Everything is just fine.” I sighed, slipping between him and my door.

Meanwhile, Axl was downstairs rambling on about Maddy, unknowing to everyone but Slash, who had spoken with the young girl the night the two men argued.

She was unhappy with Izzy that day and erratically mentioned Axl. But the curly haired guitarist knew better because of the way Maddy acted with Izzy, she was blindly in love with the man, but Axl was a ticking time bomb, and he couldn't stand being tossed aside by anyone, let alone the girl he loved.

It was just a matter of time before he flipped out on Izzy again, and Maddy would be dragged into it indefinitely this time.

Conflicted Chapter 25🎀:

Maddy P.O.V:

The day had become increasingly cold, and the weather had been dreary and pouring all morning, casting a heavy fog over the Emerald City and dampening the mood for today's Guns N' Roses concert.

The band had already sold out Lumen Stadium and were determined to perform rain or shine, not wanting to disappoint their anticipating fans.

I didn't see them much throughout the day because they were at rehearsal early in the morning to make sure things went smoothly for their concert later. Izzy left me a letter saying he was going to be late arriving home, so I didn't bother calling him because I knew he wouldn't answer since he was preoccupied.

I was left upstairs in the meantime, looking through my closet for something perfect to wear to the event. I came upon something I wouldn't often wear: a tight black leather skirt and a black crop top paired with knee high boots.

I made my way to the mirror, double-checking my appearance to ensure that I would stand out from the crowd and that Izzy saw me differently, rather than as an immature youngster. Because the women he constantly dated were double his age.

“I’m home!” my mom called from downstairs, prompting me to rush down.

“How would this look at the concert?” I shakily asked, showing off the rock girlfriend outfit I had put together.

“Maddy, you know how I feel about clothes like that.” my mom grimaced, disapproving the tiny black skirt and top that didn’t look appropriate for my age.

“Please! Everyone wears this to rock concerts.”

“I am not letting you go to a rock concert dressed like a hooker sweetie. Find something else.” my mom insisted.

“Okay fine.” I sighed, trudging myself back upstairs.

If she didn't let me wear it, I'd sneak it out of the house. I could disguise my shirt by wearing one of Duff's t-shirts over it and a long skirt.

My mother would have no clue.

… … …

“Madalaine! Come down or else the boys are going to be late!” my mom yelled, forcing me to quickly spray some perfume and slap on my black choker necklace.

I rushed down the steps covered in Duff’s AC/DC graphic tee and my large pencil skirt my mother had bought for me, my first day of high-school which I never wore till today.

“Why are you dressed like a school teacher?” Axl snickered, at my choice of clothing.

“Leave her alone. She can wear whatever she wants, whether it be an old lady costume.” my brother replied, pausing afterwards and wondering why it came out so terrible yet sounded nice in his head, as he wrapped his arm around me.

Axl, Slash, and Steven burst out laughing, even Izzy, which made me feel sad embarrassed about my choice of apparel, making me contemplate if I should have worn a different outfit to cover my clothes below.

“Okay let’s go now.” Axl said, looking down at his radiant gold watch.

“Good luck boys! And don’t drive fast.” my mom warned, as we all piled out the door one by one.

“Don’t worry Mrs.Mckagan. We’ll be safe.” Steven chirped giving her a toothy grin.

We all crammed into Duff's car, and since there wasn't enough place for me in the the backseat, I had to sit on Izzy's lap in this hideous skirt.

I was starting to cringe while wearing the outfit and wanted to take it off, especially since I was sitting on his lap. I didn’t want him to think I was some loser dressed up like this for a rock concert.

So I quickly shoved the pencil skirt down my silky smooth legs, which had been moisturized and shaved because I intended to wear such a short skirt. And took off Duff's tee, leaving me in the clothes I had intended to wear to the show if not for my mother.

I heard Steven gasp, instantly, next to me, like a little child who had just seen his elder sister doing the worst conceivable thing.

“You look hot, Maddy.” Slash smirked, eyeing my short choice of clothing for the night.

I adjusted my top slightly so that my cleavage was not too apparent; I didn't want to seem trashy, but I did want to feel sexier.

“Whoa baby. When was this?” Izzy whispered from behind me, putting his hands on my visibly exposed waist.

I turned my head to face him, whispering in his ear that I wanted to look sexy for him, and returned his gaze with pouty lips and wide eyes. He looked at me with lustful eyes and grasped my waist more tightly, forcing me all the way back on his lap until my back was lying flat against his chest.

