Chapter 1

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Warnings: Fluff, language, fighting, attempted assault.

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Your eyeliner might have been bigger than Nikki's tonight. You could tell by the way he smirked at you from the stage while they played Live Wire. You sat in the VIP section once again, big-breasted blondes serving you drinks all night while you enjoyed the boys show.

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Nikki had found you getting harassed by some big dudes outside one of the venues in LA after they had finished their set. "Get off me you fucking perve!" You screamed, attempting to push one of the men back. They were tall, maybe 6'4. One was muscular while the other was fat. Your back slammed against muscles chest while fatty attempted to pick you up by your legs. "Fucking let me go!"

"Awh, come on, princess! We just wanna have a little fun!" Fatty teased and you spit in his face. "Feisty!" He beamed, gripping you tighter.

You were small, much smaller than these assholes. As much as you kicked and screamed you couldn't squirm away from them.

"Hey, fuckface!" A voice screamed out. The men turned to look and before you could comprehend what was happening, a bass guitar slammed into fatty's face.

"Holy shit!" You yelled as you fell to the ground, quickly being pulled away by none other than Motley Crue's guitarist, Mick Mars.

"Are you okay?" He asked you.

"Yeah, yeah...thanks!" You said as you watched Nikki, Vince, and Tommy absolutely go at it with these guys. Fists flying and blood spilling. "Shit, is anyone gonna stop them?!" You asked Mick.

"Best not to get involved." He told you, crossing his arms as he watched his younger band mates have fun beating the shit out of these people. "What's your name?"

"I'm, uhm...I'm Y/n." You said.

"Mick."

You snapped out of your reverie and turned to face him. "Sorry, uhm, yeah! Mick Mars! I just saw your show, you guys rocked!"

"No, we sucked. But Nikki had his eye on you."

"W-what?" You stuttered.

"Nikki! Knock it off man!" Mick said, pulling Nikki from the fight. He was bleeding from his nose and lip but a smile broke across his face when he laid eyes on you. Mick patted Nikki on the shoulder and went off to help Doc leash Tommy and Vince.

You swallowed nervously, standing in front of the Nikki Sixx. "Uh-Uhm...are you okay?" You managed.

"I will feel a lot better when you tell me your name, bonita." He smiled at you.

You felt your throat tighten. "I'm Y/n."

"Lovely to meet you, Y/n. I'm Nikki." He said with a bloody smile.

"Well, Nikki, do you need some help getting cleaned up?" You offer.

"Only if it's from you." You can hear the flirtatious tone in his voice and you bit back a smile.

"Come on, Sixx. Let's go." Doc placed his hands on Nikki's shoulders and guided him towards the tour bus.

"Not without Aphrodite!" Nikki drunkenly sang, his hand reaching out to grab yours and the touch was electric.

Doc sighed as he turned to look at you. "Wanna get on the bus, kid? We're headed to Vegas."

"Uhm, yeah!" You shouted without even thinking about it. You laced your fingers through Nikki's and he ran towards the tour bus, pulling you along with him like a kid in a candy shop.

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