Desperate Hearts. (A Steven Tyler fanfiction)

Chapter 32: Stage Fright

I sighed heavily as I finished my makeup. In a few hours, I would hopefully be on a plane, to a new state, starting over.
I felt tears start to form, but I blinked them back.
Steven and the rest of the band had left to go to the venue, because the concert started in a little more than an hour.
I took a breath and looked at myself in the mirror. Makeup really does do wonders. I looked beautiful, but I knew it was a facade. I could glimpse the circles under my eyes, and the sadness in them.
I knew that leaving was going to be the hardest thing I've ever had to do. Steven is the love of my life. He saved my life, and I would never forget that.

At least I could listen to his beautiful voice for one last time.

I walked out of my bedroom and to the bathroom. I brushed my teeth and fixed my hair. I exited out to the living room, and grabbed my phone.

I noticed that I had a couple text messages from Joe. I chuckled a little, and opened them.

"Marley?! Answer please. It's kind of important."

"Marley, it's Steven. He's having problems. Crazy stage fright. Doesn't know if he can go on stage. He won't talk to anyone. Maybe you should come here!"

My heart was pounding. I grabbed my keys, and left.
I started the car, knowing that even though I was never gonna see him again after tonight, he needed me.

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About 20 minutes later, I arrived at the venue. I got out of the car and raced up to the door. I flashed my backstage pass Joe had given me, and the security guard moved to let me by.

I walked backstage, my eyes searching for someone recognizable.
"Marley!!!" I heard my name, and turned around.
Joe was walking towards me.
He hugged me, and after a second we pulled back.
"Where's Steven??" I asked.
"He's in his dressing room. He's scared shitless. Even though he remembers everything, it's his first time performing since he lost his memory." Joe replied.
I managed a smile. "I understand. Maybe I should talk to him alone.."
Joe smiled. "Okay."
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I knocked on Steven's door and I didn't hear anything at first.
I wasn't about to wait.
I opened the door and walked in to see Steven sitting on the couch, tears streaming down his face.
"Steven?" I whispered.
His eyes met mine, and he smiled a little.
"Marley.."
I walked over to the couch and knelt down in front of him.
"You have to get out there. There are thousands of people waiting for you."
He sighed. "I know, but I'm scared."
I put my hand on his cheek softly.
"Listen to me, you're Steven Tyler. Outrageous, amazing, flamboyant lead singer of Aerosmith. You love performing; and you make your fans happy. Your music is the base of people's lives. You and the band do so much good for others. Steven, you're perfect. You are. Now go out there and let your adrenaline be your high."
I finished talking, and looked at him to see his reaction.
Just then I did it.
I grabbed his face and kissed him longingly because I knew this would be the last time.
After a minute, we pulled back, and Steven had a huge smile plastered on his face.
"I'm ready to go out there and kick some ass." Steven said.
I smiled, blinking back the tears.
"And I'll be right backstage cheering you on."
Steven stood up, and grabbed my hand. We walked out to backstage, and he dropped my hand. It took all my might to not let go.
"Guys, lets do this." Steven exclaimed to the rest of the band.
He looked back at me and winked.
I felt my heart shattering.
2 hours and 30 minutes.
Marley, you can do this.
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A/N hey guys, I'm sorry I haven't updated in so long. Things have been really crazy, and I had so much on my plate. I feel like there will be one or two more chapters of this fanfic. :(
Aww. I know. I'm still considering whether to write another; I'm not completely sure. But you guys are all amazing; thanks for keeping up with all my stories and loving them. I love you guys! xx