❦︎ 𝐃𝐎𝐒𝐄 𝐎𝐅 𝐘𝐎𝐔┊Nikki Sixx ❦︎

- Three Months. -

Three months.

Three months since Nikki fucked another girl in a filthy bathroom.

Three months since Erin's heart shattered.

Three months since she started staying in hotels instead of in the tour bus to stay as far away from the bassist as humanly possible.

He fucked up big time. And this girl was not one to let something go in a weeks time. Nor a months time.

Nikki was desperately trying to find some way to talk to her, but every time he stepped near her, he'd get a filthy look from her and the cold shoulder.

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"Fuck, man. I don't know what to do." Nikki sighed.

"Fix it?" Vince sarcastically suggested.

"Yeah, I know that. I mean– how do I fix it?"

Vince sat there for a moment, thinking. He smiled wickedly and looked at Nikki, earning a worried look. "I got an idea." He smirked.

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Nikki tightened his tie and checked his reflection before he received a knock at the door. He walked over to it and opened it, looking at Tommy, Mick, and Vince. All three of the men gave him a nod.

"She better take you back, man. Or you're screwed." Vince said as they all walked out into the small living room of their hotel room.

"I know, dude." Nikki mumbled.

Tommy watched the black haired boy. "Nikki, I swear to God if you hurt her again I will rip your balls off."

Nikki swallowed sharply, knowing Tommy was definitely not bluffing.

Mick walked over to Nikki, handing him a bouquet of roses. "Here. You're gonna need these." He nodded.

"Thanks, Mick." He smiled nervously, holding the flowers in his tattooed hand.

"Yeah, man." Mars said with a nod.

Tommy waited impatiently by the door, noisily dangling the keys to get Nikki's attention as he opened the door and exited the apartment.

"Go get 'er, tiger!" Vince yelled from the kitchen as he grabbed a beer from the fridge.

"Good luck, Sixx."

Nikki nodded and quickly followed Tommy out the door to the car. The tall boy was already in the car, the engine started and everything. Nikki opened the passenger door and climbed in, the air was thick in the vehicle. Tommy seemed pissed ever since the day it happened, and now it was radiating off of him.

He silently drove towards the destination that Erin was already at. Yeah, the band was setting the girl up and just telling her that they were all having dinner together. Without Nikki.

But here he was. Driving with Tommy who was already questioning all of this.

"Nikki."

"Yeah?"

"Don't fuck it up."

"I won't"

"Yes you will."

"No, Tommy. I won't."

"Promise?" Tommy said, offering Nikki his pinky.

"Promise." Nikki said as he hooked his pinky onto Tommy's.

Lee nodded and pulled his hand away. They reached the parking lot of the restaurant and Tommy stopped in front of the entrance, unlocking the doors so Nikki could get out. He reached for the door and opened it, stepping out of the car.

"Hey, Nikki?"

"Yessir?"

"Good luck."

"Thanks, T-bone."

Then Nikki shut the door, watching Tommy drive off, the nerves finally settling into Sixx's veins. He walked towards the door, still holding the bouquet. He opened them and walked inside.

"Reservations for Lee?" He asked the hostess.

"Okay, follow me, sir." She smiled, leading the man to the table.

As they walked, he soon saw the back of Erin's head and felt his stomach flip. He stopped the woman who was guiding him to the girl he was about to get most likely brutally murdered by.

She left and he walked towards the table on his own. He quickly sat in the seat across from Erin, earning the most shocked eyes.

"What the hell are you doing here?" She asked, grabbing her purse and getting ready to leave, avoiding eye contact the entire time.

Nikki reached out to Erin's hand, gently holding it. "Let's talk." He smiled desperately, trying to act like his smile was real and not at all a coverup for his gut wrenching fear.

She hesitantly looked at him and put her bag back. "Fine. Let's talk."

What's Nikki gonna do?! Find out in the next chapter, readers!!