Eddie Van Halen imagines

Lead singer

Warnings: none
Word count: 1180

I dash across my room, grabbing my bass guitar and throwing it into its case. I carry that out to my friends car along with the rest of my equipment including my amp and extension cords. I pack a bag of deodorant, makeup, perfume and a hairbrush. I somehow managed to book my band a gig at some high end kinda bar in Pasadena California. I played bass, my friend Jamie was on guitar and my friend Sandy was on drums. And then there was Victoria. She's the lead singer but hardly ever showed to practice or gigs and rarely kept in contact with us.

After packing my things, I drive down to the bar and start to load my stuff into the building with the help of Jamie and Sandy. We set up the stage and then went backstage to get ready. I wore black ripped jeans and a misfits muscle tank. I threw on black high top converse and quickly did my makeup. I spent five minutes trying to get my hair done.

"What's up y/n?" Sandy asks

"My hair won't fucking sit right." I say

"Oh well I've got news." She says

"Oh yea?" I say

"Victorias out so you'll be doing vocals." She says

"What the fuck. She's never here." I roll my eyes

"Yea I know she's been a prick but you're the only one here who's got good vocals, there's no way Jamie and I would do it."

"Fine but I swear to god if she skips one more fucking time I'm kicking her out of the band." I say

Sandy walks away and I finish doing my eyeliner and grab my bass, quickly tuning it before the show. I grab a glass of water to make sure I wouldn't screw up my voice. We soon get called on stage and plug our instruments into the amps.

"Alright, we got some maniacs here tonight." I say, the crowd goes wild. "That's what I like to see, some thrashing out there."

The crowd goes crazy, yelling and throwing their hands in the air.

"Alright this is gonna be Cherry bomb!" I say

Sandy counts us in on her drums and Jamie starts to play, me following in soon after. I start to sing the lyrics, slowly getting more confident. I see a group of guys walk into the bar with instruments in their hands.

"Get down ladies you've got nothing to lose!" I sing, clearing my throat as I see the guys pass the stage.

The song ends and we start to play another. We played songs by bands like led zeppelin, black sabbath, iron butterfly and more and the crowd was crazy! They really seemed to love us.

"This is gonna be the last song of the night." I say "it's a little one called rock and roll all night."

I pluck at my bass, flipping my hair to the guitar and hitting the notes of every lyric. My head falls down and I flip my hair as I pick it back up to get to the mic. The song ends and I walk up to the mic once again.

"Some people tell me that I need help, some people can fuck off and go to hell!" I yell, ending the show with a bass solo and flipping off the crowd.

I exit the stage, rolling my eyes and panting. I set down my bass and walk over to the mirrors, fixing my makeup and applying perfume and deodorant.

"Holy shit y/n you rocked them! You're way better than Victoria." Jamie says

"Yea that's cuz Victoria never fucking shows up." I state

I hear people come backstage and try to ignore them. I grab a bottle of jack daniels and pocket some cigarettes and make my way outside and to the back of the building. I lean against the brick and light a cigarette, thinking over the show. It definitely didn't go how I wanted, thanks to Victoria but she wasn't worth it anyways. I bring the bottle of jack up to my mouth, taking a swig. I notice a guy come near me and take out a cigarette.

"You did great out there." He says

"Thanks." I say, annoyed

"I'm Eddie by the way." He says

"Y/n." I say, taking a drag

"So you play bass and sing?" He asks

"I wasn't supposed to sing but our vocalist never fucking shows up." I take another swig of the drink

"You should do lead then, you'd be great." He says

"Ya that's what everyone else says."

We enter the building again and I sit in front of a mirror, once again trying to fix my hair. Eddie and his band go up and play their show which from what I heard was amazing. An hour passes and they all come backstage after finishing their show. I look around and see Jamie and Sandy had left, leaving me with no ride home.

"What's up y/n?" Ed says

"My hair won't fucking sit right." I say

"Oh. Got a ride home?" He asks

"Nope." I say

"Need one?"

I look up at him, debating saying yes or no.

"Only if you're willing."

"Yea of course." He says

We load our stuff into the trunk of his car and get in.

"I know we just met but if you need, you can stay at my place." He says

"Yea that works, my mom might kill me if I come home this late." I say

We make it to his place and walk inside. He gives me extra clothes to sleep in and shows me to an extra bedroom.

"Hey sorry about being so stand-offish earlier, I really appreciate you doing all this for me." I say

"Ya no problem, I get it." He says

"Ok cool. So what got you into guitar?" I ask

"Eric Clapton, I went to one of his concerts when I was real young and it clicked." He says "what got you into bass?" He asks

"I went to some guitar shop and one of the employees said girls can't play so I learned how to." I laugh

"That's sweet." He says

I nod, walking over to him. I helped him put all of his things away and such. We stood in the extra bedroom, chatting about music and things. I felt obliged to kiss him. I kept looking from his eyes to his lips whenever he spoke and got butterflies in my stomach when he ran a hand through his hair.

I moved closer to him and he suddenly cupped my face in his hands, bending down and gently kissing me. I felt a blush creep onto my cheeks and my hands fell around his neck, running through his hair and pulling him impossibly closer to me. He slips his tongue into my mouth, intertwining it with mine. He then pulls apart.

"Shit." I mumble

"I- I like you a lot." He smiles

"Yea me too."

"Be my girlfriend?" He asks

"Sure." I smile