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You threw back your second sex on the beach, throat burning with pleasure as you chugged it in one go. The glass clattered on the bar, a soft growl escaping your throat. Rage coursed through you, but you knew better than to drink anymore. If you did, you’d likely end up doing something you might regret. Like slash your ex’s tires. Or maybe murder his brother. Who the fuck knew? You were a vengeful drunk. Especially when your boyfriend of four years cheats on you in your own bed.

You checked the time on your phone. It was only 11:00. You snarled and locked your phone a little more aggressively than you probably needed to, but you were pissed.

And righteously so! He had the fucking balls to cheat on you with that whore coworker of yours! Ugh, you knew the one— who always wore tiny skirts, open blouses, and was sleeping her way to the top of the company.

It didn’t matter that she didn’t do shit. Nah, it wasn’t your work she piggybacked off of— oh, wait! It was! Fucking bitch.

You didn’t realize you’d started muttering to yourself until the bartender gingerly slid you a basket of fries. Yeah, you should probably eat something. The alcohol was getting to your brain way too fucking quickly for your liking.

Your attention caught on a tall, muscular shape throwing darts at the wall. He seemed familiar but you couldn’t tell where you knew him from. Whatever. You were in Los Angeles, famous people were a dime of dozen here.

You turned back to your French fries, seething with silent rage.

It wasn’t until you’d finished about half the fries when you noticed the man watching you from the corner of your eye. You swiveled to observe him properly, your eyes threatening to water. Your gaze caught on a very, very attractive man— possibly in his mid—twenties, maybe thirties at the absolute least. Your gaze traveled over his face slowly, as though you were memorizing his features. His eyes were light and intelligent, and his mouth was quirked up slightly in a half-smile. A 5’o’clock shadow dusted his chin, but it did nothing to dampen the stunning beauty and elegance of his face. He wore a red flannel with a leather jacket over it, and you could catch the slight scent of shoe polish mixed with something sweet—- honeysuckle?

You were pulled form your open observation of him when he cleared his throat to speak.

“You okay, there, honey?

You blinked. Did MGK just call you honey?

He waited expectantly for you to answer, leaning closer as he did.

“Umm—not really, but I don’t think that’s any of your business, Colson.” You crunched a fry without breaking eye contact. “What is a big shot like you doing in a dive like this?”

He looked slightly taken aback, but he recovered quickly.

“Hmm—I guess I like to get away from it all sometimes. Life is pretty exhausting nowadays.” He sighed, seeming to forget who he was talking to for a second. “I kinda wish I could disappear for a while, but too many people know who I am.”

You rolled your eyes despite yourself.

“Oh, please. Do you know how many people would kill to be you for a day?” You snickered and added to yourself, “or to do you for a day...”

His interest in you was once again piqued. Colson eyed you curiously, with a knowing smirk.

“Can I count you among all of those thirsty fan girls, honey?”

Your posture shot upright as you frantically glared at him.

“What are you talking about?”

“I’m talking about you, me, and lovers peak.” He purred. Colson was somehow much closer than you remembered him being mere moments before, his knee brushing your thigh softly from where he perched his barstool.

Okay. Your heart rate was going way too fast for you to be comfortable in that moment. You tried to laugh it off, though it came out as a nervous warble more than anything else.

“What, is this some kind of joke? You’re Colson Baker, the sex icon of my entire generation. And I’m a nobody.”

You tried to keep the hurt out of your voice, but it pierced through beneath your words like a shiv.

Colson’s face fell. He wasn’t smirking anymore. He felt the pain in your words as your eyes threatened to spill over with sadness. Wordlessly, he pulled you into his chest as you began silently sobbing. It hurt more than you wanted to admit. Your ex was a lying sack of shit and you didn’t know how to cope with that information. You’d lived with the guy for three years, dated him for four— he had, arguably, been your first requited love. Apparently, though, that statement didn’t ring true anymore.

It was with this revelation that you utterly broke down, letting yourself be held for the first time in who knew how long. Colson hushed you softly, humming in his sweet baritone a song that was only for you.

When your tears began to dry, you recognized just how close you were crushed to his chest. His very toned chest. The chest whose heartbeat was increasing, possibly from the same revelation; your breasts were in fact pressed into his abdomen, your arms wrapped around his waist. You coughed and began to right yourself, pulling back with flushed cheeks.

