"She's got a smile it seems to me, reminds me of childhood memories. Where everything was as fresh as the bright blue sky."
- Guns N' Roses, Sweet Child O' Mine
I laid there in Tommy's bed the next morning, thinking of what he had said to me the night before. He had passed out shortly after telling me he thought he was in love with me and I don't think I had slept at all. I just kept thinking of what he said. It was probably something he had said to all of the girls that he had just fucked, the drugs probably didn't help either. I watched him as he sleep, as creepy as it sounds, it wasn't. His hair was going in all different directions as he hugged his pillow close to him while laying on his stomach. His lips were parted allowing soft snores to come out of his mouth, causing some of the hair in his face to float up and then fall back down softly. I reached out and gently moved the hair from his face, exposing his relaxed expression.
His eyes slowly opened and he let out a quiet groan. "Good morning." He said in a deep, sleepy voice. It was without a doubt the most sexy thing I had ever heard. "Morning," I replied as he sat up in the bed. He reached down the side of the bed and pulled out a pack of cigarettes from a pair of pants. He pulled on from the pack and slipped it in between his lips. He grabbed a lighter and cupped his hand around it and lit the cigarette. I sat up beside him, using the thin blanket to cover my chest. He took a drag off the cigarette and passed it to me. I took it from him and placed it to my lips. I inhaled slowly and pulled it away, letting the smoke trail out of my mouth. I heard Tommy inhale sharply and I looked over at him. Just as I was about to open my mouth to speak I heard a loud bang from the door being kicked in and there stood Vince, "Well hello lovebirds." He slurred as though he was drunk even though it was probably only 10 in the morning.
Tommy took the cigarette and stood from the bed, leaving me to scramble to cover myself. "Hey dude, is there any booze left from last night?" He placed the cigarette between his lips and grabbed his pants, slipped them up his legs while running a hand through his wild mane of hair. "Yeah, but you might want to hurry, Nikki could get up and knowing him he'll want to finish it himself." Vinnie said before leaving the room and shutting the door. I stood from the mattress, wrapping the blanket around my naked body. I heard Tommy scoff and I turned to look at him with a raised eyebrow. "Is there a problem?" I asked and Tommy nodded.
"Yeah that blanket." He replied, stepping closer to me. I frowned and he grabbed the blanket from my hand, slowly pulling it away. I stood in front of him naked with the blanket now at my feet. His eyes trailed over my exposed body, lingering on my chest. He stepped even closer and placed a hand on my face causing me to look up into his eyes. "Hmm you know we can always try for round two?" He said while chuckling and kissing my cheek to my neck. I laughed slightly and pushed him away gently, "Sorry but I think I've already been thoroughly fucked for the week." Tommy's eyes went wide to my response as I started to grab my clothes and slip them on.
My eyes wandered the room trying to figure out which clothes were mine from those scattered all over the bedroom floor. "Looking for this?" Tommy asked as I turned to him and saw a shredded piece of clothing that looked like my shirt from last night. I gaped at him and he grinned big. "Sorry?" He turned to the small dresser and plucked a shirt from a drawer. "You can borrow that." He tossed the shirt to me and I caught it, slipping it over my head quickly. He whistled and I shook my head with a small laugh. "What now." I said, crossing my arms over my chest.
"You look damn good in my shirt." He replied with a full blown smirk plastered on his face. I shook my head and pushed past him out of the room. I walked down the hall way into the living room with Tommy in tow. The living room was littered with bottles and other trash. A few girls lay mostly exposed on the couch, tangled together. Vinnie came out from the kitchen and shook the girls awake. "Time to get lost," he said chucking clothes at the girls. I think by the faces they made the clothes weren't theirs. I shook my head and walked into the kitchen and started looking for food. I opened all the cupboards but found nothing same with the fridge. "Don't you guys eat?" I asked shutting the fridge.
Vinnie looked at me while raising an eyebrow, "Food? Oh we don't own any of that. All our money goes towards beer and hair spray." I nodded in response to him and sighed before Tommy looked at me with a beer in his hand, "We can go get some breakfast if you want." I shrugged before grabbing my bag, "I should probably be getting home anyway."
Tommy's face turned into a pout as he looked at me, not wanting me to go for some reason. "What? I have work later and I need a shower. I can't be smelling like stale beer and sex." I said and Vinnie laughed. Nikki stumbled out from the hallway, rubbing his head tiredly. "Anymore whiskey?" He asked and Vinnie shook his head, "No, it got finished off. Time to make a run for some more. Lizzie girl here wants to go get food, I guess we can pick some up." He said and Nikki nodded. Nikki grabbed a random shirt and slipped it over his head.
"Well, lets go." Nikki grumbled and we all followed him out of the apartment and walked to the nearest store, Tommy grabbed my hand and inlaced my fingers with his.
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Dancer ➳ Tommy Lee
FanfictionAs a child, my parents had always told me I would grow up to do great things like finding the cure to cancer or helping the world get rid of pollution. They told me I was a blessing to their lives and to the lives of others, and I believed them, I t...