[Anon request: the dirt idea- you and tommy are best friends and you flirt constantly and everyone’s trying to get you two together lmao]
Warnings: language, mention of sex, alcohol use
Since middle school, you and Tommy had been tight. He was always doing wild and crazy things and you were right there beside him cheering him on and laughing at his antics. He had always been the type of person to do things that made people laugh or sometimes put people into shock. It was insane but you loved every minute of it. In high school, things remained the bond remained the same. But with age, you had more freedom to go to clubs and go see bands together every weekend. Music was a love you shared.
When he joined a band, you were even more psyched. The fact that you guys loved listening to music together, seeing bands, and now he was IN one? He went through a band or two to get where he was now but since the day he met Nikki Sixx in that diner and the band Mötley Crüe formed, you knew he was in the right place. You would sit through rehearsals and watch them practice for hours and the sound they made was incredible. Between Tommy killing it on the drums, Nikki skilfully playing the bass, Vince’s piercing vocals, and Mick’s sick guitar riffs, no other band could stand a chance in your eyes. You knew they would be something great.
Tommy loved having you around, you were the best supporter. You always gave good constructive criticism but also let them know of their talents and how great they were doing. Whether you were supporting him in his silly pranks or with the music or simply just being there to talk, he knew you were a forever friend. Everyone else had other ideas however.
“You’re just perfect for each other!” Tommy’s mom would always say whether at dinner at his house or when Tommy would come home from practice. You guys always heard it from his parents, your mom, and especially the boys. Sure, you guys flirted relentlessly, but that didn’t mean you were ready to date each other and put all of that on the line.
“What do you think? It’s called, Shout At The Devil.” Tommy grinned at you behind the drum set he was seated at. He was twirling his drum sticks in his hand skilfully like he always did while waiting on your approval.
“It’s…you know, it’s okay.” You shrugged playfully, trying not to goad on his ego. Nikki, Vince, and Mick all chuckled to themselves. Nikki looked at you, back at Tommy and then back to you again.
“Oh just okay?” Tommy got up and came over to playfully punch you on the arm.
“Don’t start with me Lee, because you won’t be the one to finish it.” You smiled up at him.
“So it’s like that? You wanna go? Huh?” He playfully put his fists up.
“Jesus can you guys just fuck already,” Nikki rolled his eyes and looked over at you and Tommy again. “Seriously guys the tension is killing us all.” Vince chimed in while putting the microphone down on the floor.
“Not every female that comes around this band has to have sex with any of you. Tommy and I are just friends and you guys know that.” You didn’t know why you felt the need to explain yourself.
“Don’t listen to her, she’s just mad she hasn’t gotten in my pants yet.” Tommy joked and stuck that infamous tongue out and you giggled. The guys all rolled their eyes at all the flirting and this wasn’t the first time they had brought up you guys being together. It all started when one drunken night occurred and Tommy had to take care of you. You always tried to keep up with their drinking but your body just couldn’t handle it quite as well as theirs could. That night you had all been partying at Nikki’s apartment and a few hours in, you were an absolute mess.
“You okay, Y/N?” Nikki bent down to look you in the eyes while you stumbled around in the kitchen for another shot of whatever you could find. “Yeah yeah, I’m fine.” You cheesily smiled at him while continuing to peruse the selection. “Whatever you say,” Nikki laughed at your drunken state. “Hey! Where’s Tommy?” You turned around to ask him suddenly remembering you hadn’t seen your best friend in awhile. “I don’t think you want to know babe.” Nikki said while gesturing to the bathroom in the hallway. There were people crowded in every inch of the tiny apartment but you just rolled your eyes, pushed past all of them and banged on the door. “Tommy! Open up!” You screamed. You started to feel sick and everything was spinning. You knew he was in there having sex with some random groupie who wasn’t worth his time. He would eventually claim he loved her and then have a new girl the next week. You jiggled the door handle and noticed it was unlocked. At this point, you just knew you needed to leave and go puke your guts out. You flung the door open and saw him behind, yet another, girl who’s pants were also down.
“Jesus, Y/N what the fuck?” He said, his eyes opened wide. He immediately pulled himself out and glared at you as he buttoned his tight leather pants back up. “I really really need to leave, I don’t feel good.” You slurred, probably sounding like a five year old little girl. He shook his head, apologized to the other girl, and grabbed you quickly but gently. “Let’s go outside, get you some air.” Tommy said with his hand on your back. He led you out the door away from all the noise onto the small balcony.
“You okay?” He looked at you and he didn’t even seem angry that you interrupted his little sex session.
“Yeah I’m fine, just got a little too drunk I think.” You rubbed your eyes, hoping that you could somehow sober up and enjoy the party around you.
“I’m sorry I didn’t mean to interrupt-“ but Tommy cut you off while gently rubbing your back.
“Hey, stop. It’s cool. You’re my number one, always.” He did a little side smile at you. You nodded and began to sit down on the cold concrete to gather yourself together. Your stomach was turning rapidly and you knew you would have to be sick soon. Tommy joined you on the ground and gently rubbed your back to soothe you. You looked into his eyes and saw something there but you weren’t really sure. You leaned in and so did he, until the apartment door opened letting out some light and smoke. Mick stood there, sighed and looked up to the sky for some answer to whatever he was thinking.
“Get a room.” He said in a flat voice and shut the door again.
“Why does everyone keep saying that?” You slurred once again.
“No idea.” Tommy looked down and smiled a small smile but again, you knew something was there behind it.
(Part two maybe?? Let me know!!)
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