Music was your everything, without it you wouldn't know what to do with yourself. So why not thank the people that created the things you love most. weather that's by buying their records and attending their concerts or becoming one of the infamous groupies. You decided on being a groupie, that way it was a lot more fun, touring, partying and sleeping with rock stars, who wouldn't want to live that lifestyle. The latest band you've be touring with was Led Zeppelin, the rock gods of the generation and you've been latched onto the mysterious Jimmy Page the whole time.

Jimmy was a very shy man to the cameras but once out of the way of the public eye he was just like anyone else, maybe a bit more sex craved then others but normal. it seems once someones gains fame the world portrays starts to them as if they where from another planet, completely different beings, but they're just like everyone else, they talk, eat and sleep just like the rest of us, to some people its hard to understand but it's the truth. And that's what you've learned touring with all these different bands, no matter how much fame they have, they're people, just like everyone else.

On your way back to the hotel in a limousine with the Jimmy, you began wondering when it will be your time leave. Jimmy seemed to pick up on your emotions and wrapped his arm around your shoulders and pulled you close, kissing the stop of your head, you smiled getting closer and resting your head on his shoulder, his hands rubbing your your forearm calming you down, you looked towards your lap smiling, this is what you're probably going to miss most. Those small moments between you and jimmy, the little things.

Jimmy's' voice startled you, "Are you alright love, you seem a bit down?" he asked, his voice laced with kindness.

You looked up towards those green orbs you grew to love and smiled, "Yep everything's perfect." You lied. You hated lying to him, but you didn't know what else to say.

"Oh come on (Y/N), I know when you're lying." he chuckled, looking back into your eyes a smile still playing on his lips. He was so gorgeous, you where like putty in his hands.

You looked away, not wanting to meet his gaze any longer, scared he could see straight through your lies, to see the truth, you where like an open book to him. "It's just that the tour's nearly over and you'll be going back home to England and ill be here by myself all alone again, I don't now what ill do with myself." you sighed, thinking of the future. There was silence for a while and you looked back up towards Jimmy, only a few inches away from each other, he closed the space and kissed your soft lips, your lips moving in sync with one another. They bothered pulled away at the same time, you faces still close

"I know how you feel kitten, but lets just enjoy our last few weeks together in the best ways possible, and when i'm gone I'll send you letters until i arrive back, okay?" his English accent think with every word he spoke and as if in a trance you didn't speak but slowly nodded you head in agreement.

"Yeah I know, its just I'm going to miss this, you know just us two hanging out and talking." i mused, "You know you're the cutest guy i know right?" You said as you kissed his cheek, and you swear you saw his cheeks change to a light shade of pink. He smiled and rested his head on top of yours and the two at you slowly drifted of to sleep in the back of the car.