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georgiaheartsdilfs · 2 years

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→ best friends klaus m x f!reader

prompt : you and klaus are best friends, although your friendship has been hidden for 3 years you spend every single day together. One day you get into an accident and Klaus goes to visit you in the hospital unbeknownst to him you knew about his secret the whole time. Klaus sat in his chair contemplating his next plan to take down his latest enemy, his mother and Finn. He stared at his painting that he had been staring at for the past 45 minutes, debating on whether the blood of his victims was missing from the art or if he didn't add enough. He taps his paintbrush gently against the armrest of his chair as his phone starts to vibrate in his pocket. "Hello, is this Mr Klaus Mikaelson?" the female voice said, Klaus, rolls his eyes back in annoyance "yes I am, how did you get this number?" he asked in an agitated tone "you are an emergency contact for Ms Y/N Y/L/N" hearing your name he placed his paintbrush down on his stand, the agitated tone disappears and he dusts off his hands putting the phone on speaker. "Why are you ringing on her behalf?" He clears his throat "I have called to let you know that Ms Y/L/N is in Houston Hospital, she was in a bad car crash yesterday. She is in stable condition but she does have a broken ankle, broken arm and she has torn a few ligaments in her left leg. She has a mild concussion and does not remember much but we were wondering if you were able to come in and rejog her memory" the nurse had said over the phone as Klaus rubs the bridge of his nose. pain in my ass the voice in his head said to himself as he picks up the phone "I will be there as fast as I can" he sighs checking the time shaking his head "thank you Mr Mikaelson" the female voice said before hanging up and Klaus places his phone in his back pocket. Turning to see his brother Elijah leaning against the door frame "Ms Y/N Y/L/N" he repeats with a smirk adjusting his cufflinks looking up to his brother "I didn't know you had a heart for humans brother" he says with a grin as Klaus rolls his eyes grabbing his coat shoving past his older brother. "Please Elijah come along, I do not have a heart for humans" Klaus says walking down the stairs to the car, Elijah looked at his brother impressed with the character development over the past 1000 years. "Well, you must have a heart for Y/N if she has the heart to put you as her emergency contact" Elijah chuckles proudly of his sentence "it's a 5-hour drive so buckle up," Klaus says ignoring his brother's remarks. some time later - klaus begins filling elijah in Elijah and Klaus walk into the hospital looking over to the lady at the reception "Hello, I am here to visit as Ms Y/N Y/L/N" Klaus says leaning over the desk sensing Elijah's amusement "Room 38 Floor 3" the lady smiles and Klaus walks away, Elijah following close behind him. Waiting in the elevator Elijah clears his throat "so you're best friends and she doesn't know your secret Niklaus" he says shocked followed by laughter, his brother finally had a friend and he didn't tell her the biggest truth of all. Klaus speeds down to her room and see the nurse "NIK" y/n yells from her bed swinging her arms up in the air in celebration "now that's a familiar face, Elijah, isn't it?" she says pointing to the figure behind her best friend. The nurse walks up to the two men shaking their hands "I assume you are Klaus she is a bit high on medication" she smiles at Klaus who nods and she walks out. "What on earth did you do?" He said walking over to her laying in the bed "some punk crashed into me you know it wasn't my fault I'm an excellent driver Nik" y/n pouts "Is this like the part where you introduce me to your dashingly hot brother" y/n whispers in his ear and Klaus shakes his head "y/n meet my brother Elijah, Elijah meet y/n the human" Klaus rolls his eyes and y/n smiles. "so how's the fang family" y/n slurs pointing between the brothers who look between each other, "I thought she had no clue Niklaus" Elijah says placing his hands on his hips "She doesn't I'd never tell her" they say talking in front of y/n "I'm here"

