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"Thats me!" I turned around smiling. A part of me felt this intense feeling of nerves in the pit of my stomach but they weren't the kind you would get before a show. It was a good type of nervous, an addicting kind.
"Steven Tyler" He smirks, holding his hand out too me. I shake his rough manly hands as he takes a seat at the bar next to me. "Victoria Miller" I return his gaze. "So I have heard" He grins, our eyes not breaking contact until mine drifted down to his perfect lips. Perfect? what am I doing! He is just another douche-bag rockstar.
"I have to say Victoria Miller, I am quite impressed about the show you guys put on tonight" He smirks once more. Man he was attractive, I could easily get lost in his eyes. "That is greatly appreciated Steven Tyler" I say back to the man sitting beside me, just staring at one another. I noticed him taking in my features, my lips, my hair, my collarbones his eyes darting around me but not once leaving the site of me.
"Everyone!!" Robby, our manager lightly tapped a piece of cutlery against a glass interrupting our interesting encounter. Steven and I both left the bar as everyone huddled around the 4 managers standing in the middle of us all. I could see in my side vision, Steven was still looking at me. I slightly smiled to myself feeling smug that the Steven Tyler was staring at me. ME. God, I was acting like a fan girl. I suppose in reality I was. How embarrassing.
"After discussing with the bands, Motley Crue, Metallica and Aerosmith would all like to invite you guys on their worldwide tour-- 'Path of Destruction' as their opening act" The manager of Aerosmith of whom I didnt know the name off announced happily. Happiness filled my body as I searched for my bandmates too hug and celebrate with. We were all so estactic. As we thanks all of the managers and each band I found a raspy voice approaching me from behind once more.
"I saw you in the whiskey one night, I knew you guys were the ones for this spot, especially you" he spoke in my ear. "you interested me from day one miss miller" I could feel his breath on my neck. God, there was something about his voice that made my mind go to unimaginable places. I am so embarrassed of my thoughts. I am not letting this man view me as a groupie- never have and never will be.
"is this your way of getting me in the sheets Steven Tyler? Because let me tell you one thing, I am no groupie." I turned around to him sternly. "Maybe I wanna be your groupie baby" he winked. "You disgust me" I say. In reality he didnt, to be completely honest all I wanted to do in that moment was take him into that dressing room and let him do those imaginable things my mind was wondering too moments before. But I was not weak like that-- nothing and no man will be getting in my way of reaching the level I deserve to be at. Or so I told myself.
"Hey Sugar don't get too upset, I got a whole worldwide tour too win you over, you'll love me by the end of it" he smirked. "You can dream Tyler" I smile at him. "Oh trust me sweetie, ill be dreaming" He smiled with his ego shining through. "And that's all you will ever get" I walked away, sitting down with the other band members
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A/N: Hey guys! short little one for this one so we can really start to see what the dynamics between Victoria and Steven will be like in this story, dont worry things will get moving shortly <333 ;)
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