There's No Place Like Home

Jack Daniels!

Jordan's POV:

Just when I thought the chaos couldn't get any worse...the opening act came out on stage. I watched in awe. I dreamed of going to places like this. I loved it. The feeling of everyone together having a good time and listening to music. I began nodding my head to the music when I realized who it was.

"Thank you! That was our song called Piece Of Me and we are Skid Row!" Sebastian Bach yelled into the mic.

"Holy shit..." I whisper to myself. Not only did Skid Row perform my favorite song by them but this was before they made it oh-my-god huge. I was in love.

"Next ones called Youth Gone Wild!!" Bach yelled into the mic. I knew they were newer because people banged their heads but didn't sing along the lyrics. I already knew the lyrics which was really hard not to yell out. Every second of this day was weird.

"Holy shit. I like these guys." Sarah smiled.

"Me too." I nodded.

"Alright! Y'all ready for Mötley fucking Crüe?!" Baz yelled into the mic. Everyone went crazy. Hell, I was going crazy. Girls began to take their damn shirts off before they even came out. It amazed me. Although, I don't blame them. It was '87 which means Girls Girls Girls just released.

Just as that thought crossed my mind, I heard Mars's riff to Wild Side. I looked up and sure enough. There was Mötley Crüe in their younger forms. So much energy. A lot of it radiating off of Tommy. Figured. Then Nikki came out. He was everything I thought he would be and more. I felt myself literally wet downstairs. I couldn't believe my hero was in the same room as I am.

"Take a ride on the wild side!" Vince screamed into the mic.

"Earth to Jordan." Hank snapped his fingers in my face.

"Oh! Sorry!" I gasped.

"You've got costumers." Hank huffed.

I ran over to the people that needed me and went back to working. As hard as it was. I was at a Crüe concert and I couldn't even headbang.

"We're Mötley Crüe! Y'all know who we are. We love you guys! Goodnight!" Vince waved to the crowd before disappearing behind the stage.

"That was so fucking good." I shake my head.

"I know right?!" Adrianna laughed.

"Girls! Come here!" Hank yelled.

"Yeah?" Adrianna popped her gum.

"Don't freak out but the Crüe boys want some drinks. One of the wants Vodka..." He trailed off.

I know Mick used to drink hella vodka. I remembered.

"...and then the rest they want-"

Nikki and Tommy loves drinking Jack.

"Jack Daniels!" I blurt out.

"Y-yes. How'd you know that?" Hank and Adrianna looked at me weirdly.

"I-I-I'm a huge fan." I shrug trying to play it off cool.

"Go get them their drinks girls." Hanks rubs his temples.

"He's not friendly during work isn't he?" I chuckle to Adrianna.

"Nope." She laughs.

I grab two bottles of Jack just to be sure and vodka for Mick. We walk to the back before this body guard stops us. He was tall and had a mustache. He looked familiar. I just couldn't figure it out.

"No ones allowed back there." He states.

"We're giving them their drinks." I raise my eyebrows.

"I ain't gonna fall for that shit. Get lost." He scoffs.

"Fred!" I heard a voice yell.

Fred Saunders. That's who it is. Crües body guard/security.

"Let the girls through. The guys want their drinks. You know that." Doc came up to us.

Fred rolled his eyes and moved out of our way. Doc lead us to the back where their dressing rooms were. I could hear laughing and loud talking.

"Dude! I need to do that again! That shit was so fucking funny!" Tommy cackled.

Doc cleared his throat. "Assholes? Your drinks are here."

Tommy came up to me. Just as imagined. A little string bean/goof ball.

"Two Jack Daniels? You must love us!" He smiled.

"Well obviously." I winked.

"Hey Sixx! The waitress brought two Jack bottles instead of one. Like the other bitch did." Tommy yelled.

"Thank fucking God." Nikki came out of the bathroom.

Our eyes met. Holy fuck. I don't even know what to do. But the weird part is, Nikki stared at me too. It was like he was a lion who saw its prey.

"Sixx, quit trying to eye fuck her and grab your drink and thank her. She got work to do." Vince snarled.

"Shut up fuckhead." Nikki warned him. "I'm Nikki." He smiled.

"Jordan." I pant. "Oh! This vodka is for Mick."

"Thank you love." Mick says behind me.

"Alright you guys have an amazing night. You guys did killer by the way." I smile as I went to walk out the room.

"Hey sweets! Why don't you stay in here?" Vince smirked.

"I thought I had work to do?" I retort making the guys giggle.

"Well not with a body like that." Vince shook his head.

"Seriously Vince? That's not how you talk to a woman ya prick." Mick snapped.

"It's fine. Really. I do have to get going though. It was nice meeting you guys." I walk out of the room.

I ended my shift and go back to the hotel. I just met Mötley Crüe. I couldn't believe it. Any of this. I need to start believing if I'm going to be working here. I lay in bed with the happiest of thoughts I've had in awhile.

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(A/N: Hey guys! Thank you so much for reading. I'm really liking this story so far. What do y'all think? Please feel free to comment and vote. It's greatly appreciated!
xoxo~Jordan)