Chapter 6 - You're All I Need

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One night can change everything. And Nikki and Melody are about to have a night to remember...

(TW: SMUT, mentions of self-harm)

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When I was in school, my mother always said: study first, boys later

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When I was in school, my mother always said: study first, boys later.

Half of me wanted to call Nikki and cancel, make up an excuse that I was sick, and stay home.

But then again, why should I? I reflected on what he said that afternoon: his promise to do anything to improve our friendship. If I had said no, would he give up that easily? Would he find some prettier model to mess around with until the next one comes along, but ten times hotter than the last one? 

The last thing I remember was coming out of the taxi, giving a tip, and knocking on his door to his suite in the Hotel Vancouver, where the band resided. My chest warmed up a little as soon as Nikki opened the door. 

On stage, his hair was three times the size of a fur ball, and he wore heavy makeup on his face and everywhere else

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On stage, his hair was three times the size of a fur ball, and he wore heavy makeup on his face and everywhere else. He looked a thousand times better with mellow hair, no makeup, and no facial hair—a tremendous improvement.

"I'm glad you came back," Nikki said, his voice filled with emotion.

"I'm glad, too," I whispered, feeling excitement and uncertainty.

He closed the door behind us after I entered the suite. What else have I missed other than him after rehab? I settled on the couch, crossing my legs together whenever I sat on chairs. The bassist joined on the other end.

"Why didn't you tell me that you could sing?" Nikki spoke up after a minute's silence.

"I gave my reason back at the studio. Remember?" I reminded him.

"I know you did. But it's been on my mind for a few years, and there's something I don't get; what made you want to join Mötley in the first place?"

Of all the things that have happened, the thought of becoming a singer was already blanking out.

"You didn't hear this from me, but I was a huge Joan Jett fan when she started with The Runaways," I explained with a chuckle, my legs crossed together. "You know, the girl band with their song, 'Cherry Bomb'? God, something about her image drew me to rock music. And others like Blondie, Aerosmith, Bowie, and Fleetwood Mac came out of the woodwork, too. I even had a crush on Alice Cooper. But I never told anybody that I sang."

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