Nikki's POV:
I walked into The Whiskey wearing my brand new leather pants and a tank top. My hair was teased super high, I had some eyeliner on and a belt with a huge buckle and some chains. I went all out! I had to try and impress though, right!?We started doing our rounds of greeting the people we knew and a couple of fans came over for autographs. I made my way round the club, hoping I'd bump into some crazy Brit with black hair and a great rack... but she wasn't there.
I headed to the bar to grab myself a drink, hoping to pass the time.
"I'll have a Jack, no ice...actually just give me the bottle" I said to Kim as I rested my hands against the bar and looked around the club.
"She's not here you know" she said as she slid a bottle over to me.
"What are you talking about?" I asked.
I'd known Kim for years now, she was a good friend to the 4 of us.
"Olivia? The new girl you were talking to last night...She's working over at the Veil tonight" she said as she leaned against the bar.
"Why would I even..."
"Cut the bullshit Sixx, you've been wearing your so called lucky leathers in here for years and now look at you!" she smirked.
"She's just a chick! Besides, I needed some new leather pants" I shrugged.
"You keep telling yourself that dude" she smirked as she tapped my shoulder and left to serve another customer.
I looked around and the guys looked just as bummed as me. There were no hot chicks, the band that was playing sucked, nobody was dancing. We needed to get outta here.
I walked over to the booth the guys were sitting in and told them we should head over to Seventh Veil. Them fuckers didn't exactly need much convincing.
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We walked through the double doors and I could feel the bass of the music in my chest. I looked around the club and walked through the thick fog of cigarette smoke, towards the bar.
After pushing past a bunch of people, I squeezed myself in at the bar.
"I'll get two Jack's, a Budweiser and a vodka cranberry" I asked the bartender.
"You're Nikki Sixx, right?"
I turned around and I had 4 girls swarm me at once. They started asking a bunch of questions and began to pull me in every direction. Out the corner of my eye I could see a girl with black hair walking towards the bar. I turned around and I saw Liv smirking at the mess I was in.
"Ladies it's awesome meeting you and everything but I really gotta get going" I said as I tried to graciously shoo them away
"I'll get a Sex On The Beach and a Woo Woo, please Ron!" I overheard Liv say.
"But don't you want a dance?" One girl asked as she ran her hand across my chest.
"We could totally go to like...one of the suites Gloria has. The champagne room is awesome!" Another said.
"Thanks for that, mate!" I overheard.
I turned around and saw Liv pick up two cocktail glasses and started walking away. I tried to break away from the girls but they all cornered me into the bar and began rubbing their hands all over me.
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Dishing The Dirt: Nikki Sixx • Mötley Crüe •
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