》Sunset Strip

@Busy Philipps I gave a happy smile, nodding. "I have been for a while now~" I said, humming softly. Fixing my hair before you count down. Hoping I look alright. As a model I have a reputation to uphold. Standing quietly with a smile as you introduce me to the camera, giving a small simple nod in response. "Mmmm... Lemme see... Well... I've known Alyssa since elementary school. First grade. It didn't take us very long to get along with each other. She's the best friend I've got." I answered, nodding. "Alyssa is the one who encourage me to join the groupie scene, actually."

@Dove Cameron "Wonderful! It's always great to talk to fans!" I say with a grin before straightening my hair with my hand before looking at the camera. "Alright we're rolling in 3... 2... 1..." My cameraman says before I turn towards you. "Alright, I'm here out on the beautiful Sunset Strip talking to Dove Cameron about not just her famous friend Alyssa Miller aka Miss Acid Queen but I'm here today to talk to her about their friendship and what she does in the rock scene. First things first Dove, how and when exactly did you and Alyssa meet and become friends?" I ask with a smile as I turn the microphone towards you as I turn my attention away from the camera, solely focused on you.

@Busy Philipps I tilted my head, smiling at the familiar name. "Ah... That's right. Busy Philipps. I'm actually a listener to your radio show. I listen to it a lot. And your TV show too. I always have to make time for them." I said, smiling. Staring at you when you bring up Alyssa. "Oh. Yep~ Alyssa and I are friends. Absolutely~ She actually helped me find this~." Gesturing to the jumpsuit I was wearing. "She's great~! I will answer anything that isn't too personal about Alyssa... I have no issues with answering any question you have about me." The smile I had was growing as you spoke. "Thank you~ I like to consider myself as such." Trying to remember my schedule before nodding. "Of course. I'm actually free today... I was just on my way to do some shopping actually~ So you caught me at a good time. I'm not really rushing anywhere."

@Dove Cameron "I'm Busy, Busy Philipps. Reporter and journalist, one of the biggest rock and roll reporters and journalists here in the States and LA. I have a radio show "Getting Busy with Busy" and a TV talk show "Busy Days, Talking Aways". My husband, Lester Bangs has interviewed and written quite a few pieces in Creem Magazine on a friend of yours, Alyssa Miller aka Miss Acid Queen. And today I wanted to ask you some questions about her and maybe I could get to know you and give you some media exposure, since you look pretty groovy kid." I say as I give you a smile as I shake your hand firmly before letting go. "So, do you have any time for an interview today?" I ask as I bring the microphone up to my face and gently back down to yours.

@Busy Philipps I gave a soft hum as I walk down the street. Just on my way to do a bit of shopping to cure my boredom. Until I hear a voice say my name. Already ready to deny the question until I turn my head to look towards you. "Oh. Umm... Yeah. I'm Dove Cameron." I said, smiling. Reaching out and shaking your hand. "And... Who are you exactly? I don't remember having an interview today..." A bit suspicious of the camera and woman who randomly knew who I was.

@Dove Cameron I was out on the sunset strip, my cameraman and I had been given a tip on a groupie who knew the infamous Acid Queen. We had been informed to meet her here out on the always sunny sunset strip. "Make sure we're rolling, Warren." I said in an authoritative tone. I take my job very seriously even though some cite me as one of the leeches in the media when it came to everything rock music. But I don't care. I run a hand through my hair to straighten it as I see a blonde woman wearing an outrageous pink sparkly jumpsuit. I recognize her immediately from the pictures. I keep my huge handheld microphone down to my side as I approach. "Hi! Are you Dove Cameron?" I ask with a smile as I hold my hand out for a handshake. I feel in my gut that my team and I have got the right girl.

@Jimmy Page Dove tried not to pay any attention to William as he left, keeping her focus on Jimmin. She nodded, laughing softly. "Yep. I had to deal with that... For two freaking years. Just to make my parents happy." She said, shaking her head. She hummed softly, walking him fix his hair to get it out of his face. She stayed where she was, letting her head rest on the back of the booth. She nodded a little bit in response. "Yeah... I'm alright... He's such a jerk... I'm just glad he's gone..." She answered.