“I would’ve taken you right here if I didn’t have any respect for your brother.” he growled in my ear, yanking on my hair lightly.

My eyes fluttered as I heard his obscene remarks in my ear, and I was about to let out a small whimper but Axl had interrupted.

“What is going on back the-…..whoa.” Axl gulped, looking me up and down.

“Hey, stop looking a-…….Maddy what are you wearing!” Duff yelped, attempting to cover his eyes at his baby sister wearing a black mini-skirt and a crop top with skin prominent.

“It’s fine. I think she looks hot.” Axl grinned looking back towards me, and Izzy, who was scowling at him.

“Ewww. Stop it everyone! Stop staring at my sister please, for christ sake.”

“We can’t help that she’s sexy, man.” Slash shrugged.

Steven exclaimed, drawing everyone's attention to the large stadium that awaited them, as well as a few fans who had been camped outside.

Duff parked the car in the parking garage where there were no fans or workers to protect the band's privacy. They wanted to welcome their fans on the way in, but they knew their management would disagree.

“That skirt better not come up more than that.” Duff groaned looking at my mini skirt that was inching it’s way up towards my underwear.

I nodded embarrassingly, fixed my clothes in the reflection of the car window, and applied some lipgloss for Izzy.

“We have 30 minutes to set everything up and make sure our instruments are in tune.” Axl spoke, drinking some water and a cough drop to refrain his throat from straining.

“You guys go ahead, I think I forgot my cigarettes in the car.” Izzy said, patting down his pockets to see whether they were still there.

“Alright. Be quick.” Axl huffed, as the band entered in one by one through the large door with the huge banner that read, “Welcome Guns N' Roses to Seattle.”

“I’ll come with you.” I remarked, gazing between the boys who had disappeared halfway down the hallway and Izzy.

“Okay quick.” he replied, jogging to the car and opening it, rummaging among my discarded clothes and some rubbish in Duff's car, hoping to locate his pack of Marlboros.

“Where are they.” he groaned, searching through some old cassette tapes in a last minute effort.

“Why don’t we ask Slash, he always carries some.” I asked, leaning against the car, feeling the cold metal pressing against my exposed legs.

“I guess.” he sighed and closed the door, coming to stand opposite of me, gazing at my attire.

“What?” I muttered, blushing as I turned away from him, shying from his gaze.

“Just that you look great tonight. I never expected you to wear clothes like these, but now that you did, I want to see you in them all the time." he smirked and brushed my hair off my shoulders, revealing more of my top.

He traced my collarbones before letting his fingers slip the straps of my clothing down, allowing it to fall loosely like an off-the-shoulder top, and reached forward, laying a wet kiss on my neck, causing me to take a deep breath in and close my eyes at the sweet sensation of him biting at the sensitive flesh.

He spun me around effortlessly, and I placed my hands on the car and arched my back, exposing my ass through my skirt. I glanced back at him with lustful eyes, as he grasped my ass, rubbing the warm flesh, before spreading it apart to gaze my pussy, which my lacy black underwear had been engulfed by, but it was no problem for Izzy as he traced my puffy lips that spilled out, like it was a piece of art he was working on.

I heard the stadium share something about my brother's homecoming over the loudspeakers, which made me cringe and jump away from Izzy to fix myself.

“We should go..” I advised as he nodded in agreement and walked beside me, grabbing my hand and bringing it to his mouth for a quick peck before removing himself from to jog to the set where the rest of the band was.

I shook it off and noticed a large crowd of fans already gathered around the stage, looking up at the band, who were currently strumming out their instruments to determine whether or not their guitar was tuned.

Slash was grinning at some of the girls who were wearing little to no clothing, sending him flirting winks and obscene gestures, as well as flashing him parts of their, while my brother was receiving the same treatment and grinning.

Gross.

Steven was busy pounding away in his own little universe, his hair bouncing up and down with his speed, and as usual, Axl was nowhere to be found but Izzy was just quietly strumming his guitar as he looked out into the crowd, when I noticed one female in particular smiling and waving at all of them like she knew them personally.

“It’s Pam!” Steven exclaimed as he stood up from the drum set and waved her onto the stage.

“Hi!” the blonde woman chirped, wearing nothing but a small stage outfit, leaving nothing to the imagination.

“Pam, good to see you.” Duff smiled and hugged her while checking her out.

Gross again!

“Izzy. How are you?” she asked softly, looking at him as if she were in love with

“I’ve been good.” he replied uninterested, looking down at his guitar that he was currently strumming.

