𝗠𝗼̈𝘁𝗹𝗲𝘆 𝗖𝗿𝘂̈𝗲 𝗜𝗺𝗮𝗴𝗶𝗻𝗲𝘀 🤍

❤️ 𝗪𝗶𝗻𝗱𝗼𝘄 𝗥𝗼𝗺𝗮𝗻𝗰𝗲 {𝗡𝗶𝗸𝗸𝗶 𝗦𝗶𝘅𝘅} (𝗣𝘁.2)

This part two was a request from the original requester EightiesxPlaymate, so thank you! Enjoy it! I hope this is good enough :)

I'd recommend reading the first part first, if you don't like the smut in the first part then just scroll through it, it'd help you understand the plot of this part.

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Nikki's POV, 1989

Yesterday was probably the best day of my life so far, I'd fucked the most wanted woman in the entire United States of America and bagged myself a date with her- I felt like I was on top of the world.

For the entirety of today I'd been freaking out about making a good impression on Y/N, I really wanted her to trust me, I didn't want to lose the way she makes me feel.

When I'd arrived at Y/N's house I wasn't as pathetic as much as I thought I would be, I mean at least I could actually form words this time, it was a vast improvement.

When the door opened and Y/N was stood there in the most beautiful blue dress I'd ever seen I almost lost all ability to function though I clawed it back last minute enough to talk, she allowed me in and almost immediately we were sat down for dinner, Y/N had cooked us some kick ass chicken pasta like damn that shit was good.

She was a good cook, I wouldn't mind having her cook for me more often.

While we ate we chatted about our careers both talking about the ups and downs of fame as well as taking the piss out of each other, I took the piss out for a few photoshoots I'd seen her in over the years and she took the piss out of my look for the 'Theatre of Pain' era- neither of us took offence as there was no offence intended.

It was a great dinner, the best I've had in a long time,  we kept glancing at one another throughout the dinner admiring the other, there was a slight sexual tension between us that I picked up on whether she noticed it or not I wasn't sure so I didn't verbalise what I was sensing.

When we'd finished eating I offered to take the plates and glasses and clean them up because I could be a gentleman at times believe it or not, Y/N looked mildly surprised but didn't protest against me washing up, Y/N eventually did follow me into the kitchen and watch me which I wasn't at all complaining about.

It only took me five minutes or so to finish the washing up and to put the plates, glasses and cutlery away, walking back into the living room taking Y/N with me- we sat down on the couch and get into another conversation, I spoke about the band and the album we're releasing next month, as I bring the conversation to an end Y/N speaks up and continues the conversation "Can I just ask how are the other guys? How's Vince?"

My eyes wonder to her suspicious as to why she named Vince... why name Vince? "They're fine, great actually but... why single Vince out?"

Y/N chuckled "Believe it or not I used to know him- we were friends in elementary school, we remained friends until the late '70's but then we just kinda got caught up in life... I saw him again a few years ago and we spent a night catching up"

"He never mentioned that you two knew each other. Did-... did you ever sleep with him?" I asked getting unspeakably jealous of Vince for some reason even though she hadn't even said she had slept with Vinnie- I asked this question because I knew Vince and although Vince wasn't as infatuated with Y/N as I was, he did find her attractive and there was always something in the way he spoke about her... I guess that's because he knew her. That sly bastard.