Y/N is a very talented girl, she can play almost any instrument that comes to mind. So why can't she join a band? Because she's a chick. She decided to give it one more chance and put her name in the paper, but what will come out of this? Can a chic...
The roles have reversed, now im yelling at Vince and Nikki to hurry up.
"Get your asses out here! We have to meet Joshua- Jonah- whoever the fuck he is!" I groaned while banging on the bathroom door.
"Fuck off, bitch!" I hear Vince laugh from the other side, and a chuckle from Nikki. I screw up my face at Nikkis laugh, but brush it off by aggressively banging on the door once again.
Me, Mick and Tommy sit on the couch for about 5 more minutes, leaving me picking at my outfit.
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"Are those my pants?" I hear Tommy say, I turn my head over to see him point at MY pants.
"No? These are mine." I tell him, but he continues. "No- no! Those are my pants, I have proof!" He defended as jumped up, running over to his room.
"These are literally my pants." I sighed to Mick. "Hm. Why so glum?" Mick responded. "Will you tell anybody?" I asked, knowing he wouldn't.
He didn't respond, but I moved closer to him to talk anyways. "I like Nikki an-" "I know. We all know." Mick cut me off.
"How?" I sighed. "Two people in love can never fully hide it, just from each other." Mick responded. I looked back at him hummed at his answer.
"You were saying.." Mick budged, causing me to continue. "Oh- yeah, right. Um, and when we were outside earlier he...he kissed me, and I didn't kiss him back, and now he won't talk to me until after the show." I finished.
"Just wait until after the show, everything will be fine kid." Mick told me and then looked back at the magazine he was reading which was the only form of book except Nikki's (which we were not allowed to touch) in the apartment and we had all read it about 25 times, except Vince. Vince didn't read. Ever.
I soon feel a light smack on my shoulder, I look down to see a Polaroid falling on top my lap. Tommy jumped back into the spot where he was sitting and says, "proof!"
I pick up the photo to see him wearing the pants. "Dude, these are literally my pants you just stole them. I went to Heidis apartment and did a shit ton of laundry for us all on Sunday," I chuckled and threw the picture back at him "Good try though."
Eventually Nikki and Vince came out of the bathroom with their hair higher than heaven. "Holy shit, finally." I groan, lighting my cigarette and jumping over the back of the couch and towards the door.
We started walking down to the Whiskey- or the building next to it. Our instruments were already there, Nikki and Tommy brought them down earlier today.
Once we got there, we did our picture routine once again, and then went inside the Whiskey to do our show.
We were all sitting backstage, fixing our hair when we heard and knock and the door open. I looked up to see Kayla walk in with a smile on her face.
"Hey guys!" She gleamed. We all responded with our mumbles because we were too focused on our hair.
"What time do you guys go on?" She asked, sitting down next to Mick on the couch. "9-ish, so like in 10 minutes." I responded shaking my head rapidly to finish off my hair.
She hummed in response, and then started ranting about her fashion career and about how she couldn't get any work.
"So? You live with your rich parents, correct?" Nikki chuckled to which Kayla chucked her shoe at him. "Asshole, y'know I'm not going to bum off them?" She scoffed.
I chuckled and turned around in my chair to look at her, "When we get big, you can design our costumes- then you'll be doing amazing."
"That'd be a dream for the two of us." She responded, to which Tommy chimed in with a "Three of us!", which we all ignored for our sanity.
"So, is there lots of people out there?" I asked, we had only played at the Whiskey once before and that was in May, so it wasn't to filled that time.
"Hell yeah, I had to sneak through the side door because the line is so long!" She cheered.
The entire band exchanged excited looks, things are really looking up for us. A full barn, a manager, and a album coming out?
"I'm really excited for you guys, you work hard, you deserve it." Kayla smiled. Before I could say something loving back, Vince decided to be cocky, "Damn right." - Julian recorded most of the show, but we had all decided to make "Take Me To The Top" the promotional video, meaning we did our absolute best to be more extra and badass than we already were.
We were heading backstage now, when I remembered that I was supposed to talk to Nikki.
I had been thinking about it all day, and I think I'm going to tell him I like him too, and I was just surprised earlier. This seemed like the best and right option.
My thoughts got interrupted by a tap on my shoulder, i turned around to see Nikki motioning his head towards the Janitors closet. Dear god.
I followed him into the dark room and tried to find the light. I eventually found it and looked at him. "Really? The janitors closet?"
"Hey, it's probably the most private place to talk in this fucking building. There's so many people here." He defended. Him bringing up how many people were here totally distracted me on why we were in this closet.
"Yeah, I know! Do you believe this many people came to see us? We sold out! That-" I rambled until he cut me off.
"Jo." He snapped me back into reality, "oh- right...yeah about earlier, I just wanted to tell you that-" I started until he cut me off once again.
"What happened earlier, it was stupid. I shouldn't of done it....Let's just be bandmates." He said. I froze with my mouth slightly agape.
"Uh- yeah. Sure, just bandmates." I fake smiled, he returned one and walked out of the closet.
I watched him leave, knowing that's not what I wanted, but I guess that's what he wanted.
I stayed silent in the small area until I took a deep breath and walked back out into the crowd to try and find any of my bandmates except Nikki, but I saw none, and half of the crowd was gone too. They had all gone back to the Motley house, I guess Kayla thought I was up there already too.
I didn't want to go back to the house yet, so I decided I would just walk around the Strip, and other parts of LA.
This little adventure that was supposed to only be around an hour turned into a stop at the Liquor store and a bottle of Jack.
Soon, I was too drunk to understand direction, but recognizing the area, so my drunk self decided that I could sit down here and rest for a bit. - /please vote! ⭐️
sorry I've been taking long whiles to upload, im still in school so it can be hard to find time so I wrote snippets here and then when I can.