“Y’know ever since we broke up. I’ve been doing well and I hope you are too.” she cooed, trying to grab onto his arm to which he moved out of reach.

“I just told you I’ve been good Pam. Get over it.” he huffed, retreating away from her and to the back corner of the stage where he sat down on the end of the mini platform that was on top of the stage.

“Trust me. He’s way over you.” Slash smirked, looking over at me, making her snap her head to give me a nasty glare.

“Who is she?” the blonde woman named Pamela spat.

“Izzy’s girl and Duff’s little sis.”

“What is a little girl like her doing with Izzy? Doesn’t he like his women with a little more experience.” she laughed, clapping her hands as she flipped her hair back over her shoulder.

“Obviously not or else you would’ve still had him.” I told her rolling my eyes at her ugly attitude.

“You guys could fight…or kiss and makeup whatever you prefer.” Slash grinned, while Duff grabbed him and shoved him away from his little sister, annoyed by his raunchy behavior.

“Where’s Ax?” Pamela whined.

“Who knows.” I grumbled walking to where Izzy was.

“What’s up?” he asked, looking up from his guitar to meet my big brown eyes.

“Nothing. I just met your ex.” I sighed, looking back at the blonde girl who was now glaring.

“Ignore her. She’s just stuck on our past relationship.” he insisted.

“What about Angela? Was she doing the same?” I spat, annoyed by his nonchalant demeanor, at the fact of his ex showing up for their show.

“Baby-

“I’ll be back.” I interrupted, stomping backstage where all the employees were setting up catering and the tables for the management.

I wondered where Axl had gone to hide from all of the craziness, and found him sitting quietly in the dressing room, smoking a cigarette and drinking champagne.

“I thought you’re supposed to be rehearsing.” I mumbled, slumping down onto the blue couch that was placed in their dressing room by request of Axl.

“I am. I need to be away from everyone so I can do my vocal warmups.” he muttered, blinking his eyes in annoyance at my presence.

“Okay I guess I'll leave." I huffed and trudged out the door.

He did not stop me or change his opinion, instead allowing me to leave with nowhere to clear my head, which made me more frustrated.

First, that blonde woman appeared out of nowhere and turned out to be Izzy's ex, and then Axl practically booted me out of the dressing room.

I began to cry because I felt unwanted and started to feel like an idiot in these clothes, even though I had felt so confident from before, but now I was rushing past people, hoping to find the bathroom so I wouldn't have to deal with the shame of anyone watching me cry, and sprinted towards the women's bathroom when I finally noticed it.

There was no one in the restroom, so I quickly chose the farthest stall away from the door to close and slid down the wall, letting my tears fall across my naked legs.

The door opened, and I hurriedly wiped away my tears and tried to contain my sniffles, which were escaping at a rapid pace.

“I can’t believe he’s with that little bitch.” I heard the same woman from earlier shout.

“Who even is she?” another girl spoke.

I looked through the crack in the stall and saw Pamela with another girl who looked to be the same age as hers with a big grin and short brown hair, while they were styling each other's hair with hairspray and applying mascara.

“Adrianna, I can’t believe he would leave me for that.” she groaned, reapplying a dark shade of lipstick to her already chapped lips.

“It’s okay Pam. You can always go for Duff or Slash.” she cooed, wiggling her eyebrows in an attempt to make her friend laugh.

“I don’t want them. It’s either Iz or Ax.”

“Then go for Ax. He was telling me earlier when I visited him in the dressing room, how happy he was, to know that you came.” the girl with the brown hair spoke.

That bastard.

“I guess you’re right. Let’s go.” they both nodded as they made their way out of the restroom.

I ran out of the restroom and dashed over to the arena, suddenly remembering about the show, knowing my brother would be worried about where I went.

I could hear the song "Paradise City" playing throughout the arena, the same one that had been playing on my television when I presented my mother to Izzy.

I looked for Izzy and saw him strumming his guitar along, with the song, occasionally making a gesture to the audience, which exploded.

Axl was bouncing all over the stage and doing his dance moves in between singing breaks before returning to shouting his voice out.

Duff caught me peeping out of the curtain and smiled brightly, as did Slash, so I gave them a quick wave and a thumbs up to let them know they were doing an excellent job but they already knew it.

They had the girls going crazy, flashing them, and the boys in the crowd couldn't get enough of it either.

I saw Izzy look across at me with a blank expression on his face before, acknowledging my presence, and returning his gaze back to the crowd.

I rolled my eyes and returned my attention to my brother, bouncing up and down for him whenever he had a solo moment.

