#stephen maynard clark

[henry-cavs-tudor]

LOVE YOU STEPHEN MAYNARD CLARK! We all miss you! RIP OUR ANGEL!💖🥹

1960-1991

[appetite4savage]

Singin’ in the Rain, a Steve Clark imagine

Steve’s POV

There she is again.

She comes out of the record store every Friday at the same time. You might be asking, how do I know this? Well… not to sound like a creep, but I have been watching her. Not in a stalker way, at all, just.. observing.

She’s always singing, humming, or dancing every time she’s walking out of the store. This time is no different, even in the pouring rain. Somehow she still doesn’t notice me under my umbrella, sitting on a bench across the street. Her hair is bouncing around as she skips and twirls down the street. One day I will have the nerve to talk to her.

Y/N’s POV

He thinks I don’t notice him sitting there, every week on the dot. I don’t think he’s doing it to be weird, I think he’s just shy. I can tell he wants to come up and talk to me by the way he gets up and then immediately sits back down every time I come out.

Every week he’s wearing a different band tee. Today it’s Aerosmith. Last week was Queen.

His hair is the most beautiful shade of blonde I’ve ever seen. He quite literally looks like an angel.

One day I’ll work up the nerve to talk to him. I sigh to myself as I twirl down the street in the rain, Queen’s Love of my Life playing in my head. I turn the corner.

“Wait!”

Steve’s POV

I have to do it. I can’t wait anymore. I try to catch up with her but she moves so fast. Finally, I catch a glimpse of her turning the corner.

“Wait!” I call out.

She stops and turns around.

“I’ve been waiting for you to talk to me.” She smiles.

Wait. She’s known I’ve been watching her the whole time?

“You- you have?” I scratch my head.

“Yes, silly. You’re on that same bench at the same time on the same day every week.” She giggles. I can feel the heat rise to my cheeks.

“I promise it wasn’t to be weird. I think you’re very beautiful and I’ve been trying to work up the nerve to talk to you.”

“I know. I can see you almost get up to come over to me and then sit back down.” She briefly touches my shoulder and I can feel the electricity pulsing through my body.

“Uh, well. I’m Steve.” I hold out my hand to shake hers.

“Y/N.”

“Beautiful name.”

“Thank you, Steve.”

-

Later, Y/N’s POV

Steve and I have now been together for 3 months. Every day is better than the last. He’s so sweet to me and truly my guardian angel. He’s in a rock band and he plays guitar like no one I’ve ever heard before. All the guys in the band have become like my brothers, and they welcomed me with open arms. I attend all of the band practices.

“And to think, you’re together because Steve was a stalker!” Joe jokes.

Steve flips him off, wrapping his arm around me. “It worked though, didn’t it?”

[srasavageclark]

Wow Steve Clark.❤

[motleyfuckingcruee]

Steven Adler and Stephen Clark 🥰

[srasavageclark]

HIS SMILE IS EVERYTHING TO ME😍😁

[srasavageclark]

Steve's eyes💙😍

Why Steve is so perfect????? Why, why and why???????

[motleyfuckingcruee]

🎶 My favorite band 🖤 🎶

[motleyfuckingcruee]

.....what did I just stumble upon?