~ nicole was a runaway, an outcast. roaming the streets of la she came across a certain boy who took her in. she had found a home and family of her own, but it turns out a certain band soon was her new family. after living with him, she realized she...
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1981
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"NICKI! DID YOU TAKE MY HAIRSPRAY?" tommy busted into the bedroom and found nicole sitting at her vanity applying eyeliner. "yea tom, sorry." with her free hand she grabbed the bottle of hairspray and handed it blindly to him. he stood behind her looking into the same mirror, spraying it all over his teased waves. "what's the occasion?"
she finished her makeup and looked up at him, tommy too busy worrying about his hair to listen. "huh?" she huffed and turned back around to continue putting on her makeup. "what are you getting all rocked out for?"
tommy was looking full on metal; hair teased to the gods and wearing tight leather pants with a red cropped top and a leather jacket. "we have another gig tonight dude. you should totally come and meet the guys."
after suite 19 which was his old band that was no good, tommy had just recently joined a new group. they have already played a few gigs here and there but we're still very new to the scene, so not much people knew about them yet or so she assumed.
nicole was either always working the nights they would play or nursing a hangover. she really wanted to go and support since it was the only thing most important to him other than her.
ever since tommy had asked nicole to stay the night, he wanted her to live with him and his family. they took her into their home with the most love she's ever been given, treating her like their own daughter. her and tommy have become best friends over the time she stayed there, even with athena.
even though she's older than him, he still plays a role as a protective older brother. whether it's at the mall, record store, or a bar tommy will scare any guys off who hit on her, which annoyed the shit out of nicki.
"well i'm free tonight, but i don't have anything to wear." she frowned and took off her robe revealing her plain tank top and pajama bottoms.
"don't worry dude, you just gotta wear something slutty to get in." he chuckled and left the room to prep himself more before the show.
she groaned as she rummaged through her closet to find anything she considered slutty. "nicki hurry up if you're going man, i need to get there at 8!" she ignored him and continued to search until she came across a short leather skirt and a skin tight red top that made her breasts stand out.
"ok i'm ready!" she threw on her leather jacket and ruffled her hair before putting on her docs and running down the stairs. they climbed into his rusty ford truck and sped off to the starwood.