They played a few more songs before calling it a night and thanking everyone who came out to see them, notably Duff, who praised the city of Seattle for their support and expressed his love for his hometown beyond all else.

They all packed backstage and went to the dressing room to shower before sitting down with towels around their necks to cool down.

Slash came over with his curls drenched in water from the shower and flicked some of it off onto me making me cringe.

“Ew stop it!” I squealed, hating the tiny droplets that landed on my bare skin.

“Ew sToP it.” Axl mocked, making me angry with him all over again.

“Leave her alone guys.” Duff shouted from across the room, currently giving a groupie an autograph on her tits.

Ew ew ew.

“So, where is your boyfriend hm?”

“Thought he would want to spend more time with you, now that your dressed hot for once.” Axl smirked coming up behind me to play with my hair and twist it around his finger.

“Don’t touch me.” I spat.

“Damn. I guess he left you for some groupie then? Or maybe Pam…?”

I turned around to face him with my eyes narrowed.

“How do you know they used to be a thing?” I wondered.

“Everyone knew. We all shared.” he grumbled, as if I were too naive to comprehend.

“Shared?”

“Yes Maddy. Shared. As in Izzy would fuck her and pass her to me and then I would share her with Slash, so forth.” he stated as if it was no big deal.

I looked at him with a shocked expression making him roll his eyes.

“Yeah I know. I’m a terrible person. I don’t need to hear that from you.” he huffed walking away.

I now felt stupid for thinking the Pamela girl was anything special, but I couldn't get over how Izzy had nearly dumped all of his girlfriends.

I did not want to end up like that. And I definitely did not want to be shared.

I exited the changing room for some fresh air and noticed Izzy at the other end of the corridor conversing with the Pamela girl.

I scrunched my face upon seeing this and immediately stomped over to where the two were at and shoved the girl so hard that she fell to the floor with a loud thud.

“What the fuck!” she screamed, hissing in pain as her back felt broken.

“Stay away from my boyfriend.” I spat, grabbing Izzy and pulling him aside to a small corner around the hallway.

“I didn’t know you had that in you.” he smirked taking a drag from his cigarette.

“Why were you talking to her?”

“I wasn’t. She corned me.” he shrugged.

“Why are you acting like it’s not a big deal that she’s talking to you. She’s your ex!” I shouted, increasingly frustrated at how nonchalant he was behaving towards the whole ordeal.

“Maddy, stop overthinking about everything that involves me and another girl.” he hissed, grabbing my arm rather tightly.

“Let go Iz. It hurts.” I whined, ripping my arm from his grasp.

“Fuck m’ sorry baby.” he apologized, kissing my arm.

“It’s just, sometimes you don’t trust me and that makes me upset.” he told me, grabbing my hands in his to tug me elsewhere.

“C’mere, let’s go somewhere more quiet.”

… … …

i’m so excited to go out in cute outfits this summer

His voice is so pretty 💋🖤

Conflicted : Pt 12🎀

Maddy P.O.V

Izzy and I slipped back into the theatre without Duff looking at us twice.

Axl noticed though. He nudged me a bit and looked at me with a questioned look over his face.

“What?” I asked, not able to hide the wide grin that was apparent on my face.

“You guys fucked for sure.” he laughed causing Slash and Duff to look our way.

“Shut up Axl.” I huffed hitting his shoulder and turning the head away from the two boys.

“Axl your ruining the movie with your laughing.” Slash groaned pushing Axl.

Axl bumped into me causing me to fall on Izzy’s lap.

“Axl!” I yelled getting up from Izzy’s lap and standing in front of him.

“It wasn’t me. It was Slash I swear!” he shrugged putting his hands out to point at Slash who was cluelessly looking around.

“Come on. I’m sorry okay?” he apologized grabbing my hand to give it a kiss.

“Fuck off.” Izzy spat pulling Axl’s hand apart from mine and pulling me into his lap.

“Okay let’s just leave. Since no one wants to watch the movie.” Duff shouted rolling his eyes as he left down the stairs.

We all followed shortly after, deciding that we were all hungry and wanted to go eat at the diner.

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.

Axl had lodged himself right next to me, with Izzy on the other side, growing more irritated by the second of Axl’s growing affection for me.

“Maddy what are you getting?” Izzy asked looking up from the menu.

“Pancakes.” I grinned, looking over at the booth in front of us with a freshly stacked plate of buttermilk pancakes.

I hadn’t eaten this whole day so I was carving up a huge appetite.

“I want pancakes too.” Axl smirked looking at me.