“I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to unload on you. My boyfriend of four years cheated on me, so I’m not quite myself.”

His spine stiffened and his lips pressed into a thin line. Interesting. Colson glared at a spot on the bar as though it was to blame.

“I’m so sorry.” His hand absently stroked the back of yours, warming it with his own. “For the record, if he was stupid enough to do that, he didn’t deserve you anyway.”

You rolled your eyes. You wanted to laugh.

“Colson, you don’t even know me!” You snickered. “Goddamn, I’ve gotta be in some sort of stupid anime subplot. Don’t you have a concert to play or a girl to woo?”

His face fell only for a second before a thought made his eyes flicker with mischief.

“What if I do?” He raises his eyebrows. “Maybe you’re the girl to woo.”

Your laughter died in your throat and you swallowed hard.

He wasn’t joking.

His eyes were hungry and his hand gently squeezed your own.

He really wasn’t playing around.

“Wh...why?”

He grinned, flashing his pristinely white teeth in the dim light of the bar.

“I dunno. It might further the plot.” He winked at you impishly.

Fuck. Okay, you were hella in trouble.

You ground your thighs together in a sudden desperation, your eyelids fluttering as his hands held your own and began to trace themselves over your wrists in feather-light movements. It really shouldn’t have done anything at all, but the feeling of his calluses fingers on the sensitive skin of your inner forearm was definitely feeling like it should be obscene.

“You gonna take me up on my offer?” Colson purred.

Well.... fuck. How could you say no?

“I mean...” you forced your voice to be even-keeled. “It’s still pretty early. Maybe I will.”

He let out of soft laugh before sweeping you into the bathroom before you could blink. His lips were on your neck, gracing sinful trails of bliss across your nerves and dancing with your flesh. At your quizzical glance, he only chuckled deeply.

“I couldn’t wait that long, honey”

Any protest you might’ve had was drowned out by the moan that escaped your lips when his mouth pressed to your throat. Colson made quick work of your clothes and began worshipping your curves. His hands cupped your breasts reverently, lips ghosting over your skin and sending goosebumps flying over you. He sucked on your nipple and you had to bite your tongue to keep yourself from outright screaming.

He licked your breast once before popping back up to give you an evil smile.

“You don’t have to hold back. I don’t care who hears us. There’s no paparazzi here..” Even as he spoke, he trailed his mouth over your skin. Leaving his breath rushing across the skin beneath your ear, his hands sliding into your hair.

With an irritated mewl, you pushed him away for a second.

“No fair.” He chided.

“Uh-Uh. You. Naked. Now.”

Realization dawned on him as he quickly reassumed his sly expression.

“Mm. Whatever you say, honey.”

His clothing hit the floor and you were on him, your hands roving over the hard, chiseled planes of his body with reckless abandon. He smirked down at your tenacity, your enthusiasm as you kissed his body with a devotion that equaled his.

“Enjoying yourself, huh?”

You snorted and bit his collarbone.

“Please. This has been my fantasy since I was a teenager. Don’t at me.”

With an aggressive little groan, you nibbled at his earlobe, earning a sharp breath from him. He laughed softly at your sudden vigor.

“Mm. Be mean to me, honey.”

Now it was your turn to snicker.

“Goddamn it, Kells...”

He looked at you innocently.

“I didn’t do anything. Not one little thing.”

His fingers slipped between your legs, completely invalidating his statement. You keened under his touch, his lips capturing yours and warring for dominance.

You groaned. God, it had been so long since someone had touched you like this.

“Fuck me, Kells.” You pleaded. “For the love of God, fuck me black and blue.”

“Ugh, fuck yes.” He breathed

With a sudden burst of energy he lifted your leg and began running his length across your slit, feeling the wetness af the apex of your thighs.

“Damn, honey, how long has it been since someone’s loved you like this? You’re so fucking wet..”

His rhetorical question didn’t earn the biting sarcasm he’d expected, so Colson made the executive decision to ensure that this would be a night you’d never forget.

He sucked on your breasts one more time before cupping the backs of your legs and lifting you onto him with a grunt. With your breath sufficiently knocked out of your lungs, you managed an approving whimper before he began to move. Colson’s hips rocked back and forth with a practiced ease, his rhythm steady and heart-poundingly delicious.

His hand dropped to where you were joined and he began playing with your clit in sync with his thrusts, a decision that made you bite his shoulder to keep from screaming outright.