she waves her hands. "people talk, as ancient as you both are I thought you'd had a little clue that I knew, I was just glad you didn't kill me so I never brought it up" y/n pauses to burp "obviously" she says loopy looking around the room "why am I here again?" she asks reaching for the remote placed on the table next to her. Klaus quickly grabs it before her "what are you going to do compel me to forget" y/n says fiercely, Klaus looks at her intensely "oh bite me Nik" she blinks snatching the remote and Elijah chuckles quietly at her remark. "I didn't intentionally ask around for answers, I was at Rosseau's and I heard your vamp buddies talking about you" she continues to talk "that's enough I think you need more meds" Klaus says pressing the button on the remote to call the nurse "Niklaus" Elijah says. "What she is saying absurd things a vampire knows where their loyalty should be and if that loyalty is broken they know that they will no longer have the fortune of tasting bittersweet bl-" "Niklaus" Elijah cuts him off as the nurse walks in "What seems to be the problem" she smiles sweetly. "Yes I do believe she needs to be knocked out I believe the phrase is" Elijah says standing in front of his younger brother "She seems to think vampires exist" Elijah says chuckling as the nurse giggles "Oh yes well I suppose she does need more meds" The nurse says hooking another IV into y/n's arm. Y/n winces in pain "A NEEDLE" she squeals and Klaus holds her hand "maybe if you knew how to drive the needles wouldn't be a problem" Klaus rolls his eyes looking over to his brother who had a smile "it was an accident" y/n says with a sweet smile shrugging her shoulders as the nurse walks away "and the guy was following me so I swerved into him, although he healed quickly the sneaky bastard doesnt help that im accident prone" she says deeply in thought. Klaus turns to Elijah slowly, a look of confusion appears on Elijah's face "healed quickly did you say?" Elijah says stepping closer to y/n "he had been following me for days, I thought nothing of it until he tried to ram me off the highway" y/n says looking down to her arm petrified of the needle.

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emo-nightmar-blog · 4 years

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Prinxiety

(Cinderella)

It was a day like any other. Roman was talkin with his friends Patton and Logan. When out of no were Patton gasped. "LOOK!!!" Patton shouted his grin was beming with happenes "ITS THE NEW KID!!!!" Logan slowly looked up from his book anfd Roman did a jermatik jump as they both looked at the spot that Patton was jumping while pointing at.

"Patton" Logan saked as he terned his book upside down "Yes Logy?" Patton was still looking at the new kid "CALM DOWE" Logan had caut them all off gared and the two boys just started at Logan as he started to read his book again. Roman on the other hand had no coment he was stuned and his mined was racing all he could do was think about was how HOT that boy was blush started to creep up o to his face and it was like he was in a trance in till herd the shaping of Patton's fingers as he said his name. Roman blinked and shook his hed in atemped to brake the trance. " kiddo?" Patton said softly and don't worry in his voice "y-ya?" Roman was still looking at the boy. "Are you okay you seemed dased-" Patton stoped his sentins as he relized what was happening his grate friend Roman had been struk Patton could not help but squealing.

Meanwhile the new kid had been scanning the room to try and find a place to sit. And of course, Patton got up and started to walk over to him and that started the convection. It went on for 2 minutes when Roman noticed Patton sitting back down and then feeling asleep brush against of shoulder as the new kid sat down next to him Roman could steal his face heat up. But Patton was still beming with joy as they all talked but the new kid stayed silent and confined to his space in till...

" SO! Kiddo! Tell us about your self!" Patton was smiling ear to ear. The new kid paused and did an uncomfortable shifted in his seat and you could see that he was growing more and more anxious "yes" Logan said closing the book that he had just finished. "Tell us about yourself." Roman looked at the boy studing him and his dark purple hair and his black sweater with purple stitches on it with a dark purple shirt black ripped jeans and black punk boots. Roman was just staring at him and he did not notice this until he felt a kick on his leg and when he looked up he saw a stern look on Patton's facing 'stop staring'. Roman looked at the dark boy and started to speek

"Yes Emo, please do tell us about yourself." The boy glared at Roman and skofed, "ROMAN Be nice!!" Patton practically yelled over everyone in the lunchroom "Sorry!!" Roman started "But am I rong like LOOK at him!" Roman did a hand gesture pointing to the darker boy sitting next to them. "Still" Logan had takon Pattons side this time (agen) "well Emo will you speak" Roman knows that he was being mean but he could not help it he was over aimed by the amont of cute nes this guy had. "yes i do" The boy interrupted " prince!" His voice was hared low and gravoly Roman could not help but blush at the nik-name. "Oh~" Roman retaleated "I'm the prince am I " he had not expeted the other boy to talk to him at all so hat was his best come back "yes , yes you are " the kid had said back "and is that because I'm hot~" Roman tryed to make it sound like he was not flerting "N-no!" The kid had the lightest shade of pink onder neth his fondashon "your just as anoying as they are thow" At his pont Roman thought that he had nothing to lose "well if I'm the prince" he started as Logan and Patton watched "than I'll need a princess" the boy shifted in his set as he tried to gather his thoughts but than

BING BING BING

The bell rung and the Emo boy started to leave when Roman handed him a pece of paper "will you tell me your name please" the boy took the paper as he turned around to face Roman and said

"Cinderella!"

