Rockstar oneshots :)

Pop princess: Dave 'the snake' Sabo

Hey bitches! So here's a bit of a longer oneshot for you guys. Sorry for not being super active I have a lot of shit going on with band and school so I'm pretty busy. Anyways I've noticed that I really like writing about how the the love interest is also a famous star. I don't know why but I have like 5 oneshots were the character that is supposed to be the reader is also famous. Anyways I'll shut up now, enjoy this silly little story

Dave's Pov

Hanging out with the guys at bars was a regular thing. Every day we would go and pick up chicks and get so drunk that a hangover was guaranteed for the next day.

Tonight was no different. We had just finished a show and had went to the bar like we always did.

After I ordered my drink I look to my left to see a beautiful woman in a red dress. Her hair was tucked behind her ear so I could see the side of her face clearly.

I turn to Rachel to show him the girl I had just laid eyes on. I tap him on the shoulder as he turns around.

"Man look at her over there," I whisper to him point at the woman.

Rachel chuckled looking at me. I stare back at him in confusion.

"What's so funny man," I question, looking at him through furrowed brows.

"You know who the is right?" he questions me.

"Obviously not I just assumed she was some random chick at the bar."

He laughed even louder this time drawing the attention of the women a couple seats away from us. I hit Rachel in the back trying to make him shut up.

I turn to look at her again to see her laughing before turning back to her drink.

"Man shut the fuck up, what's so funny you gotta tell me now," I whisper yell to him.

"Man, that fucking Julie Star," I look at him confusion written all over my face," she's a pop star dude. She makes music."

My eyes widen, "are you shitting me?"

"No I'm being serious she's like all over the radio. She's called the pop princess she's so good," Rachel states going back to his drink.

I turn to go and finally talk to the woman, who's name I had found out was Julie, just to find she was nowhere to be found. God damn it.

Maybe I'll come back some other day and try to find her.

A couple days later

I had come back to the same bar for at least a week in hopes of her being there. But of course with my luck she was never there. So while the other guys were still picking up chicks and having fun, I was sitting at the bar praying she would walk in.

After a gig I went to the same bar I had been for days. I told myself if she wasn't there I would give up finally. There was no point in keeping this going on for god knows how long.

But my wishes were granted when I walk in and sat at the bar. A couple seats away from me was Julie, the woman I had been waiting to see.

I fix up my hair and walk over to sit right next to her. She looked up and smiled at me.

I smile back, staring at her before realizing I looked like a creep. I finally snap out of it trying to regain my composure.

"Hey I'm Dave," I say finally.

"I know, your band is everywhere, I can't escape 'em," she says smiling at me.

"That's fair. And I know you too. Not because I'm like a stalker or anything you're just really popular in magazines and shit you know," I rambling on.

She laughs a little turning her head away before looking back at me.

"I would hope you're not stalking me, that would kind of make you a creep wouldn't it?"

"Yea I guess so. But um you know I actually had something to ask you. I saw you a couple days ago and didn't get the chance to talk to you. So would you wanna maybe go out and get breakfast with me tomorrow?"

She smiles at me again before nodding.

"Yea that would be nice."

Time skip to a couple months later

The band was walking backstage after a gig. I was talking to Rachel when I felt a hand slither up my back before stopping at the back of my neck playing with my hair. I turn and see Julie smiling at me.

After the breakfast date a couple months ago we started to really get to know each other. It didn't take long before I asked her to be my girlfriend and come on tour with me. She agreed and I couldn't be happier.

"You did good out there," she says as I put my arm around her waist.

"Thank you," I kiss her forehead," I don't get how you are ok with having your hand drenched in my neck sweat."

She laughs," I get to touch your hair so I power through it. It's also kind of hot watching you sweat on stage as weird as it sounds."

I laugh with her walk to the dressing room.

"Well why don't you wait in the dressing room and then we can go back to the hotel."

She smirks stilling down on the chair inside the dressing room. I quickly get everything I need and walk back to her.

We leave the stadium with our hands all over each other. I pick her up bridal style run to the car, glad that I got to spend the rest of the night with the pop princess, and my love.