Katie's P.O.V
As we said, we got to the studio on time, showed Gov the song, worked on it for two hours, before us five fell asleep in the recording room. Three AM is not a good time to be going to bed.
"Monroe . . . Hey, Monroe. Wake up . . . Mon-"
"I can hear you, Vinnie. Just choosing to not listen." I mumbled, shifting into a more comfortable position, turning over onto my side.
"Katie, wait!" I heard Kirk call out, before I fell down with a crash.
"OW!" I opened my eyes, seeing I was on the floor, in front of Dylan's amp.
Kirk hurried over, and Vinnie crouched down next to me.
"Are you OK?!" He asked me.
Kirk helped me to sit up, as Vinnie checked me over.
"That hurt." I rubbed my upper left arm.
"You're OK... It's not broken." Kirk gave me a side hug.
"What happened? What time is it?" I asked.
"Well, what happened is you went to bed at three AM, so you all crashed in here. On the upside, 'Every Rose' is a classic..." My boyfriend smiled at me.
"Why y' on thah floor?" Stevie asked, lying on the amps, like I was.
It would appear we slept head to head.
"The dark lords called for me..." I told him, grabbing the amp behind me, to pull myself up.
"Why am I uph 'ere...?" Stevie mumbled.
Vinnie helped me gain my balance, as I saw Dylan was still asleep, lying with his head on Eddie's right leg. Eddie was propped up against my amp, looking uncomfortable, but sleeping well.
Dylan had a cowboy hat over his eyes, blocking out all light.
"It's three in the afternoon. You've all been asleep for four hours." Kirk told me.
"Why wake me up?" I looked from him to Vinnie, then back to him.
"Well, Gov told us you all crashed, and when I came in, Vince was awake. He asked if we should wake you guys, and I concluded you were probably the best one to wake up first, as Eddie's got Dylan on him..." Kirk explained.
"Fuck you..." I whispered, looking at him. "I'm tired, my arm hurts, and I don't know where my hat is..." I whispered, before walking up to Dylan, taking his hat, and heading for the sound room.
. . .
We had to sit and wait for Dylan to wake up, as waking him is a very bad idea... Only took an hour.
Once he was up though, we started to progress some more. Minus us lot falling asleep, it was a very successful day in the studio.
We're down for our first photoshoot with Vinnie, then some interviews, before we finish the record, and then it's onto the mixing and tour rehearsal, before we're off on a fourteen month tour!
And finally... Just so no one forgets...
WE'RE HEADLINERS!
. . .
The days flew by fast. It was incredible.
Gov loves 'Every Rose', pushing for it to be a hit.
Management also love it, some of them even sitting in as we recorded it.
We've had calls. Management want us to do more videos.
This is good, but we're on a tight schedule.
Lots to do in so little time.
Stevie and Sherrie have been seeing each other every chance they get.
Dylan and Brittany... Maybe don't ask. I don't know...
Eddie and Maria are still going strong. She's come down to see us (him), a couple of times since we've been in the mixing process.
Me and Kirk... Well...
We sat on the ground, our backs against the wall, sat in front of the Star Lounge.
We were sharing a bag of fries, laughing and talking. Kids recognised me, so we'd wave, I'd take pictures, but then it was back to Kirk.
"Dream tour, go..." He asked me.
"Def Leppard." I didn't hesitate.
"Of course." Kirk smiled, taking a sip of the cola he bought.
"Yours?" I asked him.
"Your fist solo tour." He smiled at me.
"Never gonna happen. All of us, or none of us." I smiled.
"What if the guys want to go solo, like Freddie Mercury?" Kirk asked me.
He held the bag of fries, as I sat on his left, my lemonade on the floor, in front of me, my legs crossed.
"That won't happen. We're all good." I smiled at him.
"Yeah, Queen were all good, but Freddie wanted to try a different sound, as well as being in Queen. Like... What if Dylan wants to try his country routes?" Kirk asked me.
"No way..." I shook it off.
"Katie, you'll always have Janie's Gun, but... Joe left Aerosmith, then came back again. Who knows what the future truly holds, we can only hope you go multiplatinum, or we some day get married, or you get offered to create your own signature-"
"You think about us getting married?" I asked him, stunned.
"Well, yeah and no. I've not planned it, or planning it, but I do want to spend the rest of my life with you... No one gets me like you do." Kirk looked at me, shyly.
"Whoa... I didn't think you saw me like that..." I looked ahead of me, shocked.
"Confused... You don't think I see you... as..." Kirk was confused, trying to understand.
"I didn't think you saw me as 'wife material'... I guess I just don't really see myself in a white dress, walking down the aisle." I explained, using air quotes.
"We could just go to a registry office! Nothing fancy. I just want to be with you." Kirk smiled.
I smiled back at him. "Yeah... Maybe some day." I nudged him.
. . .
"Dirty babe, you see them shackles
Baby, I'm your slave
I'll let you whip me if I misbehave
It's just that no one makes me feel this way
Take it to the chorus!"
Eddie sung into the mic, playing his bass.
We were waiting for Stevie and the Gov to show up, in the rehearsal hall.
"Come here, girl
(Go ahead be gone with it)
Come to the back
(Go ahead be gone with it)
VIP
(Go ahead be gone with it)
Drinks on me
(Go ahead be gone with it)"
Dylan sung, with Eddie and Vince backing him.
"Let me see what your twerkin' with
(Go ahead be gone with it)
Look at those hips
(Go ahead be gone with it)
That make me smile
(Go ahead be gone with it)
Go ahead child
(Go ahead be gone with it)
Get your sexy on
(Go ahead be gone with it)
Get your sexy on
(Go ahead be gone with it)
Get your sexy on
(Go ahead be gone with it)
Get your sexy on!"
They were all smiling.
I don't know the words to this song, but I know the boys do, 'cause their girlfriends.
I
was making shrieking noises with my guitar, making the song sound dark, like it should be played in an underground venue or something, after dark.
Kirk was untangling some wires, watching the show. He was enjoying it.
"I'm bringing sexyback
Them motherfuckers don't know how to act
Girl, let me make up for all the things you lack
You're burning up, I've got to get it fast
Take it to the bridge!"
Vince sung in Eddie's mic.
"Dirty babe, you see them shackles
Baby, I'm your slave
I'll let you whip me if I misbehave
It's just that no one makes me feel this way
Take it to the chorus!"
Eddie practically purred, rolling his hips.
"Holy shit." Gov spoke up behind us.
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