Chapter 5

Kat's POV

I stirred, opening my eyes slowly. I turned my neck, to find myself asleep on Steven Tyler's chest.

I tried to smile to myself, but it was painful.

I reached up, and lightly touched where Chris had hit me.

That was gonna be a bruise.

My insides fluttered at how tightly Steven's arms were wrapped around me.

"G'morning." He spoke, in a sexy, sleepy voice.

I blushed a little, and moved my head to look up at him.

"Hi." I smirked.

We both sat up, and Steven glanced at my cheek.

"Are you okay?" He asked for the millionth time.

I smiled, and nodded. "It hurts, but you made everything better. Thanks for staying with me last night."

Steven chuckled, "No problem. I wanted to stay anyways."

A smile played at my lips, and I looked into Steven's eyes.

"Well, for the record, I didn't mind it."

I leaned over the arm of the couch, and grabbed my phone off the table.

I had 3 missed calls from Vic.

Shit! She was going to flip shit.

"Are you hungry?" Steven asked.

I thought for a moment playfully, and then nodded.

I could call Vic back later.

He stood up, and held out his hand for me to grab.

"Let's go."

I rose an eyebrow. "Where?"

Steven laughed adorably. "To breakfast, baby."

I bit my lip, and put my hand in his.

"Let's go."

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We drove to the nearest IHOP, because both Steven and I agreed that we were in the mood for pancakes.

We got out the car, and Steven put his hand on my lower back, guiding me.

'I wish he would hold my hand again' I thought. Kat! Already?

Yes. I did like Steven. I just had to show him.

As we walked into the lobby of the restaurant, and approached the hostess stand to get seated, I reached down and interlocked my fingers with Steven's.

He smiled the sexiest smile I had ever seen in my life.

The girl smiled at the both of us.

"How many?"

"Two." Steven replied, smirking at me.

After a minute, we were lead to an open table, and handed menus.

I knew what I wanted.

Chocolate chip pancakes. Hell yeah.

Steven glanced up at me.

"So what are you gettin, Kat? I'm paying, so get whatever your little heart desires."

I giggled, "No, you are not paying. I have money, Steven. I can pay for myself."

He playfully glared at me. "Yes I fucking am, Kat. I am the man, and a gentlemen, and I like you, and want to impress you, and make you happy, so yes, I am paying for this breakfast, and there will be no other words about it!"

I laughed at this.

"Okay, okay. Geez.." I met his eyes, grinning.

"You want to impress me?" I asked.

Steven smiled the cutest smile. "Maybe, just a little."

I smiled to myself as I looked back down at my menu. Well, since he was paying.

The waitress approached a couple minutes later.

"May I take your orders?"

"Yeah, I'll have an order of chocolate chip pancakes, with a side of bacon and home fries, oh, and a hot chocolate with whipped cream." I told her, and out of my peripheral, I could see Steven smirking.

She looked at him, and he tore his gaze away from me.

"I'll have the same thing."

I stared at him, narrowing my eyes playfully.

He winked back at me.

As soon as the waitress left our table, I let out a laugh.

"You copied me!"

Steven playfully put a hand to his chest, feigning hurt.

"I absoloodly did not! I love chocolate chip pancakes!"

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Throughout the whole breakfast, Steven and I talked. We talked about ourselves, our hobbies, our lives, or anything under the sun.

I hadn't had that much fun since Chris. I felt so comfortable with Steven, and it felt amazing.

Steven was a keeper, and I intended to keep him.

We walked out to his car and got in.

As soon as he started the car, the radio blared, none other than one of his songs.

I let out a carefree laugh, as Steven grinned, and started singing along.

I couldn't resist. 'Rag Doll' was one of my favorites, so I started singing along with him.

The time it takes to drive back to my apartment seemed to speed by.

We pulled up in front of it, and Steven turned off the car.

"Well, what a surprise." Steven remarked.

I looked at him, a playful smile on my face, "What?"

"You can sing." He told me.

I met his eyes.

"It doesn't compare to your singing though."

Steven laughed, "Thank you, baby."

And then: awkward silence.

I mentally smacked myself. 'Why are you so awkward, Kat?! Take charge!' I thought to myself.

"Maybe because it's Steven Tyler, and I really like him, so it's making me shy."

Steven's head snapped over to me.

"Say what?"

My eyes widened, as I realized I had just said all of that out loud.

I giggled, embarrassed, covering my face.

"You weren't supposed to hear that." I laughed.

Steven chuckled. "I'm glad I did, because now I know you feel the same way."

I took my hands away from my face, and our eyes met.

He smiled, and leaned over the console, softly grasping my cheek.

I bit my lip excitedly.

His lips met mine, and I felt tingles all over my body. The spark was clearly there.

After a minute, he pulled back, smirking.

"I would say let's sit in this car, and make out, but you probably don't want to."

I laughed, looking at him. "Are you crazy? Of course I want to make out with you. But I would feel more comfortable if you were my boyfriend."

Steven's eyes lit up.

"Then I guess you're my girlfriend."

I smiled, and kissed him again.

Okay, yes. We did make out in his car.

But, really, can you blame me?

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A/N there ya go! Comment, vote! xx

-Hannah