@Dove Cameron Truthfully his eyes remained on the unravelling fellow until he vacated the building, which led the man to let a scoff roll from his lips at that whole tirade, finally admitting amidst a chuckle, "Bloody hell, you had to deal with that?" The rocker laughed it off, preening his hair out of his face as he loosened his grip on the woman that nearly occupied his lap, yet still kept a secure hold on her if she chose to dwell there. He also turned his attention towards her to make sure she was alright, tucking her own strands of hair out of her face. "You alright love?"

@Jimmy Page Dove definitely agreed with that. William was utterly worthless. She liked how Jimmy let her speak her mind instead of telling her to stay quiet, like other men would. She hummed softly at Jimmy's next words to William. "You're familiar with that. Aren't you, William?" William let out a sound of protest as he watched Jimmy do almost everything he never could to Dove. 'I am familiar with that. And I'm not upset!' He said quickly. His voice getting whiny like it usually did when he was upset. With that he left the club entirely.

@Dove Cameron "And you're worthless, champ." He uttered as the final blow, letting Dove speak her mind and finding himself smiling at how ferociously she protected herself and his musical legacy. "The only way you ever get a girl is when you have to pay for her, so tell me who's really upset now?" Jimmy quickly quipped, a content grin on his face every time he paused the smattering of kisses on her bare shoulder, his hands now fully all over her.

@Jimmy Page "You don't even listen to music, William!" Dove snapped. "Jimmy can make better music with a set of pots and pans that you could with actual instruments!" Dove let out a soft hum, pecking Jimmy's lips lightly before he started kissing her chine and neck. Her eyes falling shut as his lips traveled across her skin. Her head tilted slightly as his lips kept going down her shoulder. 'I'd prefer not to watch you face with her... She's a anyhow.' William grumbled. Dove hummed softly as Jimmy's teeth grazed her shoulder. "I am not..." She said quietly.

@Dove Cameron "You wouldn't know good music if it was played to you at Church every Sunday." The wizard snapped, only to let himself laugh it off after. ".....oh hush, now you just sound jealous...." Jimmy insisted with a smile as he was enveloped by this beautiful woman's kisses, his hands left to freely explore her body in hopes of convincing this mad fellow to depart her for good. Jimmy remained in steadfast eye contact with him as his lips rained kisses down her chin and neck, almost tauntingly. ".....or do you like to watch?" He kept going, down the girl's shoulder, even leaving a bit of a nip to set the man off.

@Jimmy Page Dove let her hands rest on Jimmy's shoulders. She moved closer to him as his fingers gripper her waist. Though gently. She moved just a bit closer, her leg half on top of his. Ignoring every word that William was saying. She looked at Jimmy and then William. A pleased smile gracing her lips. "No. Of course not." She said, shaking her head. Her smile fell slightly at Jimmy's taunt. 'At least I don't make trash music.' William mumbled. Dove just looked at Jimmy, smiling again. She just hoped he had missed what William had said.

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@Dove Cameron His words didn't matter once their lips were connected, his hands now feeling free enough to wrap around her more demandingly, fingertips even grasping her waist lightly as if to pull her on top of his lap partially. His lips delved as far as she let him, the gentle sound of lip smacking drowning out whatever he said in haste. Upon a break for breath, Jimmy's wicked smile turned to flash at the young man, "I bet she didn't even let you her." He taunted, sinister laughter leaving his lips as his eyes went back to land on hers.

