Classic Rock Imagines

Steven Tyler 1

for @xpsychedelic_vaderx

It was the first day of your sophomore year of high school. You took a deep breath as you walked through the glass doors. Okay, you can do this. It wont be so bad.  You reassured yourself. You walked down the school halls with as much confidence as you could possibly manage. 115, 116, 117... You muttered aloud as you tried to find your locker. You where so focused on just finding your locker that you weren't paying attention to where you where going. Suddenly you bumped into a drop dead gorgeous boy. He looked about your age, and was definitely new there. "Sorry." You said shyly. He said nothing, he just stared at you with those big, beautiful, brown eyes. Great. he thinks I'm a clumsy freak now. 

After the incident, you just carried on with your day. You went to all of your boring classes and listened to lecture after lecture. The day just seemed to get longer with every class. Then finally, the bell rang to go to lunch. You sat with your best friend, Jackie, and spoke casually as you ate. You talked about the usual, classes and weather and new hit songs. You both absolutely loved rock 'n roll. "So, did you see the new guy?" Jackie asked. "Which one?" You replied as you stuffed your face with potato chips. "Oh, you know, the hottie with the longish brown hair, gorgeous lips, and big, beautiful eyes." She said dreamily. "Oh yeah. I accidently crashed into him I the hall this morning. And I've caught him staring at me all day." Jackie's eyes grew wide as she nudged you. "You know what that means! He likes you (y/n)!"   Yeah right. You thought. I wish.

After another eternity of classes, the dismissal bell rang. You where glad the day was finally over. You went to your locker and packed up your things. As you where just about to close the locker door, someone tapped on your shoulder. You turned around and found yourself face to face with the boy who hadn't left your thoughts all day. "Hey." he said smoothly, but somewhat shyly. "H-hi." you said, dumbfounded that he actually talked to you. "The names Steven. Steven Tyler."  "Nice to meet you I'm-" you where about to introduce yourself when he cut you off. "Can I just call you Cherry? I really love your red hair." He said smiling. "Yeah sure." You responded. Your hair had been dyed a bright shade of red since the 9th grade, and apparently he liked it. "I'm hanging out with some of my friends tonight at my house. We play music and stuff, so, um, do you wanna join us?" "Yeah! Totally!" You said with a little bit too much enthusiasm. "Cool. here's my address." He handed you a piece of paper. "See you tonight Cherry." He kissed your cheek and walked out the door. You where left in a beautiful daze.

From that moment on it was always Cherry and Steven. All the guys in Aerosmith loved you like a sister, and you got to go on tour with them. You had made countless fun, crazy memories with Steven. One night, you both were on the balcony of your hotel room. It was almost midnight, and you where staring at the stars together. "You know Steven," You started. "Sometimes, I can't believe we've made it this far from high school together." He squeezed your hand and looked at you lovingly. "I can." He said. "Ever since the day you ran into me in the hall, I knew you where the one for me."