Than he vanished into the crowd never to be seen again

#sanders sides #prinxiety

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celestica-1988 · 5 years

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Time Bomb

The dirt!Nikki Sixx x Female Reader

Warning: drug abuse.

You struggled to remember the first time you meet Nikki Sixx.

Maybe it was at a rave in an occupied house or maybe at a punk concert in some locals, but that didn’t matter, you two clicked immediately.

After the first sight you exchange you were already kissing passionately, ignoring completely the music and the other people. And that night in bed you really try for the first time what wild sex was, you weren’t sure you could walk the next morning. But it wasn’t just sex with him, he was also the person that after ravished your body took his time to gently caress it and worshipped it, that man loved eat you out. You weren’t sure why, but you have one theory: the first time he marked you as his girl, the second showed how much he cared about you and he was in need of affection.

His mother was a bitch, his father left when Nikki was two, it was no surprise that guy was a mess, but still you loved him.

After all you were a mess too.

Your father killed your mother in front of you when you were eight and then try to assault you, luckily some neighbors called the police and that bitch was arrested. You never forgave him, he wrote countless time from jail but you tore all the letters apart.

After the murder you were placed in a foster home, since you were a cute kid they hoped that some family will adopt you soon, but what happened turned you in a little scared animal and you ran away every time a potential family showed up. You also had nightmares, you screamed all night so loud that, despite the lack of place you were put in a room alone.

You were twelve the first time you try alcohol, it was love at first sight.

Of course the people at foster home tried their best to hide it from you, but you always ended up finding it.

Your grades were a mess so at fourteen you were kicked out from school and forced to find a job. You tried to do a lot of jobs but you were always fired because of your bad temper.

At sixteen you left the foster home, no one ever came to claim you back.

After it there was just Nikki and the endless nights of having fun with the Mötley Crüe, you lied on your age so they did not know they were buying alcohol at a sixteen years girl instead of a twenty-one and Nikki did not know he was fucking an underage girl always drunk.

While touring with the band you discovered weed, you and Tommy smoked a lot, Tommy was also in cocaine like the other guys, except Mick, and Nikki was in heroin.

You got along with everyone except for Mick. You don’t hate each other, but something in the way he looked at you made you understand he knew that you were saying a lot of bullshit to everyone.

You were scared to confront him, so you just avoid each other, no one ever asked you why because they knew Mick was a bit of antisocial person.

You were drinking alone on the bus when Mick sat next to you.

“Y/N, you must tell Nikki the truth.” “What truth, dude?” “Do you think I’m dumb?

You are twenty one like me. How old are you really?”

“Does it even matter? I have booze and sex anyway.” “Yes, it matters.

The guy are on a contract with the Elektra record, every scandal could really kill us and our career.” “Oh, that’s why you are worried… Little selfish twenty one years alien.” “Stop it, you are not funny.” “I’m fucking sixteen and don’t even ask me if I have a family.

I lived in a foster home since I was eight and when I run away no one come to look for me.

Happy now?

Now go to hell and let me drink!”

“Tell Nikki the truth, before the things would go out of control.

You snorted, everything was perfectly fine.

You got high, you had sex, you had fun and the circle repeated every fucking day, how could it go out of control?

You had it checked

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It was a normal night when the things risked to go out of control.

You and Nikki were laying in a bed of an hotel, one of the countess you saw on tour with the band, after sex. You got used to the fact that then Nikki shot heroin in his veins and you looked all the rituals before and then to his happy face.

“Nikki?”

You shook him gently with a new brilliant idea in mind.

“What’s up, angel?” “Shoot me heroin, please.” He blinked two times, like he needed time to process the idea, than nodded.

