Behind the Mask: A Rockstar Romance(35)

Heading to the girls’ changing room, I grab a very quick, hot shower, not wanting to miss a second of anything. I am wrapped in my towel when there is a knock on the door. I turn around to see Nate standing there, his eyes trailing down my body before he looks into my eyes.

I can tell he just had a shower also, his hair slicked back, giving me a view of his gorgeous eyes.

“Is it okay if I come in?” He opens the door wider. I hold on to my towel harder. “The crowd loved what you did on stage. Travis is saying it’s already all over the Internet. A few people filmed it.”

I quickly grab my phone, wanting to check it out, then I see it on YouTube. I watch as I grab hold of Nate.

Nate joins me, watching it also.

Seeing how we are looking at one another in the video is hot.

“I bet Jeffery will be happy,” I say, stepping back.

“I’m sure he will.” He rubs the back of his neck. “I came to apologize for what happened on the bus.”

My mood shifts. Why couldn’t we have the talk tomorrow? I want to keep this high.

“I shouldn’t have taken advantage.”

My body deflates. “I wasn’t really saying no,” I say back. He looks away from me.

“Even so, I shouldn’t be acting like that.”

I hold on to my towel tighter and his eyes go to my body, causing my body to heat up.

“You need to stop wearing towels and being in just underwear around me.” He looks at the ground.

I giggle. “You need to stop coming to my room when I’m getting dressed.”

He sighs, looking back up at me. “We are good, right?”

“We are good. It’s our hormones, that’s all.”

He walks slowly toward me. “Our hormones,” he breathes, stopping in front of me.

“Hormones control our urges. We just need to control them,” I say back hoarsely, biting my lip, my face also heating up, his fingers stroking my cheeks.

“I love how you blush.”

I bite my lip again, and he releases my lip with his thumb.

“You have no idea what you do to me.”

“What do I do to you?” I say in a whisper. Soon there is a knock on the door. Naomi walks in, freezing when she spots how close Nate and I are.

I am going to strangle her.

She is turning into such a cock block.

“Sorry, I was just wondering how long you are going to be as Travis says the fans are getting anxious for the meet and greet.”

Nate steps back, heading to the door.

“I guess I will let you get ready.” He leaves the room, Naomi watching him go.

“I am so sorry. I didn’t know he was with you.”

I take a seat on the couch. It’s a good thing I’m leaving. No way my heart can take this for years to come.

I am ready to combust.

“He says I do stuff to him.” I place my face in my hands. I feel Naomi sit next to me. “Sooner I leave the better.” I stand up, shaking all this off me.

It’s just three weeks.

Getting dressed in a tight short black dress, I look in the mirror, feeling satisfied. Well, satisfied with my appearance. “Let’s do this,” I say after I do my hair and makeup. Naomi stays quiet, letting me be in my own head.

Entering the meet and greet room, I head to where Tegan is. Straight away she passes me a shot of something and I look at her questioningly.

“You are giving me a shot?” I smell it, seeing it’s tequila.

“You are a rock star now, so you need to party like one, which means you need to get drunk.”

I don’t think I’ve ever really been drunk. Well, not Tegan’s version of being drunk anyway. She raises her shot glass. We both down it, the burn down my throat causing me to start coughing, stinging my throat.

“That tastes like acid,” I tell her, making her laugh.

“You would know what acid tastes like.” Tegan shakes her head, pouring more shots. Soon the doors open and a lot of pretty girls walk in, heading straight to the guys. One very attractive girl with long brown hair and big boobs saunters toward Nate, who smirks at her in return.

“Can we do another?” I ask Tegan and she smiles.

“Deffo.” She hands us a shot each.

“I want to join the party. If you’re getting drunk, I’m coming on the ride,” Naomi says, bouncing over to us. We all take the shot. I try not to cough again, but I do. I laugh when I see Naomi’s scrunched up face.

“You will get used to the taste.” Troy walks over, his arm going around Naomi’s shoulders. “I am sure of it.” He winks at her. I know he is probably meaning a different kind of taste.

I walk over to the table of alcohol and food, taking a carrot stick, then grabbing a bottle of beer. When I take a sip, it tastes just as nasty as the shot. How do they keep drinking this shit? I take another sip, hoping it will get better when the girl who was talking to Nate walks over to me.

“You are Star,” she says and I remember I can’t talk, so I just nod. “I saw online that you can’t talk. So you don’t say anything?”

I shake my head, causing her to chuckle.

“Can I ask you a question?”

I shrug and she looks at Nate. I follow her gaze and he is watching us both. The girl walks in closer to me.