LOVER; A STEVEN TYLER FAN FICTION

Chapter Two ೃ⁀➷

A/N: Hey guys! Back to back updated? get used to it! Now the first chapter was bit of a rollercoaster-- i dont wanna make it move to fast but i dont want it too drag out! Whats your recommendations? let me know! anyway get ready to get into the action of Victoria Miller and the band. Enjoy! 

PS might be some shorter chapters for now so i can build the story up <3

also popular songs i mention in this chapter and throughout the story are the bands original songs (its a story!)

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"there's no way.." Heather yelped as we gripped onto each other. "oh god im gonna make vince neil mine!' she put her hand on her forehead pretending to faint. "as if ugly face" Harry poked his tongue out at her which she returned. "This is insane" Landon exclaimed. 

"were gonna fucking score it guys" Ziggy encouraged the band. "fuck yea we are, A game tonight lads and ladies" I winked and joined in on the conversation. "Now thats why i like you guys, your attitude is right kids" Robby smiled. "i need to go meet with the other agents and you play in t-minus 20 minutes, ill be watching best of luck kiddos" Robby left. 

"Vic you need to open with 'Babooshka' we sound fucking sick in that" Heather spoke. "shes right, that'll kill it, carry on with our normal set and your vocals will knock it out!" Harry said giving me a brotherly smile. "their right its a killer, followed by the rest of our songs, we got it big time baby!" Landon smiled and Ziggy agreed. "Fuck yea!" I agreed. "lets close with wicked game, i think we show a lot of potential, i know we haven't played it live but i reckon we can seal the deal with it" I suggested. "Absolutely" the band agreed

After spending the next couple of minutes talking about this amazing opportunity and heather carrying on about her love for Vince Neil and Harrys man crush on James Hetfeild it was time to go on before we know it.

"Ladies and Gentlemen! The band you are all here to see, The Absolute!" the announcer announced and we all ran on stage taking our stands on stage gawking at the 2,000 people that came to see us. We all looked at each other gobsmacked. While looking around at my bandmates i saw out of the corner of my eyes the bands Robby was talking about in the VIP backstage booths, they were all sitting smoking being waited on my topless waitresses, classic. In the bottom row in the middle, steven fucking tyler. he looked cocky like he was about to be disappointed, no better time to prove him wrong. 

"good evening los angeles!" I screamed into the mic, resulting in the crowd yelling back at us. "its amazing to see those faces again" i winked. "Now we are going to start out strong for a good night ahead of us okay? Y'all deserved it" i spoke into the mic one last time as the intro for Babooshka played. Harry and Ziggy singing "Baboosh" into the mic, making it sound magical.

She wanted to test her husband.
She knew exactly what to do:
A pseudonym to fool him.
She couldn't have made a worse move.

I Looked out at the captivating crowd, forgetting about the rockstars looking at me.

She sent him scented letters,
And he received them with a strange delight.
Just like his wife
But how she was before the tears,
And how she was before the years flew by,
And how she was when she was beautiful.
She signed the letter

I put all of my energy into the chorus, to show the bands what we have. Not only that but to put on the captivating show we are known for.

"All yours,
Babooshka, Babooshka, Babooshka-ya-ya!
All yours,
Babooshka, Babooshka, Babooshka-ya-ya!"