@Jimmy Page Sofia sighed softly, playfully more so, wondering if the guitarist was watching her as her legs swayed while she awaited his transformation. There was no peaking or funny business from her, and she heard him speak clearly to her, hesitantly moving her hands away from her eyes, to which Jimmy quickly took, helping her off the counter and back out into the bustling world he lived in daily, and the small latina was not used to. She wrapped her arm automatically around his waist, gripping his shirt a little as she didn't want to get hassled or pushed around, and Mr. Page followed her suit immediately with his arm around her shoulders, linking her to him as they moved passed people and back into the outside world, toward the limos. Flashbacks were occurring as she felt she was blind in the shadows while her partner guided her skilledly. She felt something warm and smooth press to her forehead, and realized as she tried to look up it was Jimmy's lips. She felt endeared and cherish, which made her blush harder, but thankfully had a little time to get the fuzzies out while she climbed into the limo and tuned to watched Jimmy as he slide in right next to her.
He came right to her ear, and her teeth grazed her cheek, his breathe warm and his scent close. She understood most of his words, though it took her a couple seconds to be sure of what he was trying to gauge, Sofia's coffee eyes watching him as he watched her. She felt his hand coming for her hair, a sweet spot to her, making her close her eyes as she hummed a second, before opening again. "Very good." she told him with her little r flip, tilting her head softly as she wanted to feel his hand more in her hair. She wanted him close. She couldn't believe how much of a dare devil she had become in his presence, but she wanted to know more of the mysterious music man. She scooted closer so her side was pressed to his, taking his hand and lacing it with hers, trying to reassure him with another nod that she meant for him to know she trusted him, and wanted to experience what he experienced.

@Sofia Carson Luckily enough he had his own private dressing room, excusing the staff that always congregated in his space; returning various instruments to their cases, packing up the amps, and carrying things back to the trucks. In an organized corner, there was a single suitcase of which his fingers nimbly plucked a silken green shirt and a pair of velvet trousers, only to turn around and laugh to see his date shield her eyes. Wordlessly I continued to undress and hang up my suit, before swiftly re-dressing and eventually making my way over to her frame while his fingers finished buttoning his shirt. "I'm done, love." Chuckles continued to bubble from his lips as he grabbed her hand from her face, prying it away so he could hold it within his own and lead her back out, falling into line with the waves of people now vacating backstage. Soon enough he had pulled her to his side once more, his arm slinked comfortably and rather possessively around her shoulders as she leisurely walked towards the police-escorted limos, where he shared one with Robert and one of the GTOs. Only once did he lean over, rather dominantly, to press a gentle kiss to her temple before he guided her into the limo after his manager G opened the door for them.
Upon sliding next to her he leaned forth to speak clearly in her ear, "How are you feeling tonight?" He whispered soothingly so he could gauge her temperament and how much trust she was putting in his hands tonight. Comfortingly his fingers began combing back through her locks, eyes scanning certain features in her face until she could muster a sentence. He hung on her every word, and although they were few -- she was deeply invested in that adorable little accent of hers.

@Jimmy Page Dove gave a smirk at Jimmy's words. 'She'd never marry the likes of you.' William snapped. Dove wanted to correct him but she stayed silent, merely fuming at how arrogant and ridiculous William was being. The eye contacts was broken when Jimmy's hand cupped her chin, turning her head towards him. She stared at Jimmy, unbroken even though she could hear William's words of protest. She hesitated for a moment, merely listening to Jimmy's quiet words. "Gladly." She whispered. As soon as he was finished speaking she leaned forward to close the few centimeters between them, letting her lips land on his.

@Jimmy Page Sofia felt the slowing down of time as the taller male held her close, his chin coming to her neck to rest while they embraced. She wouldn't resist him-knowing she didn't want to anyway as she soaked in all his closeness. Her warm eyes watched his as he came close, calling her a princess and pressing their noses together. And boy did he make her feel like the princess. She could tell something was about to happen in the way Jimmy stayed so close, lips just a second apart- until one of his band mates shouted and he groaned, pulling back. The lady let out a breathe she hadn't realized she had been holding, laughing nervously from the shock and sike out out the hot moment- but she nodded and stayed right at her man's side as he guided her backstage, there fingers lacing together suggestively, she knew.
Coming into the back room, shutting the door behind them as she could tell by all the luggage and clothes that he wanted to change. Her cheeks immediately went red as she felt a bit scared to be out by herself (not wanting to be a bother to people or dealing with any sinnical gals who whispered poison into each other's ears) but she didn't want to invade another human being's privacy. So, she stepped back to the corner of the room, hopping up onto the counter and covered her eyes with her hand. She wouldn't peak and would just wait for him to let her know it was done and he was ready.

