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"I'm driving!" Tommy yelled, running to the van.
Vince scoffs and shrugs his shoulders, following him. "You realize it's a long drive right, you get to sit up there cramped for 12 hours."
A large smirk paints Tommy's face. "Yeah 12 hours where I can control the music."
"Motherfucker," Nikki shouts racing him to the van. Unsurprisingly, Tommy's head-start and super human legs get him there in no time, leaving Nikki panting on the side walk. "No Cheap Trick!" Nikki and Vince yelled simultaneously.
"If you let me play Cheap Trick, I'll let you all choose a song, how's that?"
"Oh how generous of you." You say sarcastically, holding your hands to your chest.
"I try, I try," Tommy replies smugly leaning against the car door. He checks his watch and throws his arms up in frustration. "Can someone get Mick up, cause if I do it, he won't be happy."
Groaning, you start to walk back towards the house. "I'll do it."
You knock on his door, and you hear nothing. Opening it up, you're met with a passed out Mick sleeping on his back.
Feeling mischievous, you go and sit on his lap, feeling him stir a little.
"Mickey, wake up," You coo into his ear, and when he doesn't respond you grab the glass of water on his bed side table.
Holding it over him, you start to tip it. Just as the first droplet starts to fall, Mick's hand shoots up and grabs your arm that held the cup. "I wouldn't do that if I were you (Y/N)." He mutters with his eyes still closed.
"Uh huh, what are you gonna do about it rockstar?" You ask with a smug smirk painted on your face.
His eyes peak open and he replicates the smirk on your face. In the blink of an eye, he slaps your hand, causing the cup to tilt over you.
He slips from underneath you and jogs out room.
"I'm gonna kill you Mick." You shout, running out of the room after him.
As you turn the corner, a hand slaps over your mouth and pushes you back into them. You look up and see Mick, was the one holding you back. His hand slides from over your mouth and brushes your breast as it goes down. You could feel his crotch resting snugly against your backside and the proximity of you two made shocks shoot throughout your body.
