*Steven's P.O.V*

     As I stepped into the house with Delilah at my side. I immediately regretted bringing her home.

Joe, Joey, and Tom were All around the living room- laughing and playing around.

Joe sat crosslegged in a recliner, his guitar on his lap- a long silver necklace rested against his bare, fit chest.

Joey polished the brass cymbals on his drum set, as Tom began to tune his guitar.

Joe glanced up and nodded to me. "Hey Stevie."

Tom waved slightly, and Joey greeted me as well.

I waved a little and glanced to Delilah "I uh, forgot they'd be here." I laughed with embarrassment and rubbed the back of my neck.

Delilah laughed a little "No worries, everything's good..." She greeted them politely, she looked to me- waiting for instructions.

I smiled and nodded a bit "I'm going to get a new shirt...do you need a one?" I titled my head.

Delilah meet eyes with me, oh god how I love her eyes. "Yeah, if it's not any trouble."

I shook my head "No trouble."

I pulled my shirt up and off my head, tossing it in the hamper by the laundry door- rummaging around, I pulled my Aerosmith shirt out of the clean laundry basket and tossed it to her.

Returning, I pulled in my Toxic Twins shirt and laughed lightly at the memory. I'm Steven Tyler, and I'm Joe Perry- we're the toxic twins of Aerosmith.

Delilah blushed a little and looked away, as I pulled off my shirt. She smiled and looked down as I hands her the clean tee-shirt.

"Where is the bathroom..?" She asked softly.

"Down the hall, to the left." Joe replied without looking up.

She gave a little Thankyou before heading off in the direction of the bathroom.

The boys waited until she left, before turning to me and smirking.

"No." I shook my head and crossed my arms "Don't even start."

"Stevie's for a girlfriend." Joey joked.

"I thought Joe was your girlfriend Steve." Tom chuckled.

Joe calmly laughed and sighed "Nah, we broke up after I got pregnant."

The boys laughed a bit, I laughed lowly and rolled my eyes.

"How'd you meet her?" Joey inquired.

I rubbed the back of my neck "I uh, hit Mark...he was hurting her." I mumbled.

Joe raised his brows, the boys exchanged glances "Mark?You beat up Mark?"

I shook my head quickly "No- I didn't say that-"

"It was kinda scary. But, he was brave." Delilah's voice spoke up from behind us.

Turning our attention towards her- she pulled her hair up into a pony tail, my shirt was a bit loose on her figure. She was still beautiful as ever.

I felt heat creep up into my cheeks.

Joe smirked and looked to me "Ohhh? Stevie is a brave little soldier."

Joey and Tom laughed.

"Saving Damsels in distress are we now?" Tom joked.

I scoffed, trying to play everything off cool. "Just an ordinary day in the life of Steven Tyler."

Delilah smiled, laughing a bit. She tilted her head and watched me- leaning against the door way with her arms crossed.

I eyed her, letting a shy smile slip.

Joe sighed and eyed the clock, pointing towards it carelessly "It's 4:30. I say we get ready, we need to be at Johns house in an hour."

Tom nodded in agreement.

Joey began packing up his drums "Sounds good, Joe." He remarked.

I can't believe I forgot. "Oh shit." I mumbled under my breath and chewed on my inner lip.

Delilah walked towards me calmly, "what?...where are you guys going?"

Joe looked up towards her "We have a gig tonight. Playing for a large group of partiers, one of our first gigs."

I sighed slightly "I'm very forgetful today..." I Remarked.

Delilah laughed a little "Aren't we all?"

I forced a laugh. "Right...well, you can come- if you want...it'll be fun." I asked her confidently.

Joe and Tom 'oohed'. "Are you asking her out?"

Delilah laughed after the boys and looked to me "are you asking me out?" She mimicked them.

I panicked and blushed "What? N-no! I was just trying to be polite."

I saw a flicker of a frown on her face, before she hid it with a shrug and a smile. "I'm just messing with you. I'll come though, I'm sure it'll be fun."

My heart hammered in my chest as she agreed. I totally asked her out, and she definitely said yes.
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As 5:30 rolled around, We began setting up stage. A few people here and there came up and talked with us, girls tried flirting- which I was highly surprised about- must have been the spandex I was wearing..

Delilah approached me from backstage, a large pair of black glasses on her her nose. Wearing my shirt still, she gave me a once over and raised her brows.

"Oh, uhm. Well then." She laughed and meet eyes with me.

I stifled a little laugh and blushed, using my coat to cover my lower region. "Haha...Hi, Delilah." I spoke sheepishly.

She giggled a little at my embarrassment. Nothing like a girly giggle or anything, but she snorted a little, the back of her hand over her mouth- her eyes shut tightly. She blushed bright red. It was honestly really cute.

"Oh- my bad." She mumbled and stopped laughing.

I tilted my head and just watched her, a stupid smile on my face. "No, no it was cute." I admitted like an idiot.

She then took a breath in, a smile on her face as she stood up on her tippy toes- playing with her hands "Really?"

Quickly shaking her head, she cleared her throat "Oh, uhm I mean thank you. Thanks." She laughed sheepishly.

"Well, good-luck." She smiled looking downwards, before quickly kissing my cheek.

I watched her with surprised and sighed happily after she left. Spinning around, I grabbed ahold of my microphone stand- and began dancing around (like in the video ^^^ <3)

I like this girl. I really do.

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August 12, 1987

The memory of this day stills plays in my head- after everything I've gone through- everything I've experienced...love, pain, happiness- this is the one thought that brings me the most joy.

I sit here now- flipping through scrap books, photos from a Polaroid camera filling every crevasse.

Where did the time go??
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