@Dove Cameron "If she's your girlfriend, then she's my wife, boy. It takes delusion to think that." A louder chuckle escaped his lips as the rockstar leaned forward, his hair swinging forth as he turned to look at both the beautiful woman besides him, and her so-called betrothed. Jimmy then daringly, tucking her hair to one side once again, cupped her chin and brought his face up to hers to break the eye contact she made with the other man, giving her all his undivided attention. A rather sinister laugh escaped Jimmy as he then leant forward until their lips were a breath apart, daring her to kiss him with his body language, murmuring enticingly, "Let him keep watch and be a cuck if he so desires, darling. We pay no mind to silly American boys, babe."

@Sofia Carson He found it endearing how she fussed with his drenched, slick hair; not minding the sweat even as she came to him for a hearty hug, his slim arms wrapping around the entirety of her daintier frame as it encompassed his. Initially he tucked his chin into the crook of her neck upon the new and dangerously close proximity, but upon pulling away his eyes drifted down her face to absorb her features that seemed to reflect adoration; and instinctively he smiled rather humbly in response. "Perfect, princess." He lowered his face until their noses touched, and he was about to dive in for that prolonged kiss he never did get -- but Robert shouted rashly in his ear from nearly ten feet away, 'Gotta leave soon, Pagey!' With a groan and a crinkled nose in displeasure, Jimmy looked down at his date for the night before murmuring with a reignited smile. "You heard him. Let me get changed in the dressing room, and then we'll be off." He grabbed her dainty wrist and threaded his fingers through hers in order to walk back and begin guiding her towards the backstage/dressing room area so he could change out of his infamous dragon suit. Normally Zeppelin didn't spend much time backstage in order to facilitate a quick escape to the hotel, but Jimmy's luggage was here since they were planning on flying out in the morning.

@Jimmy Page Even though it was an act Jimmy's voice was incredibly convincing. 'That's my girlfriend.' Dove's ex said. Dove made a face, shaking her head. "Get it through your head, William! We've been broken up for five months!" Dove said bitterly. She leaned into Jimmy's arm, staring at William. She watched the anger rise in his features as he was told to leave her along. 'And who are you to tell me what to do when it comes to her?' William snapped immediately. Dove stared at him, head on.

@Jimmy Page Sofia nodded with a glowing smile as she felt his hands on her hips while she dabbed away his sweat gently from under his hair, over his face and his neck and chest while he spoke. She could tell he was inviting her to come somewhere with him, and she covered his face with the towel teasingly, before pulling it off and kissing his nose in a bold fashion. The feeling of his thumbs on her hips gave her butterflies, and she felt like a free bird when she was with him. No discrimination, no spitting and cussing and hitting. Just care and attention and music. She nodded in agreement to his proposition, telling herself that this time, as a big girl in the big world, because she knew Jimmy would not push her now if she said no just to have his way, she wanted more between the two of them. “I stay with you.” She said in her accent as she stepped closer, pressing herself against him while she wrapped her arms around his waist in a warm hug, trying to reassure him without using complicated English that she wanted to stay with him all night, looking up to him as he was so close, her face a mere inch from his at his chest, her eyes glowing with warmth and invitation.