Izzy rolled his eyes at Axl’s innuendo, putting his arm around me to pull me closer towards him.

“What’s the matter Izzy. Scared you’ll loose your girl to me.” Axl joked seeing how Izzy was trying to get me away from him.

“What’s your deal Ax. Why are you up on my girl all of a sudden.” he retorted looking at him stern faced.

“Because I can.” Axl replied pulling me to him.

“I can because I’m Axl Rose and I can do whatever I want, like this.” he said before grabbing my face and planting an open mouthed kiss.

“What the fuck!” Izzy shouted getting up from his seat to push Axl away roughly.

“Get up.”

“Izzy chill I was just messing with you.” Axl shrugged.

Before Axl could think of another snarky remark, Izzy punched him really hard causing his head to snap back.

“Izzy!” I squealed, staring at Axl’s bloody face in shock.

“Maddy why are you defending him.” Izzy spat looking at me with disgust.

“I’m not defending him but you shouldn’t have done that baby.” I said trying to grab his hand, but he pulled it away and excused himself to get up from the booth.

“Fuck him.” I heard Axl mutter as he scrambled to get himself up and grab a bunch of napkins.

“Here.” I said wetting the napkin with some water to get rid of the blood that was now stained and crusting a bit on the side of his face.

“M sorry about Izzy. I don’t know what came over him but you shouldn’t have kissed me Axl.”

“I’m sorry too. I’m just jealous that Izzy has someone like you.”

“What do you mean?” I asked looking up at him.

“You’re so kind, and caring and you’re not like those girls who sleep around. That’s pretty rare if you ask me.” he sighed.

“Thanks Axl. And I’m sure you’ll find someone great very soon. Your not a bad person like everyone thinks your are.”

“Thanks Maddy. That means a lot actually.” he said looking into my eyes.

I didn’t realize that we were both staring into each others eyes when Duff coughed all of a sudden, making us both jump.

“Maddy, Izzy left back home.” Duff said making me get up from the booth.

“Where are you going?” my brother asked grabbing my hand to stop me.

“Back home to Izzy.” I said before I left the diner and called a taxi, leaving the rest behind.

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“Izzy!” I shouted as soon as I entered the apartment, looking around for any signs of him.

I checked Duff’s room which was empty and the living room which was also empty of Iz.

“In here.” a voice spoke from inside of my room.

I opened the door to my room and saw Izzy sitting on my bed with the tv on.

He was watching Tommy.

It was one of his favorite movies from his childhood so I had bought it for him during my stay here in L.A. so we could watch it together on nights when we would both stay up late.

I climbed up on the bed and sat next to him, putting an arm around his waist to which he removed.

“Iz. What’s wrong?” I asked cupping his cheeks to face me.

He removed the grasp of his cheeks from my hands and scooted away a bit from me.

“Are you and Ax secretly in love with each other or something?” he spit quietly but harshly.

“Are you mad because I helped him! He was bleeding for god’s sake and I was worried.” I shouted sitting up on my knees to face him.

“I left Maddy and you didn’t even care. You were too busy kissing Axl and making him feel better.” he hissed staring blankly at the television screen.

“I love you.” I told him attempting to grab his face so I could kiss him but he kept moving away from me like I wasn’t his girlfriend and some annoying hooker that wouldn’t leave him alone.

“Izzy please. I love you.” I whined, tears dropping onto my cheeks from frustration.

“No you don’t. Or else you wouldn’t have let Axl kiss you like that in front of everyone.” he scoffed getting up from the bed and throwing the tv remote hard, against the wall.

I jumped a little from his sudden outburst and crawled further into my blanket, covering myself with it to drown out the noises of my sobbing.

I didn’t think that I liked Axl. I really didn’t but after he was treating me so nicely I couldn’t help but feel a little attraction towards him.

There was also the fact that I shared something so special with him like loosing my virginity.

But I loved Izzy there was no changing that. I just didn’t know how to let Axl down easy.

Conflicted: Pt 6 🎀

A/N: i couldn’t sleep so I wrote this & now i’m sleepy asf so it helped , also i hope u all enjoy !!!<333 also this one is a bit longer than other chapters i’ve written!!!

Maddy P.O.V

I spent the whole night tossing and turning unable to sleep thinking about what happened between Izzy and I at the diner.

I knew I had to tell Duff one way or another but I wasn’t so sure if that was a conversation I was ready to have.

Duff convinced our mom to let me stay here in L.A under his care and I knew indefinitely I would be shipped back home the same day if he found out about Iz and I.

