Chapter 7

7:00pm

I let out a groan as I stood in my closet. After Steven came back with me to my apartment, I showered, and now I'm trying to find an outfit for the party.

It was quite a challenging feat.

Steven wouldn't tell me where the party was, nor who would be there, so I had to wing it.

I felt hands slide around my waist from behind, and I turned around to face Steven.

"So where is the party?" I asked again, feigning a pout.

Steven kissed my nose, and shook his head.

"Not telling." He replied, a playful smirk on his face.

I glared at him. "Then how am I supposed to pick up an outfit?!"

Steven laughed, "Let me do it."

I rose an eyebrow, chuckling. "Are you sure?"

Without a word, he stepped behind me, and searched through all of my clothes.

After a minute, he tossed a skin-tight black dress my way, along with some stilettos.

"There you go. Now how easy was that?" Steven said, winking.

I flipped him off as I grabbed the clothes, and made my way into the bathroom to change.

When I came out about twenty minutes later, Steven was sitting on my couch.

He looked me up and down, grinning.

"Sexy." He complimented, standing up to pull me into his arms.

He kissed me, and I giggled.

"Okaaaay, maybe you're a pro at picking out clothes."

Steven grabbed my hand, as I grabbed my bag, and exited out to the lot where my car was parked.

I searched my bag, looking for my keys, when Steven cleared his throat.

I glanced his way, and saw my keys in his hand.

I smirked, pretending to be mad.

"I'm driving." He said, grinning wildly.

I rolled my eyes playfully, and got into the passenger side.

Steven turned the key in the ignition, and we were off.

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1 hour later

"What is this place?" I asked, as I followed Steven through the throngs of people that seemed to look vaguely familiar everywhere I looked.

"It's an old warehouse. The band and I used to come here to practice when we just felt like getting away, and just focusing on the music." Steven responded with a smile.

I nodded in understanding, as we walked inside the building now.

I looked around, dissecting my surroundings.

There were couples dancing, drinks flowing, and music pounding throughout the air.

I smiled slightly to myself, as I continued to follow Steven towards the back of the warehouse.

We finally reached the site of the drinks.

"Hey Steven!" None other than Joe Perry greeted us.

I took a breath to maintain my composure, when Joe looked my way.

"Isn't this the dame that was celebrating her one-year anniversary at our last show?" He asked.

Steven smiled, gripping my hand tighter.

"Yep. Don't pull any shit, Perry. She's mine."

Joe laughed, getting the playful threat.

"It's good, bro. I got my own."

'Oh yeah, Billie.' I thought to myself.

Steven started to pour his own drink, and when he saw me watching, smirked.

"What?" He asked, a cute grin on his face.

"I want some." I replied.

He handed me a bottle of vodka and I kissed him in thanks.

I unscrewed the cap, and gulped some of it down through the bottle.

"Whoa, whoa!" Steven exclaimed, grabbing the bottle of alcohol from my hands.

He smirked. "Pace yourself."

I laughed, grabbing the bottle back from him.

"Easy for you to say, Mr. Tyler." I joked sarcastically.

He smirked, and pulled me into him.

With the bottle in one hand, I circled my arm around his neck, and we engaged in the most passionate kiss yet.

I bit my lip seductively, as we pulled apart.

I winked, and brought the bottle up to my mouth again.

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2 hours later

I stumbled drunkenly through a crowd of people. I lost Steven. My idiotic, drunken self had wandered off, and now Steven was nowhere to be found. He was probably going mad looking for me, considering the size of this place.

As I walked, it felt like the light was getting darker. My inebriated mind somehow realized I had ended up outside.

It was so dark outside, it was amazing I could see anything or anyone.

I leaned against the closest wall, trying to regain my balance. Man, would this be a nasty hangover.

I felt a hand on my waist, and turned around assuming it was Steven.

The creep smiled eerily at me, as his grip tightened.

"What's a babe like you doing outside at this hour?" The guy asked.

"Um..I'm looking for m-my boyfriend." I stuttered, taking a step back.

The man chuckled, and his hand found his way to the material of my dress.

"Stop touching me!" I yelled.

He just laughed in response. I gripped his wrists with my hands, trying to stop him.

He managed to pull the sleeves of my dress down until a hint of my bra was exposed. His hands were flying all over me, and I couldn't stop it.

My heart was racing a mile a minute, and I let out a scream.

Who would hear me out here?! They were all inside. I was so doomed, this creepy man was going to get his way with me, and there was nothing I could do. I didn't have super strength.

Suddenly, the man fell to the ground, unconscious from what had hit him.

I turned to my left to find Joe Perry looking at me concerned, a fist at his side.

I bit my lip to keep from crying, as Joe put his around me in a friendly manner.

"Are you okay?" He asked, leading me back inside.

I nodded, unable to really form words, as just then Steven rushed up to the both of us.

"Jesus Christ, Kat! I've been searching everywhere for you. Thank god you found her, Joe!" Steven pulled me into his arms and hugged me.

I started to cry a little.

"Kat, what happened?!" Steven asked.

I shook my head, not wanting to tell him.

Joe cleared his throat.

"Some asshole tried to hurt her. But I knocked him out cold."

I looked down at my feet, still crying, embarrassed to meet Steven's eyes. I stumbled a bit, as I was still highly intoxicated.

Steven smiled lightly at Joe. "Thanks man."

"No problem. You gonna be okay, Kat?" Joe asked me.

I nodded. "Yeah. Thank you."

He walked away, and Steven turned to me.

"Are you sure you're okay?" He whispered.

I shrugged, not really knowing. I looked up at Steven with bloodshot eyes, and he gave me a sad look.

He pulled me into his arms again, and murmured against my hair,

"I will never let anything happen to you. If it had been me, the guy would be knocked out dead." He kissed my forehead, and I smiled slightly.

"Steven, I love you." I spoke into his chest.

I could hear the smile in his voice when he replied.

"I love you too, Kat."

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A/N update! Sorry it's been awhile, I know. College is a shitshow of work and energy. I don't have time for much right now. But anyways:

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-Hannah