"3 times in a row" Steve-O smirked as we laid in bed. "Shut up" I mumbled as I kissed his bare chest. "From the way your kissing me, I suspect there may be a round four" he grinned. I laughed and shook my head. "As much as I'd enjoy that we have a dinner to go to tonight" I sighed as I sat up. Steve-O groaned and pulled me back down on his chest. "Or we could stay here" he mumbled into my neck. I smiled and shook my head. "We both know Jeff would come up here and make our asses go to dinner" I giggled. "Fine" he groaned. I smiled and hopped off of him. "I'm going to shower" I said quickly. I tried to lock the bathroom door quickly, but O slammed his way in. "We should save some water" he grinned. "Fiiiiine" I groaned as I turned on the water and stepped in. I was planning on a 5 minute shower, but it ended up being 20 minute shower because we did the deed. I'm not complaining though. We got out and I began to get ready. I blowed dried my hair and curled so it flowed out everywhere. I did my makeup dramatically with a dark purple lipstick. I then pulled on a black cocktail dress and a large pair of floral heels.I grabbed my black clutch and exited the bathroom. "Damn baby" Steve-O said airily as he examined my body. "Stop staring" I huffed as I walked over to him. I kissed him lightly on the cheek and grabbed his hand, pulling him out of the room. "Come on, we're late" I grinned as we trekked down to the lobby. "You guys are late" Jeff frowned at us. "We got distracted" O shrugged as he opened up the door to the van. I hopped in and everyone followed. I was sitting between Chris and O in the very back. "Awe Eva looks so pretty" Chris teased. I smiled and flicked him in the forehead. Soon we arrived at a fancy bistro. "This is too nice for people like you guys" I laughed as we walked inside. "Yeah and what are you?" Steve-O asked me with a smirk. "Well technically I'm a graceful ballerina" I winked. They all burst out laughing at my comment. We were led to our table by a girl that looked like she was still in high school. "Wow" she muttered airily as she stared at me. "Uh yes?" I asked with a smile. "You're, you're Evangeline Carson." she said lightly. "Yeah, I am" I smiled back at her. "You're like the best dancer at Juliard. I'm going there next year and I go to all your showcases" she giggled like a school girl. "Well thank you. I've never met a fan before" I laughed as I shook her hand. She smiled and nodded and walked away quickly. "Ha I didn't know I had fans" I laughed. "I'm surprised she recognized you before us" Bam laughed. I laughed and shrugged. I think my ego is ten times bigger than before.

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I Wouldn't be With You, Even if I Wanted to Be (Steve-O Love Story)
FanfictionEvangeline or Eva as most call her is a aspiring dancer. She lives ballet slippers and classical music. Eva is the image of elegance and beauty. Or at least that's what people see on the outside, it's a painting though, a cover-up. Really Eva suffer...