╔═══════════════╗Prologue I
❝ Fix The Itch ❞╚═══════════════╝
Stretching her arms above her head with a groan Nico awoke from her slumber, or lack thereof. After laying half awake and trying to relive through the previous dream she had , she peeled her eyes open to her familiar surroundings, squinting from the morning rays that poked through her curtains. The calming sound of birds chirping was enough to bring her some serotonin, deciding it was finally time get out of her wrinkled silk sheets and move along from her thoughts.
Walking into her too big of a bathroom she stopped at the sinks staring into the mirror at her reflection thinking, what the fuck. Running her nimble fingers over her eye bags and through her knotted hair, groaning at her appearance and deciding on taking a quick shower. After brushing through her freshly cleaned locks and doing minimal skincare, her feet padded over to her closet trying to figure what to wear for the day. Finally choosing a pair of underwear, low waisted baggy jeans, and a spaghetti strapped copped pink tank, feeling no problem with her nipples peeking through, deciding this was just fine.
Walking through her empty house she let her thoughts consume her, feeling like today was already gonna be too much for her, she made it into the kitchen looking for her holy grail, a pack of cigarettes.
"Fucking hell" she mumbled continuing to search through each drawer and any counter space she had downstairs. Concluding that Nico was officially out of her cancer sticks, she walked to her foyer to slip on her favorite pair of white, 2 inch heeled mules.
While grabbing her keys Nico heard the nagging sound of the telephone ringing, sighing as she made into the kitchen to pick up phone . "Hey sexy lady!" the lovely voice of Cindy Crawford going through line, causing a grin to make it's way on Nicos face. "Hi bitch, may I ask why the fuck you are so perky..." Nico said looking back at the clock to check the time "at 9 in the morning?"
Hearing a groan and most definitely sensing an eye roll from Cindy "because Nicolette, the average person is usually up by now going on about there day" said Cindy.
Nico chuckled at Cindy's attempt to lecture her and sighed choosing to get straight to the point, "Well why did you call? You never do unless someone overdosed or you really need something" said Nico.
Cindy snorting out a laugh on the other line going with the latter "You are correct! No, no one overdosed, and yes I need something from you" Cindy said.
Nico stood there contemplating if she should ask what or just shut it down, but choosing the nice option knowing her best friend never asked for much. "Yeah sure. As long as it's doesn't have to do with a nude shoot or committing a murder for you" Nico said in a teasing tone while messing with her keys.
"Nope not a murder" said Cindy with a nervous chuckle.
Sensing a but after that Nico sat and waited for her to continue.
"Butttt I do need you to do this shoot with me. It's not fully nude and if it is, you don't have to show your boobies, I would never do that either" Cindy said.
Hearing nothing on Nicolettes line but keys jingling Cindy sighed thinking of a way to convince her. "Just hear me out, it's with Sport magazine, probably just a skimpy bikini shoot, and we'll be doing it together" Cindy said in a perky tone trying to sound convincing.
"I don't know Cinds, are you sure about this? I mean I only work with my core brands. I'd have to go in and talk to my manager about this " said Nico slightly unsure.
"C'mon babes, I'll buy you the new Chanel boots you've been eyeing forever" said Cindy trying to think of a way to get her on board.
They normally don't do shoots together but when she got offered to pick a fellow model, she obviously chose Nicolette knowing how good she was. Plus this would give them even more exposure, not that either of them really needed it.
"Okay, okay fine! I'll do it. But I need to go because I'm tired and I'm out of cigs" said Nico, ready to leave and have a smoke.
Hearing a high pitched screech on the other line then Cindy's voice, "Yay! Okay perfect! I'll come over tonight popcorn lungs. Love you bye babes!"
Nico laughed loudly at her insult and said "Love you more crazy lady! Bye bye." After hearing the line go dead Nico grabbed her bag and headed into the garage unlocking her prized possession, a black 1986 Aston Martin V8 Vantage Volante.
Backing out and heading down the road, singing the sweet tune of Vienna by Billy Joel, desperate to have a cigarette in her mouth to fix the itch.
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𝔐𝔞𝔯𝔩𝔟𝔬𝔯𝔬 ℜ𝔢𝔡𝔰 // Slash Fic
FanfictionShe was lonely. He was lost. In a world of money, fame, and poison, they found solitude within each other... Over a pack of cigarettes.