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The next morning I had woken up beside Nikki who was curled under his bed covers, bearing an resemblance of a toddler, which I had found adorable at first. But then I realized that Nikki would most likely wake up exactly like one, especially after his partying habits the night before. So I am then quick to get up from bed to grab a cold water bottle from the mini fridge, and two blue Advil's from my purse. As I set the items down together onto his bedside, I quickly make my way to the bathroom, in order to clean myself off.
Once dirt-freed and ready for the day, I stroll out of the steamy warm bathroom, with a white hotel towel tightly secured around my body. As soon as I bend down to my suitcase, I heard a low groan from the bed, indicating that Nikki had just woken up from his slumber. "Pain relievers are on your bedside." I comment while picking out an quick outfit from my suitcase.
As soon as heard shuffling of the sheets, I turn to see Nikki begin to sit upright on the bed, before beginning to shove the medicine down his throat. I then took this moment to hurriedly change into my new set of clothing, which unfortunately didn't go unnoticed by the rockstar in the room.
Nikki suddenly whistles at the sight in front of him, before slowly making his way towards me, who was currently putting pants on. "I love it when my girl takes care of me." He says seductively, making goosebumps immediately cover the back of my neck. As soon as I felt his hands caress my upper waist with his large hands, I quickly remove myself from him in a playful matter.
"Should you be this close to me? I don't know how contagious crabs are." I sarcastically joke making him roll his eyes. "You're mean." He says with a frown, while walking towards the hotel bathroom. I couldn't help but smile widely as I pull my shirt over my head.
"That's what you get for being a handful last night." I state while listening to him pee in the toilet. "What did I do, this time?" He asks from the bathroom, loud enough so I could hear his question. "I'm sure Doc will inform all of you once we get in the car." I tell the man, who which proceeds to take the longest piss in history.
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As Nikki and I arrive down to the car with our luggage's, we are met up with the rest of the crew, ready to drive to the airport for our next destination.
"Kayla!" Tommy says with excitement making me sternly eye the man, who was immediately taken off guard, from my avoidance towards him. "What? What did I do?" He asks obviously not remembering anything the night before, which I thought would end up happening.
"You almost decapitated my head off with a lamp, that you, oh' so desperately wanted to hit Doc with." I tell the lanky drummer, who's eyes widen in shock. "Oh shit." Vince says in amusement before slightly chuckling at the image playing out in his head. But this only allowed my uncle to hit the singer behind the head, making him flinch in fear.
"I'm so sorry, Kay—" Tommy begins to immediately apologize, until he was rudely interrupted. "You idiot, you could've killed her!" Nikki exclaims, clearly poses off at his band mate for being so reckless. "Oh—I wouldn't be talking Sixx, you were laughing your ass off at the whole scene!" Doc exclaims from behind Nikki and I, finally making an appearance. Nikki then furrowed his brows in confusion, not fully comprehending how he didn't protect Kayla when he was in that state.
"What? No—" he says clearly in denial, but Doc only interrupts the boy mid-sentence. "Yes, you did—And that's exactly why you'll now be limited on your alcohol & drug intake." Doc explains, causing the whole band to get pissed off. "No way!" Vince shouts angrily. "Come on!" Tommy exclaims clearly upset, but almost guilty that he brought this new rule. "Your all lucky, I don't take it completely away." Doc states while glaring at every single one of the band members.
"Nice going drummer." My uncle comments grumpily, before slowly entering the black tinted van. "I did?" Nikki asks me, once he finally turns to me. His whole facial expression just looked as if he had a hard time believing Doc, which was understandable.
"Yeah, you did." I say to the man who sighs in defeat. "I'm sorry Kay, I should've stepped in—Fuck, why didn't I?" He asks clearly angry with himself, making me grab his hand before he'd punch himself in his face.
"It's okay, you weren't all up there—Thats what the drugs do." I tell him before giving him a little kiss on his hand reassuringly. I did this to everyone I knew, as if it were my own sign of forgiveness.
I then quickly enter the car along with the other men, and sit beside Tommy who was staring out of the car window with knitted eyebrows. The man was unquestionably in a train of thought, and I knew exactly why. I knew Tommy hated the idea of even thinking of hurting or laying a finger on me, and how it reminded him of how the last tour ended. I could tell he looked gloomed up, as well with filled up with sullenness inside, and I didn't like that.
So in a quick motion, I grabbed his large & rough drummer hands in my own. This immediately made him look over at me in surprise, due to my touch. "Please don't hate yourself, it's okay, I'm not actually mad." I say sternly to the man, who frowns slightly at my comment, making me slightly vexed.
I wasn't annoyed because I found Tommy annoying, but because he kept putting himself down for his prior actions. I then almost immediately bring his hand to my lips, and place a little friendly peck on his hand, before laying his hand back gently onto his lap, again. This caused the drummer to breakout into a smile, while it only caused Nikki to grimace at the sight of the both of us.
Nikki knew that I didn't mean it to be a romantic gesture, but he couldn't help but feel a bit envious of it. I knew that he hated the idea of nobody being cognizant of our relationship, and aware that I only belonged to him. But Nikki and I both knew that as much as we both despised the situation, we had to come to the terms of what may come for the next upcoming months, until we get to proclaim our desire to be with one another...