He used one of his ties as a restraint, he fulfill the syringe and he was ready, you were so excited that you could barely stay still. Finally you will understand the happiness that Nikki found in that drug.

He was about to shoot it, but suddenly in his eyes you saw consciousness and than pure horror, he threw away the syringe. You were speechless, he removed the tie and threw it away too.

“Why?” “Y/N, don’t you understand?” “No, Nikki! I wanna be happy too!” He took your hands and squeezed them.

“You will never be happy with heroin, believe me.

What the hell was I thinking when I said yes to you?”

“I don’t understand, Nikki!” You screamed frustrated.

“You are always so happy after you shoot heroin, than I wanna try too, what’s wrong in it?” “I’m not happy when I shoot! It’s hell, pure hell!

You wanted more and more heroin, you look for money and you can do everything to find them, till one day there will be a last shoot and someone will find you dead somewhere with a syringe in your arm. And you will be another name on the papers, another worthless junkie. Is that what you want? Die?”

“But, you?”

“I choose this life cause I’m an idiot that hope to find the love of a mother in the drugs, but I choose it. I don’t wanna choose it also for you. I don’t wanna watch you destroy your life and thinking it’s my fault.

You don’t deserve it!”

You saw tears in Nikki eyes.

He put up some jeans and a t-shirt.

“I’m an idiot.”

He walked towards the door.

“Don’t go! Don’t leave me! You screamed at the tops of your lungs.

“I need time alone, the situation is no more under control.”

“If you go I’ll shoot myself some heroin!”

“Good luck.”

He showed you the syringe he threw away.

“This was the last one.”

He exit the door and you started to cry, your body automatically shifted to Nikki’s side to feel his warmth.

You ruined everything, he will never come back.

You were so stupid, you didn’t care anymore about heroin, you just wanted him back.

You wanted to hug him kiss him till you both remained breathless, but it would never happened.

You heard the door opened.

“Nikki?”

“I’m sorry, Y/N. I’m not him.” Standing next your bed there was Mick, you sobbed louder.

He sat next to you, he caressed slowly your hair and patted on your back.

“Ssh, Y/N. Everything will be okay.

Everything will be okay.” “He’s gone.”

You mumbled desperately.

“You were right, Mick. I should have told him everything. The situation went out of control and I’m the one to blame.”

“Wanna tell me what happened?” “Nikki shot himself heroin and I asked him if he could shoot it also in me. He was about to do it, but then he threw away the syringe and told me that drugs are hell and he can’t do this do it cause I didn’t deserved it.

He went away.

I fucked up Mick, Nikki wouldn’t want to see me again, he will never come back.”

“No, Y/N. If he stopped from shooting you it means that he cares about you and love you.

He will come back, we can’t leave without him.”

You chuckled between the tears.

“I miss him, Mick.

I fucking miss him.”

During all this time Mick was cradling you and you slowly felt better.

“Thank you. Wanna be my father?”

He chuckled.

“I’m too strange to be your father.” “Mine killed my mum in front of my eyes, you can’t be worse of him.”

He placed on the bed, he covered you.

“I’m sorry, little one.

Now sleep, you need it. Everything between you and Nikki will be fixed.”

He threw you a dirty Nikki tee, smelling the scent of him relaxed you enough to close your eyes.

“Thank you, Mick.” “You are welcome.” You felt into a deep sleep

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The next morning Nikki was plopped next to you, an elbow lifted.

You got rid of the blankets and hugged him tighter that you could.

“Don’t do ever again! Don’t leave me again, please.

Please.” You started crying again, he dried the tears with kiss till you were yourself again.

“Y/N, we need to talk and won’t be nice. I’m sorry.” “I’m the one that it’s sorry because I did a really stupid thing yesterday. Please, forgive me.” He smiled sadly.

“You are already forgiven, it’s my entire fault. I kept shooting next to you and it was normal that you wanted to try. And that’s lead to what I need to tell you.” He breathed deep.

“Tomorrow we’ll be back in Los Angeles and I’ll tell you what we’ll do.

I’ll go to rehab and you will go as well, you drink way too much, angel.” You nodded.

“We’ll see after rehab.” He shook his head.

