F.I.N.E (A Steven Tyler fanfiction)

Chapter 6

After a long period of sweet kissing, I finally exited Steven's car so he could drive away.

I took out my keys, and walked up the stairs to my apartment. I unlocked the door, and gasped.

There sat Vic, glaring at the door, clearly waiting for me to arrive. Now that I had, she stood up, and crossed her arms.

"You know, usually I'm the one ignoring phone calls, Kat." She scoffed.

I sighed, biting my lip nervously.

"Sorry babes!! I swear, I was gonna call you back, I just lost track of time--"

Vic motioned towards outside with a flick of her head.

"Who was that?"

I let out a short chuckle, and met her eyes.

"Do you really wanna know??" I asked, placing my bag and keys on the table.

Vic rolled her eyes, laughing.

"NOOOO, I'm just hear to admire your decor."

I flipped her off, and motioned for her to sit down next to me on the couch.

"Okay...it was Steven Tyler." I admitted, smiling giddily despite myself.

"What happened to Chris?? He hasn't been in classes since yesterday." Vic looked at me, expecting an answer.

"Ahem...um...we broke up. He hit me." I told her, looking up at her eyes, gauging her reaction.

"THAT SON OF A BITCH. Wait til I get ahold of that little prick.." Vic muttered.

I placed my hand over-top hers.

"Don't. It's fine. I don't want to get into it with him again. Besides, I have Steven now."

Vic's eyes widened. "So you two are dating? Am I dreaming?!"

I laughed. "Trust me, babes, I asked myself that same question. But we are most definitely awake."

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The next morning

I slid out of bed, and dragged myself to the bathroom.

I showered quickly, and walked to my closet.

I pulled on red jeans, a Rocky Horror lip crop top, and my pleather studded jacket, and my favorite combat boots.

What? I can't afford leather. It's fucking expensive.

I straightened my hair and bangs. In regards to makeup, I just did a simple wing with mascara.

My first class started at 10, and it was 9:40.

Ugh, I'm always running late!

I raced out to grab my purse, couple textbooks, notebook, and keys, exiting a few minutes later.

I arrived with five minutes to spare, and had to literally speedwalk to my history class.

I slid in just as Professor Hawthorne started roll call.

After a minute, he reached my name.

"Ms. Michaels, I see you're here. Way to get here early." He teased me, throwing a smile my way.

Okay, yes, my history professor is like a Greek god sent from above. Any girl would drop their panties for him in an instant if he asked, I'm sure.

I'm not one of those people.

It was clear I was one of his favorites, but the feeling was not mutual.

Honestly I thought he was a conceited, egotistical, jerk.

I tried to avoid conversation with him at all costs.

History droned on, and to my surprise, I was out the door earlier than usual.

Well, at least he understands that we don't want to sit there for longer than we need to.

I was walking out of the natural and social sciences building when I heard my name.

"Ms. Michaels!!"

I turned to find Mr. Hawthorne approaching me.

I rolled my eyes.

He smirked. "Wow, loving the warm reception."

I chuckled, "Yes?"

"I just wanted to give you the exam study guide for next class." He smiled, holding out the paper to me.

I rose an eyebrow, "Isn't the next exam two weeks from now?"

He smirked, meeting my eyes.

"I just want you to have a headstart, Katlinn. Have a good day."

I took the paper, and watched him walk away, totally confused, but not surprised.

He is such a flirt.

I turned back towards the parking lot, and searched for my car.

I instantly recognized the figure leaning against my car when I spotted it.

I smiled, and walked up to Steven, who was blocking my drivers side.

"What the hell are you doing here?" I giggled, as he kissed me hello.

"Wanted to surprise you. Are you surprised?" He smirked adorably.

"Of course. Where's your car though?"

I asked, as he circled around, and slid into the passenger seat.

"I had my son drop me off."

"When do I get to meet your kids?" I asked, starting the car.

Steven gripped my hand, and gave me his signature sexy smile.

"Whenever you want."

I bit my lip, and drove out of the parking lot.

"What are you doing tonight, Kat?" Steven asked as we sped down the highway.

"Nothing. It's your lucky day." I flirted, tossing him a teasing smile.

"Come to a party with me."

"A party, huh?" I asked, smirking.

"Yep. There will be liquor..." Steven replied, seeming to try and tempt me.

I smiled, and rubbed his thigh softly.

"I woulda came either way. But I do love my liquor."

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-Hannah