My pillow wasn’t doing any justice to helping me sleep either.

I huffed and got up from my bed opening the door to grab a pillow from the couch where Izzy was sleeping.

“Iz? Are you asleep?” I whispered looking at Izzy’s lifeless body in front of me or so it seemed.

I guess that’s how he slept at night.

Like a corpse.

“No. I’m wide awake Maddy.” he mocked turning on his other side away from the peering light through my cracked room door.

“Do you have a pillow I could borrow. I can’t sleep with the one I have.” I pestered placing both hands on his shoulder that was upright at his current sleeping position.

He turned back around to face me with his squinted expression and grabbed a pillow from behind to extend it out towards me.

“Thanks.” I squealed eagerly grabbing out to it.

“Not so fast.”

“You’re gonna have to take it. If you want it so badly.”

“Izzy come on. I’m sleepy.” I whined lightly stomping my foot.

“Hey I was too! You woke me up so you have to do what I say. It’s the rule.” he remarked.

“Fine.”

I went forward and tried to grab the pillow when he grabbed my waist and pulled me onto him.

“Stop. Duff will wake up.” I squealed scrambling to get out of his strong grip.

“I’ll let you go if you give me a kiss.” he smirked.

“Just one kiss Iz.” I strictly replied.

“Fine by me. As long as I get a kiss.”

I carefully leaned in, angling my lips to his, when he slammed into mine. I was about to pull away when Izzy placed his blanket over both of us, and the warmth was too appealing to leave.

I decided to get comfortable and straddled him while he inserted his hot tongue into my mouth.

He let go of my lips but moved on to my neck, leaving little hickeys against it.

When he discovered my sweet spot, I began whimpering, and he sighed into my neck sucking harder.

I couldn't help but let out a tiny sigh and involuntarily began grinding myself against him, causing him to breathe out and hungrily return to my lips.

He briefly stopped kissing me for a second before continuing and stopping again.

"Maddy, do you know how to tongue kiss or do you just not enjoy my tongue?" he questioned, gazing at me strangely.

How can I tell him that I have absolutely no experience with boys? I don't even know how to kiss correctly.

The only reason I got away with kissing him before was because it never got too serious.

“Uhm I-I’ve never really kissed a boy before.” I mumbled hoping he didn’t really understand what I said.

“I’m also a virgin.” I cringed wondering what his reaction would be.

“That’s pretty obvious now.” he said, looking at me with a puzzled expression.

"What's wrong?" I asked, immediately convinced that he would not want me anymore given his extensive experience.

"If you're a virgin then I can't be with you."

"What do you mean?" I asked, suddenly becoming defensive.

“I don't want you to loose something as special as that to someone like me which will eventually happen if you keep this up with me." he groaned, pushing my body off of him.

"Izzy, why are you acting like I can’t think for myself?”

"You can’t make that decision for me." I spat strongly.

“I’m not good for you, Maddy. You deserve someone like yourself.”

“Not a junkie," he conceded.

“Can’t say I’m surprised.” I retorted immediately regretting coming out here for a pillow in the first place.

“You’re right. I don’t deserve a junkie like you.”

I ran straight into my room leaving the pillow behind and vowing to never talk to Izzy again.

Why did I even think that he was different. Maybe because of his nonchalant demeanor it just never seemed like he was using.

But now I knew I couldn’t even trust Izzy. I never had a great relationship with drugs. Not that I did any but I saw the way they affected Duff.

That was all the reason I needed to hate them.

The next morning I woke up ready to ignore Izzy and see his reaction but to my surprise he was doing the same.

He acted as if I wanted even there.

“Sis. Do you wanna come with Iz and I to the beach?”

I was desperately wanting a day all to myself to go to the beach but I couldn’t be left alone in such a big city.

And the company wasn’t exactly the ideal people I thought of spending a relaxing day with since Duff and Izzy were the most chaotic duo I knew but I sucked it in and agreed to come along.

“Oh and Axl is coming too.” Duff added before disappearing into his room to grab some things.

Perfect.

Axl coming was the best thing to happen ever since my mom let me travel to L.A.

I could use Axl to make Izzy jealous and realize that he wanted to be with me as badly as I wanted him.

My closet was awaiting and so were the cute bikini’s I decided to pick for the beach.

Duff wouldn’t be too pleased but I didn’t care because the whole plan was to make Izzy jealous and I was willing to do anything for that.

“I’m ready.” I told Duff coming out of the room in tiny shorts and my red bikini that I had bought from a sale at the mall here.

