Desperate Hearts. (A Steven Tyler fanfiction)

Chapter 8: Party

We got to Joe's house about 15 minutes later.

As Steven turned off his car, I took a deep breath.

He looked over at me, and grasped my hand over the console.

"Calm down, Marley. They'll like you. What's not to like? Now come on!"

We got out of the car and made our way up to the front door.

Steven opened the door and went right in like he owned the place, pulling me behind him.

There were only a couple of people here, when the party officially started in a couple hours.

Coming from the kitchen, Joe stepped out and walked up to Steven, hugging him.

"Hey brother! You're early?!" He laughed.

Steven smiled. "I wanted to have time to introduce someone before everyone got here." He smiled down at me.

"This is Marley."

Joe smiled at me. "Nice to meet you, Marley."

He looked back at Steven. "She's a keeper, Steven. And she looks like she can party. It's good she's here."

I blushed, as Steven's grip got tighter.

Billie, Joe's girl, came out to see us.

"Nice to meet you Marley!" She said, smiling genuinely.

She looked over at Joe, smirking. "Lets put them to work. The other guys are in the living room picking out music."

Steven and I walked into the living room to find Joey, Tom and Brad sitting on the floor, going through CD's.

They smiled up at Steven.

"Hey Steven! Who's this?" Joey asked.

"Guys, this is Marley."

"Damn, Steven, where do you find them?!" Tom replied.

"Hi Marley!!!" Brad exclaimed, waving.

Steven and I sat down on the floor and started grabbing CDs.

I scanned the CDs, a smile playing at my lips.

"You guys, most of these CDs are your music."

I looked at Steven who winked.

"We're the perfect party soundtrack." He said.

I bit my lip cutely, as I continued sorting through CDs.

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About 2 hours later, we had just finished settling on music, when people started pouring into Joe's house.

Joey put in the first CD, which was "Permanent Vacation"

Steven got up, dragging me with him to the kitchen to get some drinks as the music pounded through the house.

Steven grabbed us a couple beers, opening both and handing one to me.

I took it, taking a gulp.

"Lets go upstairs." Steven said to me with a grin.

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We made our way up the stairs to a dimly lit room.

It was smoky and there were people I didn't recognize. Except for Joe.

Steven sat down next to Joe, who handed him a joint.

Steven took a drag, and passed it to me.

I took a couple long drags, and I instantly started feeling good.

I looked around, my eyes falling on someone who was staring at me. A guy, with brown hair, and a weird mustache. He was medium build, with a button up shirt and black pants.

Steven noticed, smiling.

"Marley, this is our dealer John. John, this is my girlfriend, Marley."

He smiled eerily at me. "Hey beautiful"

I shook it off, and took another drag.

A couple minutes later, Steven and I were both sufficiently high.

We left the gloomy room and ended up in a guest room.

W both sat on the bed, my head on his chest.

After a moment, Steven kissed me hard, running his fingers through my hair.

I kissed back, as I felt his hands start to pull my shirt up my body.

I smirked, grabbing his hands, stopping him.

"I wanna do this when we're sober. So I remember it."

Steven pouted. "But high sex is the best sex."

I raised my eyebrows at him.

He smiled cutely, understanding.

"Okay Marley. We can wait."

I grinned. "Good. Now kiss me again."

Listening, his lips met mine again, his sweet scent enveloping us.

I don't know at what time, but we fell asleep together, my head on his chest, listening to his heartbeat.