Nikki Sixx prys himself on being in the sleaziest dirtiest rock band Motley Crue. He is considered the bad boy of Rock 'n Roll and has a reputation that proves it. He meets the highest-paid fashion model in the world, Iman Darlington who is the comp...
Today was my C magazine shoot. It was my first shooting in a bathing suit. I was in the changing room looking at the different ones that I had to put on. I wondered to myself if my mom was going to be upset with this. Tamara says that it will make more magazines want to work with me. So, I guess I will be alright. She knows what's she doing after all. I walked out of the change room in my towel ready to take the first pictures. They were still getting everything set up, so I sat by the edge of the pool waiting for them to start. Suddenly, I heard a commotion going on at the door. The security guards were yelling for someone to get out and saying that they couldn't come in.
"Miss. Darlington will you come here please!?" The photographer shouted.
I got up and walked towards the entrance and my eyes went wide when I saw Nikki fighting with the guards to get inside.
"I'm not fucking leaving fuck you!" Nikki shouted.
"Get him out of here!" The photographer shouted.
"Fuck you, I know her! And I'm not fucking leaving!" He shouted again as the guards held onto him.
He started punching the guards and it started to get out of hand. The guard then punched Nikki on the side of the cheek, and they started fighting.
"Woah, woah, woah ok stop. Nikki stop calm down." I say to him as I cup his cheeks, I'm my hand. "Calm down," I spoke sternly.
He breathes out and finally relaxes. "I just wanted to see you." He says as he holds up a bouquet of roses.
"Alright get rid of him!" The photographer shouted.
"Fuck off!" Nikki shouted back.
"Ok wait hang on. If he stays quiet and just sits on the chair, can he stay?" I plead.
"Fine, but this is very unprofessional of you." The photographer sneered and walked away. "Get the cameras ready!" He yelled.
"I'm sorry-"
I turned and grabbed Nikki by his collar and threw him down on the chair. "Sit here a shut up Nikki, I swear if you make a sound, I'll file a restraining order against you." I gritted my teeth.
"Uh, Mani."
"What!" I growled.
"Can I get an ice pack for my cheek, it hurts?" He asks as he rubs his cheek.
"Can you get him an ice pack please?" I point at one of the assistants. "Maybe two in case I need to punch his other one," I growled again.
She went and brought Nikki a bag of ice and I walked over to my set to start the pictures. I posed in my robe doing multiple shots as the photographer walked all around me taking pictures.
