I Wanna Be Your Girlfriend | Nikki Sixx

Chapter 22.

Carly's POV

"I told you last night that this conversation isn't over!" Nikki laughed. "I never agreed to talk about it!" I replied. I went back to strumming on my guitar. "You can't just strum on your guitar and ignore me." He said, sitting next to me on the floor in front of my bed. "Yes I can," I said, smiling a little. "Have you got any new songs?" He asked me. "Eh, not really." I replied, lying. I do have a new song but, I couldn't play it in front of him.

I have a song called. "I Wanna Be Your Girlfriend." I wrote it about Nikki, obviously. But, he can never see it or hear it. I don't want him to. "Liar." He said. "So, if I look in your lyrics and song book, there won't be a new song in there?" He asked, smirking. I quickly grabbed my song book and held it tightly. "There's nothing new!" I said, laughing. "You grabbed that pretty quickly for someone who has nothing new in that book." He said laughing. "I like your song 4AM," he said. "I do, too." I replied. "And your song Girls," he said. "Sometimes I forget that you're bisexual." He added on, laughing. I smile. "I love girls, what can I say?" I said. He smiled wide. "No wonder we're such good friends. We both love women." He said. I laughed.

"Have you ever been with a woman?" He asked. "Nikki!" I exclaimed, laughing. "I just wanna know!" He laughed. "Yeah, I have. I've probably been more women than you have." I said. He laughed. "Sure, Carls." He chuckled. I smiled and put my song book under my mattress and put my guitar down. "What's the plans for today?" I asked. "Show tonight, Lita's coming over beforehand." He replied. I felt my face drop. "Oh, cool." I said, blandly. "Is that okay?" He asked. "It's your home, too. You don't need to ask me," I started. "I'll be at Vince's house, anyways." I said, shrugging and standing up.

"What?" He asked, standing with me. "Yeah, I'll be with Vince." I said. "You two are a thing again?" He asked. "Not really, we have a friends with benefits relationship." I said. "What?!" He exclaimed. "Why is that so shocking?" I asked. "What about us making him jealous?" He asked. "That plan kinda got fucked up when Lita entered the picture." I said, getting my clothes. "We can still do that!" He said. "I already told Vince the truth, because if I didn't, you'd look like a huge dick." I explained.

I quickly got a shower and slipped my clothes on. I have a black crop top on, almost like a bralette, a leather black skirt, that I brought up to almost where my shirt ends, so it comes up above my mid though and black ankles boots. I put a loose fitting oversized flannel over top and did my makeup. I teased my hair up a little and walked into my bedroom to look at myself in the full length mirror. I smiled. Vince won't be able to keep his hands off me and Nikki will want me more than ever. I grabbed my pack of cigarettes and walked out into the living room. "Wow, Carls. Any reason you look so good?" Nikki asked. I smirked when I thought of a reply that'll make him mad. "Got a dick appointment," I replied and walked out the door.

I got to Vince's house and knocked on the door. He opened it. "Oh, hey." He smiled. I smiled. "Hey, you." I replied. He looked me up and down. "You look fucking amazing." He said. I blushed. "Thanks." I said. He moved aside and gestured me to walk in. He shut the door and I turned to face him. "I didn't expect you to come over today, any reason you came over?" He asked. I walked over and wrapped my arms around him, I kissed him deeply, slipping my tongue into his mouth. He did the same as me, our tongues moved in sync as always. I broke the kiss. "Just wanted to see you," I said, smirking. "Well, good. Because I wanted to see you, too." He replied and kissed me again.

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