“Y/N, you are not twenty one, not even eighteen. What’s your real age?” “Does it matter?” “If the papers or the Elektra Records find out, yes, it matters.

They will make your life a living hell and if there’s something bad in your past they literally tell it to everyone.” You thought to your mother dying faces and at the madness in your father eyes.

“I’m sixteen. I lived in a foster home in LA. My father killed my mother when I was eight.” “I’m sorry, love.”

You two hugged with desperation.

“I would like to stay with you, but I can’t right now. I’ll pay the rehab and in two years will be together again. On the road, living adventures.” There was something in Nikki’s voice that worried you.

“Swear to me you would come back.” He stayed silent.

“Nik, I won’t go anywhere if you don’t swear to me you will be back.” He was still silent.

“I don’t care if you think that you are not enough for me.

I don’t care if you think you are dangerous for me.

The only thing I care is that you will come back, so…”

You dried a tear.

“So come back to me.” “Yes I will, even if it’s better I won’t. I destroy everything I touch.” You hugged him so tight that you can feel his heart beats next to you ear.

“I love you, I really love you. Don’t say such things.”

He hugged you back.

“I love you, baby.” You started collected your stuff and put it in the suitcase.

It was incredible how short were the last two days, all you did was stay together with him holding hands, chatting, playing the dorks one and had sex during the last night.

And so the day you dread arrived, it was time to say goodbye to Nikki.

You watched him for a while and then kissed him with passion.

When you were forced to separate, he held you in his arms.

“I’ll be back. At your 18th birthday I’ll bring you with me.”

“I’ll wait, but you come back.”

“I will.”

Mick coughed lightly.

“Time to go.”

He kissed you forehead, you smiled.

Inside yourself you were dying, rotting slowly without the best part of yourself.

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The rehab was difficult.

The last time you were completely sober you were twelve. You talked a lot, suffered a lot, cried a lot and hugged strangers.

All you did was for him, for Nikki.

You wanted to be your best self for him so you two could be back together and had the wild life you both love.

Six month after you were out of the clinic, confused and scared till you saw Mick, waiting for you next to a car.

“Thank you.”

You whispered.

“Hey, Y/N. Who’s that man?”

Asked the girl you grew to hate most, Mick seemed to understand it.

“I’m her father. Bye, bitch.

Y/N, time to go.” You jumped in the car and Micks started it.

“Where are we going?” “Nikki rented a house for you in a quiet place.”

“I will never able to repay all that he did for me.” You said sadly.

“Just love him and help him stay away from drugs. It will be enough.” Mick’s voice was quiet.

“Why are you taking care of me?”

“I can’t let a kid like you alone in this world, you’re gonna get lost.”

You finally arrived to the house, furniture was already there so you hugged Mick.

“Bye, guitarist.” You were smiling sincerely, he smiled too.

You had a friend in this crazy world.

You put your clothes in the wardrobe and the rest at its place, then you opened the fridge, someone stuffed it with things. You heated up a pizza and ate it.

The day after you walked around for the neighbor and look for some jobs, you asked at two shops but they politely declined. You asked at a bar and they agreed to test you for a period.

You would start at six and end at two in the afternoon, it was good for you.

So the next day you started and found out you weren’t that bad as a waitress.

Your routine was set till the day Nikki will come back to you.

You were a bit impatient, but life was teaching you to wait.

December 23, 1987.

You were watching tv while drawing something when the news said that Nikki Sixx, bassist of the band Mötley Crüe was declared dead in an ambulance by heroin overdose.

That evening turned into a nightmare, you broke all the things you could and then started to cry, collapsing on the floor between the debris.

It couldn’t be possible.

He promised you he would come back, he couldn’t go where you couldn’t reach him.

It was a sick joke, but all the news said the same thing.

Nikki was dead.

Gone.

And you cried and cried, while your heart shattered in a thousand of pieces, lost in the rib cage.

An hour later you heard the gentle steps of someone, someone that cradled you like you were a little kid, you would recognize that touch in a millions.

“Mick, he’s dead. I can’t reach him, kill me.” You said with tears flowing on your check.

“He’s not dead, Y/N, there’s no need to die.”

“But the TV…” “He was declared dead, but a paramedic revived him with two shots of adrenaline. He’s alive and safe at the hospital.”

