Warnings: cutenesssssssssssss
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The year was 1985, and tensions were rising between Eddie Van Halen and David Lee Roth to the point where David had decided to just walk out the door.
Two weeks later, you and Dave had read in Rolling Stone what an "asshole" he was. How Eddie was forced to live the past 11 years in hell. And here came his wife to back it up. It just did not make any sense.
After that, the rest of the band did not know what to do without Dave. They flipped a coun, and they wanted to keep Van Halen, that is the way it went. And a man named Sammy Hagar walked in the studio, and that was that.
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Dave had decided to embark on his own solo career after that. He had released his first solo LP entitled Crazy from the Heat. You followed him around on the road, as usual.
One night, you were laying in bed reading a book when Dave climbed in bed with you. "Hey honey" he said, caressing your arm. You blushed. "Hey Dave." You put your book down and scooched closer to him.
"So, I hope you are not cheating on me with any groupies."
"Sweetie, I would NEVER do that. You are my one and only." You turned away from him, but he wrapped his arms around your waist and pulled you closer to him, spooning you. You sighed. "Sometimes I really don't believe that. After all, you do have the looks to get other girls going."
"I know I do honey. I'm sexy, aren't I?" You knew you couldn't stay mad at him for long with that tone of voice.
You chuckled and turned to face him, his arm still wrapped around you. "Yes. Yes, you are, Diamond." His hand moved up into your hair, gently stroking it. You cupped his face and pecked him on the lips before falling asleep in his embrace.
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You knew you and Dave had big dreams. You spread your wings and got higher and higher with him, straight up you flew. Dreams do come true.
