Requested by @80sGirl247

Hope you like it and thank you for the request. Again, the picture ^ is just...ahhhhhh. Sorry, almost forgot how much I liked him, Joe Perry was one of my first ever Rockstar obsessions, so like... yeah.

Enjoy!

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I walked through the music store I've been visiting frequently. About two weeks ago, I found this place, and have been coming to it almost everyday sense.

They let you try out any instrument, not to mention the things here are cheap.

Looking up at all the guitars, I pulled a beautiful cherry-wood, polished Gibson SG from the wall.

Sitting down on a stool, I began to plug the guitar into one of the amps.

My gaze raked over the instrument, admiring how the six-string looked. 

A grin formed on my lips as my heart filled with a warm feeling, everything about this reminded me of a close friend I met a few years back.

Memories flashed through my head, only causing my smile to grow. Somehow, a small town girl like me was able to, not only meet such a famous guitarist, but become friends with him as well. 

Though I haven't seen him in awhile. But what else could I expect, he is in Aerosmith and has a life of his own.

My fingers danced across each string on the neck and my pick plucked away at it's body. A beautifully melodic tune started pouring from the instrument.

I closed my eyes, becoming lost in my playing.

A few minutes passed, before something started to not feel quite right. It was as if someone was watching me.

Building my courage, I opened my eyes to see who my audience was.

My gape was met with the one and only Joe Perry. Standing there, watching me with a lopsided smirk pulling at his lips.

Immediately, I quite playing.

Embarrassment flushed through me at the thought of such an amazing guitarist hearing my attempts at playing.

"Don't stop sweetheart," he winked, taking a few steps closer to me.

At that, my heart missed a few beats.

Nodding, I messed with the tuners on the head stock for a few seconds before starting to play.

I settled on playing What Could of Been Love, off one of Aerosmiths newer albums, Music From Another Dimension.

Breathing in and shutting my eyelids, I began to sing the opening verse to the song.

"I wake up and wonder how everything went wrong.

Am I the one to blame?
I gave up and left you for a nowhere-bound train.
Now that train has come and gone.
I close my eyes and see you lying in my bed.
And I'm still dreaming of that day."

Pausing on the vocals for a minute, I began repeating a few of the chords. 

"What could of been love"

I sang, putting as much emotion into it as I could.

"Should have been the only thing that was ever meant to be"

Another voice joined in with mine.

"Didn't know, couldn't see what was right in front of me"

My eyes fluttered open to see Joe singing along with me, smiling at my voice. Our gazes connected with each other. 

"And now that I'm alone, all I have is emptiness that comes from being free

What could have been love will never be"

I dragged the last word out longer than what it should of been, giving the song more of a raw sound.

"An old friend told me that you found somebody new

Oh, you're finally moving on"

I let him take this part without me, mostly because I just wanted to hear how he sounded singing. And may I say, he wasn't half bad.

"You think that I'd be over you after all these years

Yeah, but time has proved me wrong.
'Cause I'm still holdin' on"

I joined in, never breaking our eye contact.

"What could of been love"

Our voices matched with each others perfectly, the chorus coming out amazingly delightful.

"Should have been the only thing that was ever meant to be

Didn't know, couldn't see what was right in front of me

(What could have been love)

And now that I'm alone all I have is emptiness that comes from being free

What could have been love will never be"

He quite as I took over the next verse, both singing and guitar.

"We've gone our separate ways.

Say goodbye to another day

I still wonder where you are

Are you too far from turning back

You were slipping through my hands and I didn't understand"

He walked closer, stopping directly in front of me. Towering over my sitting form.

Joe moved a strand of hair out of my face, proceeding that with cupping my cheek, further trailing his hand down to my chin.

"We've gone our separate ways"

I sang, but my tone came out light and quiet as I anticipated the guitarists next move.

"Y/n," he breathed out quietly.

My strumming became slower and slower.

"You're so beautiful," Joe whispered before leaning in closer to me. Stopping with his mouth inches away from mine. 

He placed a gentle kiss on my lips, causing me to stop my playing completely.

I let the guitar go, grateful that I grabbed a strap so it wouldn't fall.

Wrapping my arms around his neck, I tangled my fingers in his hair, tugging him closer deepening our connection.

A millennia seemed to pass before one of us finally pulled away to breathe.

Joe's arms encircled my back as he rested his forehead against mine, leaning into me. 

"Joe," I exhaled with labored breaths.

"You're amazing, y/n," he beamed down at me.

Joe seemed to pause a moment, as if he was debating what he was about to say. 

"Will you be my girlfriend?" He finally asked.

A wide grin formed upon me. Stretching upwards, I gave him quick peck to the lips.

"Sure," I nodded.

He smiled at me before pulling away completely, making me miss his close presence.

"I didn't realize you were such a good player," Joe gestured to the guitar that hung around me. "Trying to still my place in the band?"

"No," I chuckled. "I didn't realize you sang either."

"Who do you think does the back up vocals on our songs," he pointed out.

"Oh," I gave it thought. Makes sense.

Silence filled the air as we just sort of stared at each, waiting for someone else to say something.

"You want it?" Joe broke the tranquility. 

"Huh?" I gave him a demented look.

"The guitar," he laughed at my confusion, "do you want it."

"Oh," my eyes flickered between the guitar and Joe.

I was about to nod my head 'yes', before it occurred to me that this guitar is easily over a thousand dollars.

"No," I shook my head viciously. "This is way to expensive."

"And you think I don't have the money for it?" He raised an eyebrow.

Oh yeah, rich, forgot.

I pondered on it for a little bit before answering. "You don't have too."

"Well who would I be to you if I didn't," Joe asked.

"Uh, a friend," I guessed, not quite sure how to respond.

"And guess what?" He held his hand out to me, helping me off the stool. "I'm no longer just a friend."

"Smooth," I chuckled quietly.

"Then sure, rich boy, get the guitar," I exaggerated. 

"Only for you," he lowered his voice, giving me a quick kiss before taking the guitar and it's case to the register.

I watched him walk away, a smile planted on me. 

Today was a good day.

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A/N

Got this written, hope you like it! Part two will be up soon!

I just want to say thank you to anyone who reads this, votes, comments or requests. I'm going through some things right now, so knowing people read this and want me to write really brings my mood up. And the requests always make my day, so thank you again!
Open to criticism, and sorry for grammatical errors. It usually takes me a while to catch them all.

(Forgot how much I loved Joe Perry, writing this just made me re-realize it)