Wild Side: Tommy Lee FanFiction

Secrets-Chapter II

My eyes fluttered open to the morning sun shining through the window, the birds were chirping softly outside and it sounded like pure bliss.

I yawned softly, looking down to see in my sleep I had moved from my side of the bed and drifted to Tommy's.

I turned my body around, facing a slightly snoring, sleeping Tommy who was half off the bed. I tried to hold back my laugh looking at the image.

I peeled back the covers and crept out of bed quietly, attempting to let the rockstar continue sleeping and headed into the bathroom.

The morning ritual of washing and drying was soothing and I dawdled over it, pondering what was ahead for me today.

I was excited to be back on the road again, it hadn't felt the same in my life while being at home.

I was also thankful that I didn't feel like complete shit today, I think it was because I got such a good sleep.

I dressed back into my outfit from the previous night, holding Tommy's neatly folded top under my arm I headed out the room.

When I entered the room, I noticed Tommy was still asleep.

I walked across on my tippy toes attempting to be as quiet as possible, to his suitcase, placing his shirt inside.

'Morning.' I heard a gravely morning voice say, I guess my mission had failed.

Hearing his husky morning voice made me feel warm inside, the type of warmth you get from having a warm drink.

I spun around, my eyes revealing Tommy now lying sprawled out in the middle of the bed smiling up at me with his signature tight lipped smile, it caused him to have cute little lines at the sides of his mouth.

'Morning.' I sung, walking across the room to open the blinds more, allowing much more sun inside.

Tommy groaned, sitting up in his spot in protest. 'What the fuck, Rani!'

I smirked, pulling the bed sheets off Tommy, exposing his shirtless toned chest and boxers.

Tommy let out another groan.

'Stop being such a baby, we have to leave soon. Go have a shower.' I ordered, pointing at the bathroom door.

The drummer flopped himself back down. 'Fuck you're mean.' He cried out in sort of a half yell.

'It's my job to be mean.' I told him simply. 'Now you work on getting yourself up, I'll run the water for you.'

I waited for him to reply but it was silence from the Drummer.

That little shit had gone back to sleep on me?

I made my way to the side of the bed, grabbing a pillow and whacking it over his face.

'What was that for!' He yelled, rising in his spot.

'Up!' I repeated. 'Now!'

Tommy and I had what seemed to be a stare off for a moment, as if to see who would give in first.

The rockstar sighed before climbing out of bed and followed me slowly in defeat to the bathroom, muttering to himself.

I turned on the hot water, testing it with my hand to get it to the perfect temperature.

'Alright it should be good-' I began but was cut off by turning around and seeing Tommy had already taken off his boxers and was standing there completely naked.

'Tommy.' I shrieked, attempting to act like I didn't like what I saw. You had to be mad to think he wasn't attractive, but he was a rockstar and I was a roadie it would never happen.