“Please, bring me to him. I need to see him. I need to see he’s real.”

“Ok, baby.

But promises you won’t draw any attention to you.”

“I’ll promise.”

“Good girl. Now let’s go.” “Mick…”

“Yes?”

“I love you, I think at you as the father I deserve.”

You never saw the guitarist smiled so bright, he caressed your hair gently.

“Let’s go, kid.”

He took you to the cars and started it, luckily there was not too much traffic towards the hospital. Curled up on the passenger seat you felt fragile and vulnerable at your best, you didn’t know if the person you loved was alive or dead. You felt like a piece of you as missing.

You finally arrived and Mick pushed softly at the entrance, you put a foot in front of another and finally entered the buildings. You took an elevator and then walked in empty corridors till the guitarist stopped at a door.

“Go, baby. He’s there.” You grab the door knob and went into the room, Nikki was lying on a bed, the light of the moon caressed his body.

You ran to him who widened his eyes.

“You are alive.”

You exhaled.

You kissed his hands, his forehead and cheeks.

He looked sad and ashamed.

“I didn’t want you to see me this way. I’m a mess.”

“All that matters to me is that you are alive.” You caressed his itchy chin.

“I know you hate show yourself vulnerable, but let me allow this.” He hugged you tightly.

“I’m sorry. It was never my intention to scare you like this.

I’ll be better than this, I’ll be someone worth of you.

The day of your 18th birthday I’ll come to pick you up, angel.”

“I’ll wait, love.”

You kissed and then he kissed your forehead.

“Time to go.” “I love you.” “I love you, too.” You went out of the room and cried.

He was alive.

He was fucking alive.

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21st January 1988

It was the day you turned eighteen, you packed up all your things yesterday evening.

Now you were waiting for Nikki and checking obsessively your outfit: a leather skirt, a Mötley Crüe t-shirt, fishnets, boots and a leather jacket.

Your make up was a bit dark, you put a lot of black pencil and a lipstick darker than usual.

You lighted up a cigarette while you were waiting for him walking around the house, you felt like a caged animal.

And finally the door knock you were waiting arrived, you opened the door and hugged Nikki with the cig still in your hands.

You looked at him, he seemed healthier and more beautiful than usual.

“You are awesome, Nikki.

You my awesome black angel.” You kissed him again.

“And you are my little fairy.

Time to pack things, love.

“Already done, mister Sixx.” You hugged him again.

“Wow, someone is impatient.” “It was two years, Nikki, and you died at some point. Off course I wanna be with you as soon as I can.”

“I know, I’m sorry, love.”

You two released from the hug and started moved your boxes from the house to Nikki’s car. It took a while, but now your life was really about to start.

You jumped in the car and Nikki started it.

“I can’t wait to stay with you.” Nikki laughed and smiled in a mysterious way, something was gonna happen, you thought.

Once arrived at Nikki’s villa you were almost knocked out by a hyperactive tall man known as Tommy Lee.

“I’m so happy you are happy you are back, I missed you, dwarf.” “I missed you too, giant!”

You hugged him and then someone pushed him away.

“Hey, bitch. It’s my turn.” Vince hugged you.

“Nikki is lucky to have you, but if he misbehave I’m here for you, darling.” “Try it and I kick you outta the band in a secondo, singer.” “Geez, someone is jealous.”

The last one was Mick.

“Thank you for everything you did for me.” “Am I your dad, right?”

“Right.” You said with tears stinging your eyes.

“Come on, people! Let’s go inside.” Inside everything was ready for a party an you all started dancing and have fun.

At some point Nikki hugged you from behind and kissed under the ear.

“When this tree are gonna I’m gonna give a proper welcome back, honey.”

There was a mischievous look in your boyfriend eyes.

“I can’t fucking wait.” You whispered, longing for feeling his skin against yours.

You felt vibrating, radiating happiness as it never happened before.

Nikki was your boyfriend, Tommy and Vince your brother and Mick your dad.

You felt surrounded by love and most of all by the feeling of finally find a family.

And then it happened.

The ticking of the time bomb you always felt in your chest stopped.

This was really your family and you found it on your own.

#the dirt fanfic #The Dirt #the dirt imagine #douglas booth!nikki sixx #nikki sixx #the dirt film

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