Like a Virgin | Nikki Sixx

21.

(This is what I imagine Charlie and Nikki's height difference to look like, but you can imagine it however you want. Also look how cute he is😗)

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Nikkis p.o.v

After I saw Charlie and Tommy kiss, I had to leave. I couldn't dare stay to watch, I just couldn't. Something boiled in me when I saw how Tommy grabbed her. It made me sick.

Now, I'm walking down the beach away from everyone. And yea, I might be throwing a bit of a temper tantrum, but who cares.

The farther I got away from everyone and their bullshit, the quieter. The better.

That is until I heard soft thuds behind me. I had an idea of who it was, but I didn't care at this point.

The thuds grew softer as I came to a stop. I smirked and started walking faster, taking larger steps than I did before.

The little thuds behind me, became faster as the person was trying to catch up with me.

I didn't know where I was going, and that's okay because anywhere is better than the party.

I couldn't contain the smile that danced across my lips, when I heard little breaths. I knew it was Charlie, I just knew it. Who else would follow me, everyone knows not to fuck with me.

I decided it would be fun to take a dip in the water, Charlie would have no where to hide, and would have to confront herself.

I slowly reached for the hem of my shirt and slowly but surely, began pulling it over my head. Making sure to flex my back muscles in the process, I know that drives some girls crazy.

I reached down and unzipped my leather pants, peeling them off and throwing them to the side, along with my boots and shirt.

I was now shirtless and only wearing black boxers. Usually I don't wear underwear, but I was planning on swimming tonight.

I began walking into the water that was now not as cold as the other day.

I could hear some shuffling going on behind me, she was probably trying to find somewhere to hide. Good luck to her, because last time I checked there were no hiding places.

Charlies p.o.v

I was still following Nikki like the creep I am. I wanted to see where he was going, no harm in that right?

My little feet were starting to ache the further we walked down the beach, and I was starting to lose my breath.

I almost ran into his back when he stopped abruptly. He stood still, oh shit, he caught me. How embarrassing.

He began walking again, but this time faster. Taking larger steps than he did the last time. I huffed silently and picked up my pace as well.

He came to another stop and he looked out over the ocean, slowly reaching for the hem of his shirt. Oh no, he's not going to swim is he? I have no where to hide if he does.