@Sofia Carson "Thank you, thank you." Jimmy knew it wasn't his best performance, but he greatly appreciated her praise; and even more her gentle touch as she dabbed away the sheen of sweat that had accumulated against his skin. "Lovely that you're here, I was looking to find a companion for a little rooftop soiree. More exclusive. Just bandmates, some staff and their birds." Jimmy wordlessly thanked the roadie who had tossed over the towel, but paid more attention to the woman before him and her answer as she patted him down, his own hands instinctively resting upon the distinctive curve of her waist. "But don't agree if you're just gonna run off on me like last time, darling. I promise to get you home if you so please, by the end of the party." His grin was wide and radiant as he promised to take good care of her, his thumbs naturally running gentle circles against her hips in a soothing manner.

@Dove Cameron "You seemed awfully distressed when you saw us here...." The demanding resonance of Jimmy's voice was definitely an act at this point, juxtaposed to his usual gentlemanly and charming one. After a moment of silence, the raven-haired rockstar flicked his wrist and uttered, "Regardless, do yourself a good favor and never come near lady Dove again." It was hard for Jimmy to withhold a chuckle, as he found it quite amusing to be playing these types of games -- especially when buzzed.

@Jimmy Page Sofia clapped and cheered like the rest of the audience as the guys ended their song, and the lights died down on the stage. The Latina made sure she stayed out of the way from crew members and the other band members who watched her a bit in their hazy of confusion, but she lit up as soon as she and Jimmy made eye contact, and his smile seemed to get bigger as his arms extended toward her. She could care less how sweaty he was as she grinned and nearly jogged to him, wrapping her arms around his neck, hugging him warmly. “Beautiful,” she commented, about him and the performance, pulling back and began to fan his face, laughing at him just because of how much water he was producing. “Sweaty~” she laughed with a grin, looking around for a towel and before she knew it, one was being tossed at Jimmy by a crew member.

@Jimmy Page "Mmmm..." She hummed, nodding. It was true... Most men she knew were just like that... Not knowing when to stop or give up... She moved herself closer to him as he moved towards her. She nodded a little bit, going along with what he was saying. "That's him... He won't leave me alone..." She said with a slight pout. Her leg moving towards him as his hand slid up to her thigh. The entire feel around them changed as her ex grew closer. He was paused at the end of the table. 'I don't know what she's talking about...' Her ex said, looking at the duo.

@Dove Cameron “I’m coming to learn these things, yes...” His British accent was more apparent as his voice got louder, eyes making contact with the man as he walked closer. Instinctively he stepped into the role, scooting closer to her and even ringing out a mellifluous, “So this is the man, babe....the man who’s been following you?” to taunt him further. His grip tightened on her leg, even raising closer up her thigh as the man got closer, Jimmy attempting to generate a protective, alpha-like aura around their booth to make the guy uncomfortable.

@Jimmy Page Dove hummed softly as they sat there, nodding along with Jimmy's words. "No... Not really..." She said, shrugging. "But... That's how most LA men are... They don't know when to give up." She hummed. She felt his hand squeeze her knee and she hummed. "Mmm... Alright... I'll call him over." She said, humming. "Just don't believe a word he says." She looked back at her ex for a moment before he made eye contact with her. She motioned for him to come over. And he did. Not very happy either.

@Sofia Carson At this point in the night, his physique was drenched in sweat that made his lucky blue talisman stick to his bare chest, mirroring the raven-tinted curls that gripped the sweat rolling down his forehead as he swayed intently to the solo that courses through him. His Gibson double-neck was like an extension of his body at this point, fingers dancing across various, intricate frets to create the heavenly sound he fathered proudly in their ending classic. There was a great big smile on his face as his head tossed side to side with each note, the energy from the crowd lighting him up as if it was electric.
Besides him the golden God wailed with such intensity that the last noted demanded, and then just like that, the song faded to black like the stage these Gods walked on.
Jimmys exasperated laughter traveled to s as they vacated the stage, and soon his eyes caught the familiar frame of a particular woman his thoughts had been dwelling on. Even though it seemed like his smile couldn’t get any bigger, it did as he made his way towards the angel before him, arms extended and voice low despite all the clamorous dwellers besides them.
“Hello, love.” He breathed out as his eyes flickered down to her warmer ones, another chuckle falling from his lips.