Walk On The Wild Side (A Nikki Sixx Fanfiction)

Sixx

There was a soft knock on the front door. It was around 7 o'clock in the evening. There was an orange glow that tinted Valencia's room; the sun had just started to set. The way the sun caught in Valencia's hair made it look like a shade of auburn.

Valencia dabbed some perfume on her wrists as she walked to the door. She knew it was Nikki. Valencia looked at the small mirror near the door and ran a few fingers through her hair. She took a deep breath and opened the door.

Nikki was standing there, playing with his fingers. He seemed slightly nervous. Valencia smiled when she saw that he attempted to make himself look presentable for her. He had on snug fitting jeans and a black button down. However, he still looked quintessentially "Nikki" with his fully teased hair and eyeliner.

Nikki's signature smirk appeared when he looked at Valencia. He stared at her for a few seconds and eyed her outfit. He couldn't seem to find the right words to say, so he settled on something simple.

"You look amazing, Val."

"Thanks." Valencia did a twirl for him and laughed. She grabbed her keys and closed the door behind her.

"I brought my motorcycle. I hope that's okay with you," Nikki said as the pair made their way down the apartment stairs.

"That sounds bitchin'! I've never ridden on a motorcycle before, so this should be interesting," Valencia chuckled.

Nikki got on the motorcycle and revved the engine. He motioned for Valencia to get on the bike.

"Put your arms around me and hold on tight." Valencia did as Nikki said and squealed when he sped out of the parking lot.

She pressed her face against Nikki's back and shut her eyes. She tightened her arms around Nikki. Valencia could feel the rumble created by Nikki's low chuckles.

After about fifteen minutes, Nikki and Valencia arrived at a quaint little Italian restaurant. It was incredibly rustic and was clearly family owned.

They walked inside the restaurant and waited to be seated. Nikki looked at Valencia and smiled when he noticed how she was admiring the place. The hostess led them to their table and gave them some alone time to glance at the menus.

"I want you to get whatever you want. I'm treating you tonight," Nikki said as he flipped through the menu.

"What? I should be treating you! You're the one who got signed to a record label!" Valencia countered.

"Well, don't guys usually pay for their girls on the first date? Anyway, I got an advance from Elektra, so it won't be a problem."

Valencia smiled. "Wow, a true gentleman."

They ordered their food when the waitress came. Nikki ordered a bottle of wine for them to share.

"You do realize I'm not of drinking age yet, right?" Valencia asked.

"You're twenty, only a year to go. Anyway, it hasn't stopped you from drinking at my party or at the Whisky," Nikki shrugged. "You know for a rockstar, you're relatively restrained."

"Not all rockstars are crazy like you and the boys."

"You're young! Don't you want to live a little? Life's too short to play by the rules. You should walk on the wild side."

"With you?" Valencia raised her eyebrows and sipped on her glass of wine.

"That's the plan." Nikki leaned back in his chair and crossed his arms over his chest.

"Plan?"

"Yeah. I have made it my mission to expose you to the fun side of life. I want to teach you how to live without giving two fucks."

Valencia laughed. "So many people have tried to do that and nobody has been successful."

"I'm not like everybody else," Nikki cocked his head to the side.

Valencia shifted in her chair. "So, tell me about the signing."

"Not much to tell. You know how it is. Elektra wants to go in a new direction and try things out, especially metal. They're going to re-release Too Fast For Love next year," Nikki said.

"Elektra wants to try new things? Ha! My ass. They won't get behind our album," Valencia scoffed.

"Tommy told me about the new album. Ever since he started fucking Celeste, he won't shut up about your band. He mentioned that the album was going to be experimental."

"Well, compared to our older stuff, it is. So far, every song is diverse. Welcome to Dreamland has no overarching theme. It's not cohesive. The label is worried about it," Valencia sighed.

"After I met you, I borrowed Tommy's Onyx albums. They're really good. I mean, really good. I doubt this album will disappoint. Fuck those guys! Onyx should have creative license. It's your fucking music. Onyx is Elektra's biggest moneymaker," Nikki said.

"I don't know. I don't have a good feeling about this."

At this point, Nikki and Valencia finished their meals. Nikki had paid for the food and the pair was about to leave.

"Excuse me?" A soft voice whispered. A little girl stood beside the table. She looked at Valencia. "Hi...um...I'm a huge fan of yours."

"Really?" Valencia smiled. "What's you're name, sweetie?"

"Sara," the girl said softly. "You're a big inspiration to me. I'm learning how to play the guitar because of you." The girl started playing with her pale blond hair.

"That's awesome, Sara!" Valencia dug through her purse and grabbed a piece of paper and a pen. She wrote a note and gave it to her along with a spare guitar pick.

The little girl's eyes lit up. "Thank you so much!" She hugged Valencia and ran to her parents.

Nikki stared at Valencia. "Does that happen often?" He asked as they walked out of the restaurant.

"Not really," Valencia answered. "It'll start happening to you soon. But it probably won't be little girls asking you for your autograph though. It'll be fully grown woman asking you to sign their tits. Wren does that all the time."

"Not gonna lie, that would be fucking awesome," Nikki chuckled.

Nikki and Valencia got on the motorcycle and made their way back to Valencia's apartment.

Valencia didn't want the night to end. She enjoyed her time with Nikki and she wanted the night to continue.

At a red light, Valencia scooted forward on the motorcycle seat. "Lita is visiting friends this weekend."

Nikki turned his head and looked Valencia dead in the eye.

"I'll have the apartment to myself tonight through Sunday afternoon." She ran her hand over his chest and rested it dangerously close to his crotch. Thank God this red light was taking forever to change.

Nikki continued to look at Valencia. His eyes flitted to her lips and he brought his to hers. It was a passionate kiss that surprised Valencia, lasting only a few seconds before the car behind them started honking.

"Keep it in the fucking bedroom!" A man shouted out of the car window.

Valencia's face grew red. She withdrew from Nikki's kiss. "The light is green," she whispered.

Nikki rested his left hand on Valencia's leg and sped off to the apartment.