“Aren’t you gonna wear a shirt over that Maddy.” Duff groaned rolling his eyes at Izzy’s sudden behavior change.

“No. I think I’m pretty comfy.” I smiled walking past them both and out the door.

When we got in the car Duff had been trudging a huge bag full of soccer balls, volleyballs and other junk he had wanted to do at the beach.

“Duff I’m not sitting in the back with this stuff!” I stomped looking at the backseat which was halfway covered leaving little room for me to sit.

“Okay fine. You’ll have to sit with Maddy then Iz.” he said turning to look at Izzy.

Izzy didn’t say anything but nodded helping Duff push the stuff in the passenger seat before he closed the door and hopped into the backseat where I was sitting.

I hated in the middle since I usually got annoyed from having to deal with people on each side of me but I had no choice because Axl would be joining us soon.

“Are you both comfy?” Duff asked peering at us through the rear view mirror.

“Yeah. Fine.” Izzy muttered spreading his legs out and getting comfy.

Duff started playing some punk music really loud and completely drowned us out.

I felt Izzy’s leg’s touch mine each time the car went over a bump.

I huffed and moved over a little so there could be some room between us but for some strange reason the universe did not want that

And all of a sudden Duff made an abrupt right turn practically throwing me onto Izzy’s lap face first.

Izzy smirked before pulling me up and stroking my hair asking if I was alright.

“Stop.” I spat shoving his hand away from me.

“Come on Maddy. Don’t be like that.” he cooed grabbing onto my thigh tightly.

“Duff’s not even paying attention to us. Can I get a kiss?”

“No! You’re the one who didn’t want me last night because I wasn’t your perfect little fuck buddy.”

“I never said we had to fuck. But we could still mess around.” he said grabbing a piece of loose hair to twirl around in his finger.

I looked towards the front of the car where Duff was driving and noticed when he made the turn that one of the things he had brought was blocking him from seeing the backseat.

“Are you guys good back there. I know I can’t see you guys but I hope you both are comfy.” Duff asked.

“Yeah we’re good.” Izzy replied giving me a grin.

I rolled my eyes and pushed away from him but he was persistent on keeping me close so he grabbed my thigh and pulled me right next to him.

“Why do you keep moving away from me?” he asked pushing my hair out of my face and cupping my cheek.

“Iz you literally told me last night that you didn’t want me because I was a virgin.”

“I only said that because you’re so naive Maddy.”

“I don’t think you’ll be happy if you loose it to me. I think you’ll regret it.” he remarked to me with a sigh.

“I won’t. I promise. I like you a lot Iz. I wouldn’t want to do it with anyone else.” I murmured looking into his eyes with a hopeful gaze.

“Take these off.” he whispered tugging at my tiny shorts.

“Are you crazy. What if Duff sees!” I panicked.

“He won’t Maddy. Just do what I say.” He casually shrugged as if he understood what he was doing.

I slowly peeled off my shorts making sure they pooled around my ankles just incase Duff wanted to look back but Izzy yanked them off my ankles.

He parted my thighs so that one of them was resting in between his thighs and the other was spread wide open.

He dipped his fingers into his mouth to wet them and reached down inside my underwear, running his wet fingers up and down my pussy before coming to my clit and rubbing it quickly and harshly in circles

"Izzy." I gasped involuntarily, bucking my hips against his fingers. I gazed up at him with lust-filled eyes and kissed him messy with my tongue, doing my best to leave a spit trail when I pulled back to look down at where he was touching me.

“You like that?" he muttered, leaning in closer to feel every jerk my body made in response to his finger movements.

“Maddy?” he asked.

“Y-Yes. I love it Izzy.” I moaned

“Maddy!”

“What Izzy. What’s wrong?” I asked looking up at him through my lashes.

“Maddy! Are you okay!” Izzy asked shaking my body to wake me up.

I jerked upwards crashing into Izzy’s forehead.

“Owww.” I hissed.

“Fuck. I was just trying to wake you up. You fell asleep out of nowhere so I got worried.” he groaned rubbing his forehead where I had hit.

“Sorry.” I apologized reaching out to help him but he rejected my hand and scooting back to where he was sitting.

Duff was still listening to his punk music with the radio blasting but there was nothing blocking his view of us?

Did I just hallucinate Izzy finger fucking me in the backseat just now?

I looked at him a little too hard earning a weird look from him which caused me to look away.

He was still ignoring me like he was when I came out to the kitchen in the morning.

I let out a frustrated sigh and scooted away from him and towards the window.

