What would it be like if Mötley crüe had a 5th member?
You and the crüe face some challenges, there's apologies, tears, fighting.
Would you guys survive the rock n' roll life?
How would you guys deal with it?
Read to find out!
F! Reader X Mötley crü...
Nikki looks through the ads in the newspaper in front of him and circles two names. "They seem pretty cool!" Tommy says with a smile as he spins his drum sticks between his fingers. "Do you normally carry those around? And how'd you learn to do that?" Nikki seems interested in his skill "School band...but hey I rock too!" Nikki continues to stare at him with a small smile.
Nikki's apartment
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(Your outfit and hair, you don't have to use it it's just there in case you want it!)
Y/n's pov:
I went to a guy called Nikki's apartment. I knock on the door and I see three long headed boys, one of them looks like a hippie but I didn't question it. "Hey um I'm Nikki, you must be y/n?" I nod "come on in." I walk inside and I set my guitar case down. "Sup dude I'm Tommy!" "Hey I'm y/n" I give the hippie a weird look. Man I hate hippies.
I set up my guitar and Nikki shows me the music we're gonna be playing. "Got it?" "Yep got it." We start playing live wire and me and that hippie starts playing. I gave him another weird look due to how shit he was playing, suddenly Nikki stopped us "wow wow wow, dude...that's not what we showed you. Y/n your good." I nod at Nikki "I know but it's nothing I've played before." The hippie says. Nikki sighs "that's the fucking point man. You know what Tommy, y/n outside." I set my guitar down and I follow Tommy and Nikki outside, I can still hear him trying to get the note right but fails "fucking dumb ass" I mumble.
"I'm just not feeling it man." Nikki says a bit disappointed as he leans against a pole. "Well his the rhythm guy, we'll find better when we have a lead." I stare at them "well what do you think." Tommy looks at me. I shrugged and I went to speak until a red, orange car came flying up, blasting music "holy shit" I say with a smile "check this dude out." We all seem interested in the person. "Oh shit" Tommy ran down to help the man with his stuff while me and Nikki stayed by his apartment door. "Hey dude, let me help you with that." Tommy helped lift the apt machine. "Thanks" the man says "I'm Tommy by the way." "Mick mars." I stare at the old man, he sort of looks like an alien. "So are you here for the audience?" Tommy asks "yep." "Well I'm the drummer" Mick looks at him "scrunny for a drummer" Tommy looks up at him "well I used to be in suite 19, so" Mick sighs "shitty band." I raised an eyebrow at his comment to Tommy "hey man, you even seen us play?" "Suite 19?" "Yeah" Mick shakes his head "don't need to" I hold in my laughter as Mick and Tommy make their way over to us. "Hey" Mick nods "hey man." Nikki says as he has a smug smile on his face as we both try not to laugh. "Yeah, hey dude" I say. "Well how the fuck do you know our band is shitty?" Tommy carries on "I've been in a lot of bands with shitty names."
Mick and I plug in our guitars. "Alright so you think you got it?" Nikki says "just fucking play it." Mick says annoyed and I nod. We start playing at the same time and it sounds perfect until the hippie joins in. I look at Mick and he's staring at the hippie with an annoyed face. Suddenly Mick adds some spice to the music, I stop playing as I stare at him with an impressed look. "Wow wow wow, hold up, hey!!" They stop playing and we all turn to the hippie. "Would you mind turning it down old timer, I can't hear myself." I stare at him with a 'what the fuck' face then I turn to Nikki and Tommy. Mick leans into Nikki "fucking hippie ain't gonna make it." Nikki nods with a smile "so tell him." Mick sighs as we watch him walk over to the hippie "listen to me, there's only room for two guitarists and that's me and the girl, so...why don't you pack up your toys and go home." I stay behind Mick with a small smile on my face.
The hippie looks around in a bit shocked "ok listen I was here first alright, Tommy tell him." He nods to Tommy but Tommy pretends to drop his drum stick and pretends to look for it. "Y/n?" "Huh what was that Tommy, you want me to help you ok" I quickly go over to Tommy and 'look' for his drum stick "Nikki?" Nikki sighs and shakes his head "really!? You're gonna listen to this old dude over me? I mean fuck you guys man!!" The hippie grabs his guitar "your a shitty fucking band!" He storms out of the apartment, crying and me and Tommy look at each other and start laughing. I walk back to the spot I was before and I set my guitar down as Tommy sits back down at his drum "so, how old are you Mick." "Fuck you, you fucking teenager." "Wh..what did I say?" Tommy questions a bit upset, I shrug, I see Mick space out a bit "hey Mick, you alright over there?" I say. He opens his hand then closes it again "damn right I'm old, old enough to know better, I'm paying child support, your sleeping on park benches. So how do I know your not pulling dick here cause I wanna build a distance and if that's not you guys, then don't waste my fucking time." We all stare at him then we all smile and laugh "yo I fricking love this weird lil guy" Nikki says as he high-fives me and Tommy, Tommy goes to high-five Mick but stops when he sees the look on his face.
Nikki gives Mick a beer "so, would someone mind telling me who does the singing in this thing." Mick asks "what we need is a dude that looks and sounds like Bowie. And I'm not gonna settle for some regular sounding asshole." Nikki says "so, we need a blonde fucker with moves." I say, taking a sip from my beer. Tommy almost chokes on his beer. "Wait hold up, I think I know our guy!"
