A/N: I really fucked up, I'm super tired and I just realized I spent all night writing this and I read the request wrong. Mick was supposed to be the groupie and the reader was supposed to be a musician. I'm sooo sorry toplessANDvintage I can write the one shot properly if you want but I wanted to post this because I worked on it and maybe it could hold you over until I write the proper one shot. I'm still soooo sorry.The amount of rockstars you had met was uncountable, but there was one specific guy that was special to you. That guy was Mick Taylor, he was shy, he had fluffy hair, and whenever you talked to him his hair hung in his face more than usual. It was the cutest thing you'd ever seen, his cheeks would turn red, and he'd mumble so much. But when he was on stage? Everything changed, he was confident in his playing, he held himself differently, and you think he knew what those fingers gliding on the guitar did to you.
To say you had a crush on him was an understatement, you were on a mission to make Mick yours.The scene was perfect, the Stones were all exhausted from traveling around America for this leg of the tour. Even the guys who tried to stay away from the groupies still found themselves in the girls' arms after days like these. All you had to do was wait, and the innocent little Mick would soon be yours...even if its just for tonight.
Soon enough the show was over, the roar from the crowd was deafing as the band took their final bow. Charlie wiped his forehead as Shirley handed him a bottle of water. Then came Bill and Mick Jagger with girls hanging all over them. Finally there he was, Keith had his arm around Mick's shoulders. "Kid you were amazing out there." His shy laugh made you melt, "I guess, thanks."
Sitting on a couch by the door you waited for the right time to catch his attention. His eyes met yours, you smirked as his cheeks turned pink. Got him...
He walked past you, over to where the towels and drinks were. He gulped down some water before rubbing the towel over his pretty face. Crossing your legs, you glanced down at your high platform shoes. You purposely chose the outfit you were wearing, you were not going home alone tonight.
One of your friends ran up behind you, giggling like crazy. "Y/N Y/N!! I'm going back to Bill's, dont expect me home tonight." The glitter she had on her cheeks glistened when the light hit it the right way, "You be careful missy!" You called after her as she ran off, her large shoes making noise against the floor.
Turning your attention back to the refreshment table you noticed Mick had disappeared. Could he have left and you missed your chance? He would have said bye right? Or maybe he wouldn't? You sat there driving yourself nuts with multiple questions until something broke your train of thought.
"Mind if I join you?" The voice came from an unmistakable mop of brown hair.
"Of course not!"
Mick took a seat next to you, inching closer to him you leaned an arm against the top of the couch.
"The show was really amazing, you did some of your best playing!" You poked him in the shoulder, he blushed. "I'm not sure if it was some of my best, but thank you."
Your fingers stroked through his soft hair, "It was lovely, trust me." Mick laid his head on top of your arm and closed his eyes. You took the time to really gaze at his face, every curve and every line. How his eye lashes laid on his soft cheeks, the curls laid beautifully on his forehead.
His eyes started to flutter open slowly, "Ever just want to sleep for awhile? Like never get out of bed, a mini coma?"
"Always." You said softly, the only escaped you really had was the music and the guys playing it. Mick didn't say anything for a long time, the only noise was the ruckus of backstage. Roadies we're moving equipment out, band members were still talking to girls, and there were probably drugs somewhere. Mick's eyes were still closed and you wondered if he fell asleep resting on your arm. You figured you'd wait until it was time to leave to wake him, he looks exhausted, and touring wasn't easy.
In a way this big music scene seemed too much for Mick, you knew he loved playing but it just seemed to be too much for him. Maybe he still needed to adjust, just a few years ago he was touring with another band but it wasn't THE Stones. It could just be exhaustion, everyone looked like they needed a good nap and a home cooked meal.
Mick spoke up, "Want to come back to my room?" His eyes were still closed and he ran a hand through his hair. A grin spread from ear to ear, "I'd love to."
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Unlocking his hotel room door, Mick opened it slowly. "Ladies first." You blushed, nodding your head as you walked in. He sat down on the bed to take off his boots as you stepped into the bathroom to check your makeup. Pulling out some lipstick out of your purse you began to reapply.
"Sometimes I wonder why I'm still in this band." Mick mused out loud. Almost dropping your lipstick, you caught it with your other hand.
"Really?" Fluffing your hair, before turning the lights off in the bathroom.
He shrugged, "It's just sometimes it just seems like too much?" You sat down next to him on the bed. Mick leaned his head on my shoulder, "It's amazing, it really is but there's just so much going on and it's so overwhelming."You rubbed his shoulders as he continued talking, "The guys aren't great but constantly running around the world not to mention the drugs, it's impossible."
"Awww honey, it's okay it's just part of the lifestyle. I'm sure you'll get used to it, everyone is a little shook up at first. Trust me, I know." Looking down at him you noticed he was asleep, smiling you gently helped him to lay down on the bed.
Kicking off your shoes, you pulled the blankets over the both of you. Mick wrapped his arms around you and nuzzled his face into the crook of your neck.Maybe tonight didn't go exactly as you planned but this was probably than what you could have imagined.
A/N: I hope you enjoy it!! I'm sooo sorry I messed it up, I'll work on the proper one shot if you want!! I feel so bad wow.
If anyone has any requests comment please!! I'd be happy to write them (properly), you can check out my "Requests" chapter to check out the info and such.💛
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