The smell of maple and toast filled my senses as my eyes fluttered. I rubbed my face and rolled over, stretching out my legs with a big yawn. The sun shined through the curtains and casted a prism on the carpet. I lifted my head up and looked at the clock. Eleven-forty?! I quickly jumped out of bed, putting my pants on and throwing my blouse and jacket over my arm. As I walked out of the room, I saw a shirtless Nikki preparing breakfast in the kitchen in black ripped jeans. He turned around to look at me with a big smile.
"Good morning sleeping beauty! What's the big rush? I made us something to eat." Nikki put a plate of food down. "Here, have a seat. I know it's not the best, but eat up." he said. Honestly, how considerate? And for a rock star? I threw my belongings on the couch and noticed a pillow and blanket. He had slept on the couch all night and left his bed for me? I went over to the breakfast counter, sat down on the stool and reached for a bite of toast.
"You're just making me like you more." I said with a grin.
Nikki smiled. "Well, It's my job to make sure I treat you right." he said with a bite of food in his mouth. "I also promised Doc so..."
Nikki downed his glass of milk. Oh, right...Doc. I thought. I recalled the conversation from last night. Nikki had already been in my pants, and it hadn't even been even 24 hours since I met him in the dressing room. Was I just letting him take advantage of me? I mean, he did satisfy me last night, not himself, right? Hmph.
After chatting for a bit, I finished up my breakfast and Nikki and cleaned the dishes at the sink together. He picked up a handful of suds and put it on his nose, making a silly face at me. I giggled.
"I love hearing you laugh." he said, softly. Once the dishes were done, I grabbed my things. Nikki jumped up.
"Do you want me to take you home? Call you a cab?" he asked.
"Yeah, uhm, don't worry, I'll take the bus. You should get all cleaned up for your interview tonight." I said, walking towards the door. Nikki grabbed my shoulder and turned me around. He was looking in my eyes.
"When can I see you again?" he asked with some desperation in his voice.
"I'll be at the next show this coming weekend. I'll make sure to find you!" I replied, promising. He looked at me with such puppy dog eyes. How could I resist that lovable face?
I grabbed him by his head and gave him a big smooch right between his eyes. I headed out the door.
"Wait!" he said. I spun around abruptly, walking down the steps. He reached over the railing ledge, picking off a rose bud from a bush. He trotted down the stairs to me, brushing my hair behind my ear before placing the red rose in my hair.
"A beautiful rose for a beautiful rose." he smirked.
He leaned over and kissed me three times before running back up the stairs. I just smiled at him. I felt like a schoolgirl with a big, fat crush. I walked to the nearest bus stop and caught a ride home. Maybe these feelings were something more?
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Heartstrings and Sixx-Strings
FanfictionKassie, a small-town girl from Illinois, makes her way to work for one of Hollywood's biggest bands, Mötley Crüe. During an unexpected evening, Kassidy finds herself feeling some type of way for Mötley Crüe's legendary bassist, Nikki Sixx. The two b...
