The Mix Up(MGK fan fic)

I look out over the fine city of Montreal from my balcony of my 20th apartment. I take a sip of my Tim Horton's and look at the time on my watch. 7AM. I feel two arms wrap around my neck. I look up and see my roommate Hannah all bright eyed and bushy. She works 3rd shift at a bar down the street is usually wired for a bit after work.

"Hannah, why are you always so happy?" I keep looking at her

"Because I still have a job, come on Nik, get happy. You can get a different journalist job. Fuck those people" She lets go and sit next to meet as we both look at our city.

"I'm 19 with hardly any college experience. No big mag will hire me again" I take a sip of my coffee

"So, Come work at the bar with me"

"I can't do that"

"Well, if your up to it tonight, I ran into Carlos last night and he said he need to bouncers for a show tonight. Its 600 each"

"Who is it?"

"I don't know, some Machine Gun Kelly guy"

"Hummm, I could use 600"

"So you in?"

"Yeah"

Hannah pulls out her bowl and puts some of that haze in it and we get higher then a kite

*Later that night*

I pull on the STAFF shirt I was given and told to head to the back and make sure no one without a pass gets back there. I wait letting crew in and trying to hold back screaming fan girl who looked to be about 15. Ugh this night will be long, I look at my old black berry only 6. Shit. Soon I hear my name and my ears perk up

"Nicki" I turn to see my friend Chet waving me as he came to the door area I was standing in

"Hey, Chet. Coming to help"

"Yep, I'm glad it a pretty face like you and not Glenda"

"I know, I hate Glenda. Where is that ragged chick working tonight"

"Body searches" I giggle a bit

"So you like this guy?"

"I heard a few songs but I need this 600"

"Yeah, I heard about you job. Sorry about that"

"It's okay"

As the opening act was finishing up, my job was changed to escort this Machine Gun Kelly guy from the parking lot where his bus was to the venue. I grab my walkie and start heading to the parking lot. Soon as I set outside I get chilled. Damn cold and rainy nights. I walk up to the huge black tour bus which said "Lace up" in red writing. I knock on the door of the bus soon I'm greeted by a very tall blonde shirtless white guy covered in tattoos. I go speechless

"You here to walk me to the venue?" I shake out of it

"Ugh yeah"

"Girl you only like 5'5"

"Hey, I need this money. It would be great if you cooperated with me and just come with me you go on in about 15 minutes" Just as he turned, I smelled that sweet skunk smell of mary jane. I smile and notices.

"Little pot head I see"

"Lock it up"

"Dang girl you sassy as fuck"

"Well let's go"

"Let me get my jacket"

I tap my foot as I wait. It is really cold out. Soon he comes out with a shirt on this time. He grabs my arms and I almost melt

"Cold girl?"

"Yeah, just a bit"

"Here take this" He stops and slips off his jacket and hands it to me

"I can take this"

"Come on you can give it back later" I smile and blush, he smiles and laughs

As he went on stage I watched him and was dancing a bit to some his songs. He was actually pretty good. I saw how many people actually showed up for his show it was crazy. As he finished he comes back and asks me if I wanted to smoke a bit on his bus.

"Let me grab my pay and I'll be there"

"Hurry" He smiles at me. I run to get my pay out where I met by Hannah as we wait to get our money from Carlos we talk.

"Dang that MGK was pretty good. Where you stationed?"

"I know he was and backstage"

"Lucky bitch, you probably saw that smoking hot black guy that opened for him"

"Yeah" I giggle

"Have fun, Nik"

"Of course. I talked to that MGK guy and he wants us to smoke back on his bus" I whisper to her

"Let's get our pay out and head over there"

After receiving our money, we run to the bus. Where we get high and bullshit. While talking I started to feel a connection between me and MGK. As the night went on I could tell Hannah wanted to leave. Just as we were about to leave he and I traded number and a grab my phone. Once we get home around 5AM I hop on my bed and crash. Soon my deep sleep is rudely interrupted by my phone. I grab it and answer

"Hello?" I say half asleep still

"Nicki?" I spring up

"Who this is?"

"Colson"

"Colson who?"

"MGK"

"Oh, hey. Why you calling me so early?"

"Look on the background of the phone you have"

"Why?"

"Please do" I look and see a picture that has the same logo that was on his tour bus. I look at the number he was calling me from. It was mine

"I have your phone, Nicki"

"Oh shit............."

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Hey guys, this is the new fan fic I was talking about. I'm not sure what I think but I'm diffently sticking with this one. Tell me what you guys think!

Picture of Nicki on the side!

xoxo Ana