Goddamn, this boy knew how to move.

You tightened your thighs around his waist, locking him inside you as you felt your heart beat as one, suspended in the moment, ecstatic in the feeling of one another.

Not one to rest for long, Colson snickered and unlocked your legs with a quick buck of his hips. Fingertips dug into your waist as he gripped you roughly, rutting into you like his life depended on it. Your throat ached as you let out a guttural groan, your first orgasm leaving your legs quaking. Sensing your release, Colson slowed his pace as he worked you through it, his lips soft as his tongue danced with yours.

“Fuck.” You muttered.

He let out of breathy laugh.

“My sentiments exactly.” He pressed feathery kisses to your neck and face, letting his guard down for the first time in months. “I wouldn’t mind if this became a regular thing... we fit together so well.

Your face flushed and you met his eyes, curious.

“Wait, really?”

Colson nodded, biting his lip as he did so.

“I like you a lot—- not just because of the sex, but you’re also just... I don’t know. I’m drawn to you.”

You held back a snort, totally ruining his cute little moment of sincerity.

“Yep, this is straight up some anime shit.”

He glared at you, but his smile betrayed him.

He pulled you close, his chest pressing to yours, as he simply breathed with you in the near-total darkness.

“So you’re coming back to my place, right?”

His smirk made your heart jump with the possibilities that it held.

“Absofuckinglutely.”

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The Dirt Part 2

The filming process continued for several weeks, and I made sure to visit the set as often as I could. Watching Colson transform into Tommy was a surreal experience, but it was also incredibly rewarding. I saw how much time and effort he put into preparing for the role, from reading Tommy’s memoirs to studying his mannerisms and speech patterns.

One day, as Colson and I were walking to grab some lunch on set, he turned to me and said, “You know, playing Tommy has made me realize how much of a rockstar he really is.”

“What do you mean?” I asked, intrigued.

“I mean, I always knew he was a talented musician and a bit of a wild man.” Colson said. “But getting into his head and understanding his life story has given me a newfound respect for him. He’s been through so much, and he’s still standing. That’s pretty rock and roll if you ask me.” 

I smiled, feeling a surge of pride in both Colson and Tommy. It was amazing to see the two of them working together to bring Tommy’s story to life in a way that was honest and authentic.

As the filming process wrapped up and the movie went into post-production, Colson and I spend a lot of time talking about the experience. He shared with me how much he had learned from playing Tommy, and how it had given him a deeper appreciation for music and the role it plays in people’s lives.

“I just hope that when people see this movie, they can see the human side of Tommy and understand what he went through.” Colson said. “He’s not just a crazy rockstar; he’s a real person with real struggles.”

I nodded, knowing that Colson had done an incredible job of bringing that humanity to the screen. And as we left the set that final day, I couldn’t help but feel grateful for the experience of watching my boyfriend play my uncle in a movie that would forever change the way people saw him.

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The Dirt

As I walked onto the set of the new biopic about Motley Crue, I couldn’t help but feel a mix of excitement and nervousness. Not only was I going to be able to see my boyfriend Colson Baker, but I was also going to see him play my uncle Tommy Lee.

Colson and I had been dating for a few months now, and things were going great. He had met Tommy a few times before, and he had always been supportive of our relationship, but seeing Colson bring him to life on the big screen was a whole new experience.

As I walked onto the set, I saw Colson sitting in a chair, deep in conversation with Tommy. They were discussing the nuances of Tommy’s personality and how Colson could capture his essence on camera. I smiled as I watched them, knowing that Colson was taking the role seriously and that Tommy was excited to see his story come to life.

“Hey, you!” Colson called out as he saw me approach. He got up from his chair and wrapped his arms around me, giving me a kiss. “You ready to see me play your uncle?” 

“I can’t wait.” I replied, feeling my excitement build. “I know you’re going to do him justice. 

Colson smiled and led me to a seat where we could watch the filming, As we watched, I saw him transform into Tommy. He had dyed his hair black and wore the same type of clothes that Tommy was known for - tight jeans, leather jackets, and bandanas. But it wasn’t just his appearance that had changed; his mannerisms and the way he spoke were completely different too. 

As I watched Colson on screen, I couldn’t help but feel proud. He was doing an amazing job, and I knew that Tommy would be impressed too. As the day went on, I watched Colson film scene after scene, each one more impressive than the last. 

