What happens when Nikki Sixx falls for his biggest competition?
The year is 1995, the 80s glam rock has been dead and gone, and grunge and alternative music are on top now. This brings Teagan Foxx and her band to the top, leaving bands like Mötley...
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Teagan POV
The sound of the dripping faucet echoed in the abnormally large public bathroom I was currently in. I had ducked away from my band to hide in here to avoid meeting Mötley Crüe, and I know what you're thinking, why are you being so weird about it? Well when you finally meet the band that your band has looked up to for years, you'd be doing the same thing I am right now. I caught a glimpse of myself in the large mirror I was hunched over in front of. My eyes gazed over my wide hips and big thighs and I started suddenly feeling over self-conscious. I had always been a bigger girl than the rest of the girls in my grade, always taller. always wider. It took me 20 years to just be okay with it instead of starving myself and all that stupid bullshit.
I had never had much luck with having a boyfriend of any type. They always went more towards the stick blonde bitches, which is something I had also come to terms with. Instead of being a hopeless romantic, I was just a hopeful romantic. I always thought guys were just a waste of time and nothing but walking dicks, literally. They were good for nothing except cheating, lying, getting you pregnant, and leaving. So that's why I stuck to one-night stands that way I would never have to go through any of that bullshit relationship drama, I was too damn busy for that shit.
Me and Stella had been friends since diapers due to the fact she was my next-door neighbor and our moms were best friends. When we were little we always used to pretend that we were in a band and we'd airplay and I would sing until my little heart was content. Well, freshman year Stella introduced me to the Cooper twins, fraternal of course. Ava and Emma are their names, Ava is a flaming redheaded bitch and Emma is more of a strawberry blonde sweetheart, complete opposites. Stella is platinum blonde and super outgoing and loud, and I'm the odd one out. Dark hair and quiet, which is out of character for a lead singer but it's my passion, and it works for us.
The four of us quickly became best friends in no time and in our junior year the Red Stilettos were born. Looking back I wish every day we would have named it something cooler but I am the only one who thinks that, so 3 against one. I jumped when the door busted open and the storm that is Stella walked in looking at me with a hand on her hip. I turned to her and raised my eyebrow as if I was saying "What?", but that made her roll her eyes.
"What the fuck are you doing in here? Come on everyone is waiting on you." She grabbed me by my arm and began dragging me to a small room where loud noises were coming from. My hands started to get clammy and my heart started racing as we rounded the corner. "Found her!" Stella announced loudly causing everyone to stop talking and spin their heads towards me. My hands were balled in a fist so tight that I was sure I was drawing blood in my palms. My eyes danced around the room going from my band to a tall lanky tattooed man with a nose ring similar to mine. Then to two shorter men, one blonde that radiated cocky vibes and then an older dark-haired man that offered me a smile that didn't reach his eyes. Then my eyes landed on a man with longish black hair with arms as tattooed as the rest of the band he was in. I tried to pull my eyes away but the trance his emerald eyes had me under was making it difficult for me to think anything else but him.
My eyes got ripped away from his when Stella pulled me further into the room and everyone stood up to crowd in the middle where we were. The first one to walk up to me was the lanky man who I knew was Tommy Lee, their drummer. He had a happy childish vibe about him that reminded me of Stella a little. He shook my hand and said he liked my shoes, which were just simple black platform boots. Then the blonde came up to me and said he was Vince, which I knew already, the lead singer like I was and he placed a kiss on the top of my hand after I shook his. The older man came up to me, his name was Mick the guitarist and he offered me a simple handshake and walked away. The last one to walk up to me was Nikki Sixx, I knew who he was, and I knew who each one of them were but I was just playing along like I didn't. He walked up to me with a smirk and raked his eyes all over my body which made me shudder and become self-conscious.
"Infamous Teagan Foxx, beautiful as they say you are." Nikki tilted his head down to look at me, his 6ft frame slightly towering over my 5'7 one. I offered him a timid smile and nodded my head, mentally slapping myself because my whole image is to be a rough around the edges girl but he's making me be all shy and timid, disgusting. I reached out to shake his hand and he did the same, lingering with his fingers intertwined in mine for a moment too long. I jumped a little when the sound of someone clearing their throat echoed through the room making me turn my head to look. It was Ava Cooper, one of the twins with a smirk on her face along with her sister who was standing next to her with her arms crossed. I quickly stepped back from Nikki and joined the rest of my band on the other side of the room and sat next to them on the other side of the long wooden table across from the Crüe.
Both of our managers started droning on about the tour and all the stupid shit I wasn't really ever a fan of listening to. The twins were usually the ones who kept up with all of that stuff and made sure I and Stella followed the rules and blah blah. I looked from the spot on the table I was having a staring contest with and I was surprised to find that Nikki was seated across from me, and he was already looking at me with a dark look in his eyes. I jumped a little when I felt a foot come in contact with mine, Nikki then offered me a wink giving me the context that it was his foot I was feeling. So I decided to play along with whatever he had planned. I felt like I was 16 again playing footsies under the table with a blush very prominent on my cheeks.
"And to ensure there is no bullshit on this tour, relations with members from the other band are strictly forbidden." Allan, Mötley's manager, announced causing Nikki to stop with his foot and look at him with crazy eyes. "I'm talking to you boys. Keep your dicks in your pants." He said bluntly to the Crüe with a stern face. I didn't miss how he kept his hard gaze on Nikki longer than the other members and how he also flicked his eyes to me and back to Nikki.