It wasn’t fair how he was treating me even though I was literally giving myself to him.

And it wasn’t even in a sexual way for me. It was more the fact that I finally found a man I felt safe with that I could trust with my body.

I guess he wanted something different.

hey guys i’m starting a new series about 80’s rockstar izzy stradlin & axl rose…hope u guys like it :))<33

original characters : maddy mckagan

i do not own any other characters!!!

summary 🎀 : Maddy Mckagan, a young woman, has an older brother named Duff, who is a member of the rock band Guns N' Roses. When Maddy is finally old enough to visit her brother in Los Angeles and discover the Sunset Strip, she develops feelings for Izzy Stradlin, one of Duff's best friends and band mates who is considered off-limits, but what happens when the lead singer, Axl Rose, falls for Maddy as well, causing her to become embroiled in a tug of war between the two rockstars?

Maddy P.O.V

"PLEASE!" I yelled tugging at my mother's cashmere scarf and pleading with her to let me go with my older brother Duff to L.A.

"Absolutely not young lady. There is no place for a young lady as yourself in a place like the Sunset Strip." she scoffed making a disgusted expression.

"Are you aware of what goes down on that god forsaken street full of egos driven by the devil." she sang going on and on about how dangerous they were and how the band KISS was all but a satanic cult.

"You're letting Duff go!" I whined on the brink of tears.

"That's because he is a grown man who is more than capable of taking care of himself rather than a 16 year old child as yourself."

"But mom-

"End of discussion Maddy. Enough!" my mother shouted slamming her hands on the island counter before trudging herself back into her room.

"URGHHH." I screamed running back up to my room and slamming the door shut.

I hate this.

I cannot believe my mother let Duff go by road to discover L.A and I have to be stuck in boring old Seattle.

1 year later (summer)

Don't ask me how I did it.

I single handedly convinced my mother to let me spend the summer in L.A with Duff since I was turning 17 soon.

Well not really single handedly because I might have made a few calls to Duff.

And a few days later I was staying with my brother in his lavishly renovated apartment he bought with his newfound fame as Duff Mckagan of Guns N' Roses.

"Duffy. This apartment is so rad. Mom would freak if she ever saw this." I exclaimed looking around the place which was covered in Duff's records from his band.

"Yeah I know." my brother grinned looking around at the larger than life living room.

"So when are your friends coming back to hang?" I asked suddenly more curious about the group of young men whom my brother considered band mates as well as best friends.

"Not sure."

"Izzy might come here to crash while he gets sorted out about his own place." he said while smoking a joint and washing it down with a Jack Daniel's.

"Mom would literally kill you if she ever saw what you and your friends do together." I sighed staring at my brothers hands which were occupied with my mothers worst enemy.

"Don't tell me what to do Maddy. You're like a child telling a grown adult what to do.”

“I'm four years older than you.. don't forget that."

"And don't act like such a prude when my friends are around. It fucking kills the mood."

"I love you but loosen up a bit." he smiled giving me a kiss on the forehead before retreating back to his room for the night.

I scoffed.

I was the complete opposite of my brother. Whereas he was the extrovert outgoing one.

And I was the quiet and reserved one.

But not on purpose. I just didn’t know how to make friends as easily as Duff did.

He always had the girls going crazy and he never had a problem fitting in with the cool crowd.

"Maddy can you get the door please. For gods sake." my brother yelled snapping me out of my thoughts.

"ALRIGHT." I yelled making a dash for the door not even bothering to think twice before opening it.

"Oh hey. Is your brother around?" Izzy asked.

Izzy

Izzy was one of my brothers band mates and also one of my biggest fucking crushes ever since I had met Guns N' Roses.

He had a natural charisma about him that made me very attracted to him.

"Duff. Izzy's here to see you." I said to my brother who was busy getting crossfaded in his room.

"Coming!" he slurred.

"You can come in." I smiled nervously.

"Nah it's okay. I can't stay for too long." he told me, briefly scanning over my half exposed pajama set.

“Oh s-sorry. I didn’t know Duff would have company.” I apologized pulling my shirt down to cover my wedgie in the front and back….

"I don't mind." he smirked taking another sneaky glance before nodding at Duff who finally arrived stumbling out of the room.

"Maddy you're barely wearing any clothes. Get inside." he grunted shoving me towards my room.

I happily obliged unable to face Izzy any longer with my attire or with my face which was definitely as red as a tomato by now.

I closed the door behind me and couldn't wipe the big dumb grin off my face.

Izzy was going to be the best part of this whole trip. I just knew it.