Careless Whisper- A Steven Tyler/ Joe Perry Fanfiction

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  Mickey's POV

I wake up and look over to see Steven still asleep. I get out of bed and go downstairs. I look at the house phone and see a message from Joe. I press play and listen. "Hey Mickey I was just calling to ask if you wanted to go to a wedding. It's an Indian wedding so please don't be racist. I'd really like you to come, and you need to buy a Sari to wear." Joe says through the answering machine.

  I sigh, I guess I have to go to the mall. I go upstairs to get ready and lease a note so Steven knows where I'm going.

  I finish fixing myself straighten out my hair a bit. I grab a pair of boots and my wallet. I get in Steven's car and start driving to the mall. I look for an Indian store for about 20 minutes til I found one. I walk in and feel awkward since I am white and the only people in here are brown. I look around and finally find a beautiful blue Sari.

  I walk up to the register and set the dress on the counter. "It's $45.78." The girl says. I pull out my wallet and hand the girl my credit card. She gives me my card back and gives me the bag. I walk out of the mall and go to my car. I start to drive home. I get home and set the dress down. I go to my bathroom and grab my makeup. Before I start getting ready I call Steven. "Hey Mishi, did you find what you needed at the mall?" Steven asks. "Ya, and I won't be home till late tonight, I have a wedding to go to with Joe." I say to him. "Oh ok," he says sounding disappointed. "Bye, I love you," I say before hanging up.

  I start to do my makeup, I go for a darker style to show off my darker personality and I go for a bold hairdo.

  Once I'm done with my hair and makeup I call Joe and tell him he can come pick me up. I put on my outfit and look for my pair of shoes.

  I do twirls and examine myself in the mirror. I truly look like an Indian girl and fit in. I hear the doorbell ring and run to door. I open it and see Joe, he looks just like an Indian man.

  "You look great!" Joe says. "So do you, do you want to head out now?" I ask him. "Ya let's go," He says. We go out to the car and start driving to the wedding venue. "Do you know how to do Indian dances?" Joe asks. "Yeah, I once had an Indian friend who taught me about her culture." I say to him. He just nods and goes back to paying attention to the road.

  Once we get there we see a bunch of Indians. It is awkward since we are the only white people. The ceremony soon stats and we see everyone walk down the isle. The Indian Priest starts talking. At the end of the speech he says praise be to Shiva. How dare he! God is the supreme ruler! Once the ceremony is done Joe and I head to the dance floor.

After I get done dancing I walk up to Joe. "You did great, you'd be a great back up dancer." He says. "No I wouldn't I'd get too shy." I say laughing. He just shakes his head, and laughs. We walk over to the food, and eat.

"We should be heading home, it's getting late." Joss says to me. I nod and follow him out towards his car. I climb in feeling fatigued. I shit my eyes and lean my head against the window. I wake up to the loud screaming of Joe. I yell and jump up. "MICKEY ITS OUR SONG ON THE RADIO!" Joe yells. I listen and hear the familiar beat of Dream On.

Joe and I begin to sing along loudly. "Wow we need to tell the other guys when we get home! They will be so excited!" He says. I laugh and think of how Steven will react, I smile thinking of how happy he will be.

  When we arrive at Steven's house I give Joe a hug before I get out of the car. He waves them drives away. I grab the key from my purse, and unlock the door. I walk up to Steven's room and see he is already asleep. I get ready for bed and climb in next to him. I turn and twist for a while not being able to sleep. I go down the stairs and get a drink of water. I walk back up to the bed and lay back down. I curl up to Steven, and feel his warmth radiating off of him. I sigh and soon fall asleep.