𝗠𝗼̈𝘁𝗹𝗲𝘆 𝗖𝗿𝘂̈𝗲 𝗜𝗺𝗮𝗴𝗶𝗻𝗲𝘀 🤍

^❤️ 𝗪𝗮𝘀𝘁𝗲 𝗢𝗳 𝗧𝗶𝗺𝗲 {𝗡𝗶𝗸𝗸𝗶 𝗦𝗶𝘅𝘅}

This imagine was requested by iL0v3NikkiSixx, and this was also requested with he/him pronouns hence the ^ symbol, this will be the symbol signalling a male character or reader from now on.

So, all you men reading this, hopefully this should make it a little easier for you to picture 😂

Enjoy :)

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Nikki's POV, 1979

Friends were never a priority for me, never in my entire life, I always preferred isolation, why? Because I thought nobody could ever understand me, nobody could ever understand my life.

I had friends, but they were just school mates, I didn't hang out with them at any other time apart from during classes and in breaks.

But then I met a boy in 6th Grade, a boy who changed that entirely, he had been new to the school and was put on my form class as well as my Math, English, History, Music and Science classes... at first I didn't talk to him, but then he approached me because he said that he thought I looked lonely.

I told him to go away and leave me alone but he didn't seem to care about my attitude and didn't give up, he persisted and persisted for an entire week to get me to talk... at first the persistence annoyed me but eventually I became impressed someone wanted to get to know me that badly and gave in.

The boy was called Y/N L/N, he was different and I was attracted to that... at first it was a friendly attraction but in the first couple of years of my teenage years I found myself looking at him in a different way... I started to develop feelings for him which were far from friendship and far from being innocent.

It took me a little while to accept that I was ever so slightly gay, but I have long since accepted my sexuality and accepted that I'd fallen in love with my best friend.

When I ran out on my mom and moved to L.A I asked Y/N to come with me, because there wasn't any chance I was leaving him behind so I managed to convince his parents to let him come with me, it took a few days of constant begging but eventually they gave in and we headed to Los Angeles and we'd been here now for almost two years.

Things were good, I'd done a little bit of band hopping, trying to find the band I could see a career with while Y/N is half way through college, that was a condition on which his parents allowed him to run say with me, that he needed to complete his education.

I hated that because it meant I saw less of him seems as he's either at school or studying in his room but if it meant I'm not here in L.A alone then so be it, at least he can make more of himself than I ever did.

Right now, I was heading from my bedroom into the living room of the apartment Y/N and I live in, where he's sat eyes deep in college homework, I'm bored and I want to go out and do something but I don't want to go alone because that's no fun, I've hardly seen Y/N over the last few days so surely he can sacrifice a few hours just to go out with me for a bit.

I walk over and stand in front of the man but he doesn't even look up at me so I start speaking "Hey"

"Hey" Y/N replied still focusing on his books.