Finally, when the day was over, Colson came over to me and gave me a hug. “What do you think?” He asked, a little bit of nervousness creeping into his voice.

“I think you were amazing.” I replied, a huge smile on my face. “Tommy would be so proud.”

Colson grinned, relief washing over him. “Thanks.” He said. “I wanted to do him justice.”

“You definitely did.” I replied, giving him another kiss. “I can’t wait to see the finished product. 

As we walked off the set hand in hand. I knew that this was just the beginning for Colson. He had proven himself as an actor, and I couldn’t wait to see where his talent would take him next. But for now, I was just happy to be by his side, watching him bring one of our family’s most iconic figures to life.

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Double Life? Part 3

As the night went on, you and Colson hung out backstage, reminiscing about old times and talking about your dreams for the future.

You couldn’t help but feel a sense of admiration for Colson. He had worked so hard to get to where he was, and yet he remained humble and grateful for every opportunity that came his way. 

As the night drew to a close, Colson walked you out to your car.

“I have a confession to make.” He said, looking nervous.

“What is it?” You asked, feeling a twinge of anxiety. 

“I know this might sound crazy, but... I have feelings for you.”

You were taken aback by his confession. You had always thought of Colson as just a friend, but now you found yourself looking at him in a different light.

“I don’t know what to say.” You replied honestly. 

“I know it’s probably a lot to process.” Colson said. “But I just wanted you to know how I feel.”

You thanked Colson for his honesty and drove home, feeling a mixture of confusion and excitement.

Over the next few weeks, you found yourself thinking about Colson more and more. You couldn’t deny that there was a spark between the two of you, but you were hesitant to ruin your friendship.

One day Colson asked you to come to his studio to listen to some new music that he had been working on.

As you listened to the tracks, you found yourself feeling more and more drawn to Colson. You loved his passion for music, and you admired the way he poured his heart and soul into every song.

Suddenly, Colson turned to you and took your hand,

“I know we’ve been friends for a long time.” He said. “But I can’t deny how I feel about you. Will you give me a chance?” 

You looked into Colson’s eyes, feeling a sense of nervousness and excitement.

“I don’t want to ruin our friendship.” you said hesitantly. 

“I promise I’ll do everything I can to make sure we stay friends no matter what happens.” Colson replied. “But I have to know if there’s something more between us.”

You thought about Colson’s words, weighing the risks and rewards of taking a chance on love.

Finally, you took a deep breath and made your decision.

“I’ll give you a chance,” You said, feeling a rush of excitement and anticipation.

And as Colson leaned in to kiss you, you knew that no matter what the future held, you had made the right choice. 

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Double Life? Part 2

As time passed, Colson’s music career continued to skyrocket. He went on tour around the world, won awards, and collaborated with other famous artists.

Despite his success, Colson never forgot where he came from. He would often talk about how grateful he was for his friends and family who supported him from the beginning.

One day, Colson invited you to a special show in your hometown. He said it was going to be a surprise, and you couldn’t wait to find out what it was.

When you arrived at the venue, you were surprised to see that it was the same club where Colson had played his first shows as Machine Gun Kelly. 

The room was packed with fans, but Colson led you to a VIP area where you could watch the show without being crowded. 

As Colson took the stage, you felt a rush of excitement. You had seen him perform so many times, but there was something special about this show.

Colson played all of his hits, but he also played some of his older, lesser-known songs. He talked about his journey to becoming a rockstar and how he couldn’t have done it without his friends and family. 

And then, in the middle of the show, Colson called you up on stage.

You were shocked and nervous as you walked up to the microphone. Colson put his arm around you and spoke to the crowd.

“I want to introduce you to someone who has been with me from the beginning. She’s my best friend, and I couldn’t have done any of this without her.”

The crowd cheered as Colson handed you a guitar. You had never played in front of an audience before, but Colson had faith in you.

Together, you played one of Colson’s older songs. The crowd sang along, and you felt a sense of joy and excitement that you had never experienced before.

After the show, Colson hugged you tightly.

“I couldn’t have done this without you.” He said. “You’re my best friend, and I love you.” 

You knew that no matter what happened in Colson’s career, your friendship would always be strong. And you felt grateful for the bond that you shared with him, both as a friend and as a fellow music lover.

