Carly's POV
"Just turn left up here." I said. "We're going to Target." I added on.
Nikki turned into the parking lot and they all gasped. "Holy shit! That's what Target looks like now?" Nikki asked.
"Yeah, did it look a lot different in the 80s?" I asked.
"Not completely different, but there's definitely a change." Tommy spoke up.
Nikki pulled into a parking space and opened the door. I unbuckled my seatbelt and reached over, shutting the door before he got out.
"What?" Nikki asked.
"Before we go in, please, please, please keep a low profile. These disguises suck and I'm afraid that people will see you all and take pictures and if your present, or future selves see them, it'll be bad." I explained.
"Okay, low profile. Want us to crawl in? Maximum low profile?" Nikki asked.
"I'm being serious!" I exclaimed.
Nikki laughed. "I know, I hear you. We'll all keep a low profile." He said.
"We promise." Mick spoke up.
I smiled. "Okay, let's go." I said and opened the door.
We all got out and started to walk into the store. I grabbed a cart and started to walk to the Men's Clothing section.
"Okay-" I started to say as I turned back to face the boys, but they weren't there. I looked around. "Guys?" I asked. "Fuck." I muttered.
I started to go down the aisles. If I were Motley Crue, where would I be? Well, I know that Tommy and Nikki are together. I went to the Women's Undergarments are and sure enough, Nikki and Tommy are there. Nikki seems to be chatting up some girl.
"So, do you come here often?" Nikki asked, leaning against one of the racks, which immediately fell over, Nikki tumbling over on top of it.
The girl laughed and walked away. I groaned and walked over to Nikki. "What about low profile did you not understand!?" I asked.
"I saw a hot chick." Nikki replied and stood up.
"You have bras hanging off you, this isn't smooth!" I said and took the bras off him.
Tommy laughed. "You fell hard! Like a bag of bricks!" He laughed.
"Shh!" I hushed. "You guys are so loud." I muttered and picked up the rack that Nikki knocked over.
"We're rockstars, of course we're loud." Tommy said.
"Don't leave my side." I said and grabbed the cart again.
"Can I push the cart?" Tommy asked.
"Go ahead." I replied and let go of it.
Suddenly, Nikki lifted me up and put me in the cart. I yelped a little and covered my mouth, my face heating up.
"What are you doing?" I asked.
"Giving you a ride on the wild side." Nikki replied with a wink.
"You did not just say that." I laughed.
"Let's go look for Vince and Mick, T-Bone!" Nikki exclaimed.
Suddenly, Tommy started running. Nikki running right beside the cart. I smiled wide and laughed. I gripped onto the sides of the cart as we rounded a corner.
"I think I know where Vince is." Tommy said. "Where's the makeup aisle?" He asked.
"Uh, there!" I said and pointed.
Tommy stopped running and we looked down the makeup aisles. Sure enough, Vince was there.
"Vinny!" Nikki called.
Vince looked over. "Look at all the lipsticks!" He exclaimed.
I laughed and Tommy pushed the cart over to Vince.
"I've never seen so much makeup in my entire life." Nikki said, looking at the shelves.
"You should see my beauty room, then." I said with a laugh. "Oh! Since we're here– Can you push me over to there?" I asked and pointed over to the false eyelashes. Tommy pushed the cart over and I grabbed a few pairs of them. "I need some new ones." I said.
"Well, all we need to find is Mick and then we can get some clothes and leave." Vince said, walking over and tossing multiple lipsticks in the cart.
After looking around for Mick, we found him just wandering around the electronics. At least someone knew what it means to keep a low profile.
We got to the Men's section and I hopped out of the cart. "Okay, pick out some clothes." I said.
"All of these clothes suck." Tommy mumbled.
"No they don't, you haven't even looked around yet." I said.
"Holy shit! I found a Crüe shirt!" Nikki exclaimed and held it up. "We're still relevant??" He asked.
"Very. You guys are still the biggest rock band in the world." I replied. "Even though, you all don't tour anymore." I added on.
"What? We don't tour? Why?" Tommy asked. "We love touring."
"I'm not sure. You guys just retired." I replied.
"That's shit." Mick said as he looked through the pants. "And these are shit, too." He said and held up some pants. "I mean, seriously. What the fuck is this?" He asked.
I laughed. "It's what's in now. Stop whining and pick some clothes, you guys!" I said. "Underwear, pajamas, lounging clothes. All that." I said.
After a really, and I mean REALLY long time, we finally checked out and we're driving back home.
"It's getting late, when we get back, where do we all sleep?" Mick asked.
"Well, I have a guest bedroom, 2 people can sleep there, the couch and someone can sleep with me or on the floor." I replied.
"I call the guest bedroom." Mick said.
"We're bunking together! Tommy announced.
Mick groaned loudly. Which made me laugh.
"So, who's sleeping with you?" Vince asked me.
"Uh–"
"Me, I am." Nikki said and smirked. "You already wanna sleep with me, so why not?" He asked.
My face heated up again. Vince laughed. "Okay, I'll sleep on the couch. Tomorrow, I'm sleeping with you, Carly." He said.
I didn't reply. I just looked out the window and covered my cheeks. My face is so hot, I'm also screaming on the inside, I'm so excited to sleep next to Nikki. I've always wanted this, but how can I sleep when the hottest man alive is laying next to me?
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