A/N: Just wanna preface that some of these will be long chapters! My imagination runs wild so i gotta get it out somewhere! Pls highlight spelling mistakes i have fake nails and typing is a challenge! Anyway guys, enjoy the first part to Lover; A Steven Tyler Fanfiction.
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'Girls just want to have fun' by Cyndi Lauper plays loudly around my small apartment while i laugh and dance around with my best friend/band mate Heather and my other band mates Ziggy, Harry and Landon.
"Victoria catch!" Ziggy yells from across the room, riskley throwing a bottle of vodka. "Bitch if you broke that!" I yelled at him being cut off by Ziggy "you pay for it! blah blah blah i know you too well Vic" he walks towards the group with 5 shot glasses.
"The Absolute" was our up and coming band consisting of all 5 of us who are all childhood friends from our small home town in Georgia. As soon as we turned the right age we hit LA. Being the late 1980s in Texas, 5 aspiring rockstars weren't going to make it and as we thought Los Angeles was making our dreams come true.
We were only 4 months in and we were selling out shows, heading towards our first stadium show. headlining. It was honestly a dream come true, who thought 5 'rednecks' from Texas would make it, but alas we were.
"We have to be at soundcheck in two hours, you are not getting plastered Harry!" I say almost sounding like a mother, snatching the shot of vodka from his rough hands. "Your no fun!" He groans. "Yep and I'm looking out for you loser!" I laughed, not only was Harry my bandmate but also my brother.
Our parents are your stereotypical conservative ranchers, which harry and i were anything but. One thing i am grateful for is our parents being music into our home-- dad teaching Harry to play drums and myself too sing and play guitar. However despite this they were not supportive of us wanting to be quote on quote 'rockstars'. They took much more pride in our two older siblings Billy and Katherine who were twins with your stereotypical kids and perfect spouse, easily said Harry and I were the black sheep of the family.
However this didn't bother us much-- we were confident within ourselves and within each other we would all ways have each others backs no matter what.
"Ladies and Gentlemen, the mother of the band, Victoria Miller!" Landon took a bow down to me-- In response I pushed the idiot over. "Fuck up Landon" I laughed. "Okay everyone out, go home and get ready fuckers!" I ushered, Ziggy, Heather, Landon and Harry out. Harry lived with Ziggy as it worked out better that way, Landon and Heather each have their own places.
"Finally some piece and quiet" I chuckled to myself plottering around my cozy apartment, cleaning up after the band. I flicked my TV on to MTV too be met with an interview with Steven Tyler and Joe Perry. Aerosmith has always been a guilty pleasure of mine-- despite hearing they are complete douchbags, i didn't doubt it at all!
As I sat on my mustard coloured couch, attently listening to each word Steven and Joe said it flashback to performances of theirs. "Man that man can move" i caught myself saying outloud. Interuppted by my thoughts, the phone rang.
"Hello?" I answered the phone. "Hey girl" The voice on the other side of the phone rang. "Landon shut up, what do you want?" I laughed. "Um i just wanted to talk too you for a second Vic.. I think Harry is using really heavily" His toned changed. "what? i mean i know we all like to dip into that shit but you don't think he is addict-" Landon cut me off. "addicted? yea i do. Vic when we all left i went back to Ziggy and Harry's and in his room was a fuck-ton of smack" He sighed. "Fuck.. Thanks for telling me Lan, i'll deal with it when the time is right, lets all just keep a lookout for him yea?" i asked, my heart sinking.
"of course Vic. I'll see you soon darling" He responded, his tone sad. "Bye Lan, see you soon" I ended the phone call. My heart sunk. My baby brother addicted to smack? I dont know how i couldn't of seen this, I have to give it time to sus it out and then confront him i cant imagine it going well. I had to put this in the back of my mind for tonight, we all had too.
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The hours passed and soon enough it was time to meet up with the band for tonights show. I left the house in the sexiest outfit i had. Tight leather pants hugging my slim figure with a lace bra and my signature leather jacket with "VM" on the back. Black gloves and long necklaces that went halfway down my torso. My straight black hair with heavy eyeliner completed the look.
"Oh look who is finally here!" Ziggy laughed as i walked into the lobby, we were all about to enter the backstage area. "fuck up" i laughed. "hey baby bro" i nudged Harry he seemed all jittered out. "Hey sis" He seemed nervous. "you okay haz?" i was extremely concerned considering what Landon had told me earlier. "Vic back off, im nervous about the show" he snapped. "fucken okay then" i rolled my eyes, did he think i was stupid?
We completed soundcheck like always it went great dispite the tension from Harry. "Time to get ready my ladies and lads!" Our manager, Robby hyped us off as we exited the stage into our personal lounge with a bar. I quickly took a couple of shots of vodka to calm the nerves. The nerves always hit this close to the show.
"all of you sit down, we need to talk." He sounded stern. "oh uncle robby dont tell me your giving up on us that easily" heather wined, i chuckled to her statement. "No, never! But i heard from a couple of agents and turned out a couple of massive bands are going on a collaborative tour and caught wind of you guys-- they are coming tonight to sus you guys out and if all goes well you could be joining them on their worldwide tour as an opening act, so be on your fucking A GAME!" He encouraged us. We were all in shock, a worldwide tour with legends? by all of the look on our faces we were all shitting ourselves.
"Well! Who are the fucking bands!" harry blurted seeming like his normal self once more!
"Motley Crue..Metallica and Aerosmith!" He yelled
No fucking Way.
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LOVER; A STEVEN TYLER FAN FICTION
Fanfiction"Nobody has ever measured, even poets, how much a heart can hold." -Zelda Fitzgerald When a dream-ridden wanna be rockstar starts out on the biggest journey of her life, will it be dismantled by the infamous rockstar? or the start to something beaut...