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Double Life? Part 1

You’ve been friends with Colson for as long as you could remember. You grew up in the same neighborhood and went to the same schools. You both shared a love for music and would often spend hours talking about your favorite bands and artists.

One day, Colson invited you to come to one of his shows. He had been playing in local clubs for a while, but this was his biggest gig yet. You were excited for him and couldn’t wait to see him perform.

When you arrived at the venue, you were surprised to see a line of fans waiting to get in. You didn’t realize that Colson had become so popular.

You went backstage to say hello to Colson before the show. You knocked on his dressing room door, but there was no answer. You thought maybe he was busy getting ready, so you decided to sneak in.

When you walked in, you were surprised to see a group of people dressed in all back, wearing makeup and tattoos. They looked like they belonged in a rock band, not in Colson’s dressing room. 

You felt a hand on your shoulder, and you turned around to see Colson standing behind you, wearing the same black clothes and makeup as his bandmates.

“Hey, what are you doing here?” He asked.

“I was looking for you,” You said, still shocked by his appearance.

Colson smiled and took your hand, leading you to a corner of the room where you could talk privately.

“Listen, I know this looks weird.” He said, “But I have a confession to make.”

He explained that he had been living a double life as a rock star. He had been playing shows under the name Machine Gun Kelly and had built a huge fanbase. He loved the music and the fans, but he didn’t want to lose his connection to you and his old life. 

“I didn’t want to tell you because I didn’t want you to think that I was different.” He said.

You couldn’t believe what you were hearing. Colson, your best friend, was Machine Gun Kelly, one of the most popular rockstars in the world.

But as you thought about it more, you realized that it made sense. Colson had always been a rebel, and his love for music was obvious. You were proud of him for following his dreams and succeeding. 

From that day on, you continued to support Colson in his music career. You went to all of his shows, helped him write songs, and even got a tattoo to match his.

And through it all, you remained best friends, supporting each other no matter what. You knew that no matter how famous Colson became, he would always be the same person to you - your loyal and loving best friend.

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Collaboration with Colson

You sat nervously in the waiting room of the recording studio, fidgeting with your phone and trying to calm your racing thoughts. You couldn’t believe that you were about to meet Colson Baker, also known as Machine Gun Kelly, for a collaboration. It had been your dream for years, ever since you first heard his music.

Suddenly, the door opened, and Colson stepped out, flanked by his team. He looked up and spotted you, giving you a warm smile as he approached.

“Hey, I’m Colson. It’s great to meet you.” He said, extending his hand.

You stood up and shook it, feeling a surge of excitement. “Hi. I’m (your name). The pleasure is all mine.”

Colson gestured towards the recording booth. “Let’s get started. I’m excited to see what we can create together.”

As the two of you entered the booth, you felt a wave of nerves wash over you. You had prepared for weeks, writing lyrics and melodies, but now that you were here, you weren’t sure if you were ready.

Colson must have sensed your apprehension, because he turned to you and said, “Hey, don’t worry. We got this. We’re going to make something amazing.”

You nodded, feeling reassured. You admired Colson’s confidence and energy, and you knew that he was the perfect partner for this project.

The two of you spend the next several hours working on the track, brainstorming ideas, and fine-tuning the details. Colson’s creativity was infectious, and you found yourself getting lost in the music. You experimented with different sounds and beats, combining your own unique style with Colson’s signature rap and rock fusion.

As the session went on, you began to feel more and more comfortable, and before long, you were in the zone. You and Colson were bouncing ideas off each other, building on each other’s strengths, and creating something truly special. 

Hours flew by in a blur, and before you knew it, the sun was starting to set. Colson looked up from the mixing board and turned to you with a grin.

“This is fire, (your name). We’re going to make something that people are going to remember for years.”  

You felt a surge of pride and gratitude. You couldn’t believe that you had just spent the day working with one of the biggest names in the music industry, and that the two of you had created something truly amazing together.

As the session came to an end, Colson and his team gathered around you, offering congratulations and high-fives. You felt like you were on top of the world.

“Thank you so much, Colson,” You said, still buzzing from the experience. “This was a dream come true for me.”

Colson smiled and clapped you on the shoulder. “Nah, thank you. You’re a real talent (your name). We’re going to have to do this again sometime.”

You grinned back, feeling like you had just made a lifelong friend. “I would love that.”

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