Chapter Four ೃ⁀➷

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A/N: Hey guys! sorry its been bit! had my birthday and been up to lots but gonna get back at it and regularly update! thanks for the support! once again comment! would love to hear your thoughts!

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One Day.  A worldwide tour in 1 day. It had been 2 months since receiving career changing news. We had spent everyday rehearsing, writing and performing our usual spots and having our doting fans showing up each show telling us how excited they were for us and are planning to see many of our shows.

"Are you all packed?" I asked Harry down the phone. The rest of the band and I haven't noticed any of Harry's quote on quote 'habits' presenting themselves lately. We were hoping that this change would bring some stability and happiness in Harry's life and truthfully all of ours. 

"Yea all packed mom" harry chuckled in response to me. "Shut up" I rolled my eyes. "I'll see you tomorrow morning sista" he said sassily. "see you tomorrow haz" I laughed. 

I walked into my room making sure I had everything I needed for an extremely long tour, I was struggling I mean what do you even pack for a worldwide tour? there's no fucking guide for that. I looked over my stage outfits trying to switch it up for each country and my regular clothes which consisted of leather pants and ripped tee's. And of course my staple pink  undergarments which I always wore under my clothes regardless of the occasion, sex or no sex, pink was me

I closed up my suitcase and placed it next to my door ready to leave early tomorrow. Of course we were starting with the states for a couple of months then a short break before heading overseas which gave me time to change stage outfits thank god. I checked the time reading 1:45am we left for the bus at 9am. 

I plotted around my cosy apartment tidying up making sure there was no food to go off while I was away. In saying that, I had no food in my house and I, as always was hungry. I decided to head to the 24/7 convience store down the street from my apartment. 

Leaving my apartment building I pulled on my coat lighting a cigarette. I reached the deli in no time, the door chimed as I entered the store. "Hey Vic" The regular store attendant who we knew each other by name due to my regular visits early in the AM. "Hey Johnny" I waved walking in. 

I walked to the sandwich section grabbing my regular ham and cheese toasted sandwich, I grabbed a lemonade and some chips. Feeling satisfied with my choices of food I turned around to hear the door chime, I mean who the fuck comes to a deli at 2 in the morning? other than me of course. 

And there he stood in all of his glory, Steven Tyler. I turned around quickly trying to avoid contact squeezing my eyes hoping I imagined him walking in. I attempted to sneak past ducking between the isles, hoping and praying he didn't see me. "Trying to hide from me Victoria Miller?" the raspy voice that appeared behind me made me jump. "Uh no no, um just looking for the lotion" I laughed nervously grabbing the closest thing next to me. 

"Is that so?" He asked, putting his hands in his long coat walking towards me. "Uh yea! ran out I guess" I said. "Well in that case, I need some too" he approached me closer, I somehow froze and he came right up next to me brushing my arm reaching for the same lotion I had just picked up. "Well, I'll see you in the morning" I smiled turning around walking to Johnny giving him 'save me' eyes. "Why the fuck are you avoiding Steven Tyler you psycho" Johnny looked at Steven who inquistely was still staring at the lotions, glancing over. "Hurry up and get me the fuck out of here" I whispered. Johnny laughed and scanned my items. I threw money at him and told him to keep the change as Steven was behind me trying to check out aswell. 

I rushed out the door, why was I acting so stupid? I was practically about to live with the man for months on end, I had to make it work. "Why are you always running from me sugar?" Steven ran after me. "Why are you assuming it's about you? Maybe I'm just really hungry" I shrugged. "Yea right" He laughed. 

"Hey sweetheart" A drunken man on the street called after me. "God look at your ass, let me take you home for the night" the man slurred trying to grab me. "What the fuck!" I exclaimed trying to escape his grasp. "Don't fucken touch her" Steven pushed him. "sorry man! she's just hot" the man fell over. "Yea no shit Sherlock but do you see me harassing her? Fuck off" Steven yelled. We continued to walk. 

Despite being slightly shaken up I laughed a little. "You just got attacked and your laughing" Steven laughed nervously. "You do harass me" I giggled. "Hey I just saved your ass and I'm the harasser?" Steven chuckled in disbelief. "No! Sorry! You're my knight in shining armour!" I pretended to faint and laughed. "Your a bitch, a thank you would do" he laughed. "If you think what I have done so far is harassment, you don't know whats in store, there's something about you Victoria Miller" He looked at me. I smiled trying to decipher what he meant. "You can dream Tyler" I rolled my eyes playfully. "Yea baby I am dreaming" he smirked. 

"let me make sure you get home safe" he suggested. "thats not very rock n roll rockstar of you Steven" I looked at him. "what can I say, you got me bending rules" he said, god he was so attractive. "Fine, but you leave at the lobby" I smiled. "Deal" he spoke softly.

We spent the rest of the walk home chatting about the tour, the places we are going and his plans for his shows. He didn't show it in the media but he was a very intelligent man I guessed that didnt fit with his loose rockstar persona but he was a lot more tolerable when he wasnt around his band or other bands. I could see why he was so likeable. 

We soon reached my apartment building. "this is me" I nodded. "we'll ill see you soon" he smiled at me. "Thank you Knight in shining armour" I laughed entering the building. "Your welcome" I heard him whisper as I walked in the door. 

Boy was this tour going to be interesting. 

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