Kristen, a 23 year old struggling college student who just so happens to put herself through college being a stripper, crosses paths with the infamous newly sober Nikki Sixx. whom is exploring his new view of creativity. Nikki owes his old friend...
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Kristen Pov
A loud crack of thunder made me stir in my sleep. Then the ear-piercing sound of an alarm fully pulled me out of my sleep. I dug my face further into the pillow before I opened my eyes. I was met with huge glass doors that overlook a backyard, there were small droplets of water on them from the downpour that is happening outside. I sighed contently and pulled up the covers. But I froze when I heard a groan next to me. My eyes shot open and I slowly turned my head to see Nikki Sixx. He too was waking up and he turned and saw me and he had the same surprised expression on his face. I shot up in his bed in a sitting position.
"Fuck!" I said very loudly and then Nikki joined me in a seated position. We locked eyes and then I saw his trailing down towards my chest. I looked down and saw that I was completely exposed. "Fuck!" I said again and scurried out of bed in search of my clothes or any clothes.
There were several scattered across the floor of his ridiculously large room. I was scrambling around the room trying to collect everything I could as quickly as I could. I was trying to shimmy into my panties when I became best friends with the floor, ass first. I huffed and I saw a set of bare feet in front of me and I looked up to find Nikki standing above me with an outstretched hand and a raised eyebrow. I crossed my arms and huffed again and looked away from him.
"Would you stop being so hardheaded and just let me help you up? You are butt-ass naked on my floor Kristen." Nikki said sounding very tired, so I just grabbed his hand and he yanked me up and his hand was replaced with one of his shirts. I rolled my eyes, took it from him, and slipped it over my head. He then grabbed my shoulder and lightly pushed me back to where I was sitting on the bed. "Now what was all that about?" He said taking a seat next to me and placing his hand on my thigh. For the first time this morning, I took a good look at him.
He had a serious case of bedhead and his eyes were bloodshot, but I didn't miss the small goofy grin he was giving me. My heart fluttered and I forgot about anything. I forgot about how wrong this was. About how I couldn't do this to myself again. I shook my head and turned my whole body to him and I rubbed his cheek sadly and then got up and finished gathering all my things.
"Can you take me home or call me a car? Or whatever it is that you do." I softly asked him trying to avoid eye contact due to embarrassment. I heard him scoff and then I looked at him with a confused look.
"So you are going to cause this huge commotion and make a big deal out of what happened and then just ask me to take you home and not even try and talk about it?" I turned my head to the side and tried looking closer at Nikki making sure he wasn't playing with me.
"Usually it's the girls begging to talk about a one-night stand the morning after." I giggled, but Nikki's face hardened and his whole vibe changed from nice Nikki to mean as a snake Nikki. I mentally cursed myself knowing I didn't mean that. I wanted to talk about it as much as he did. Matter of fact I wanted to crawl back in the bed and under him. But I'd never admit that to him, much less myself.
