Behind the Mask: A Rockstar Romance(36)



“Do you scream?” she asks in a seductive voice.

My mouth hangs open.

Is she hitting on me?

“I saw you and Nate on stage, and it was so hot and as rumors are going around that you two may be a thing, maybe you would be interested in joining us. Well, me joining in with you both?”

I open my mouth, then close it again. I look her up and down, seeing her dress similar to mine but in red.

She lifts her hand, stroking along the mask. “Your eyes are so pretty.” Her fingers go to my lips. “I’m not like the other girls around here. I know how to share.” She steps in closer to me.

“What’s going on?” Naomi joins us, looking at us both.

“Nothing, just grabbing a bite.” She takes a carrot stick, smiling at me before walking back over to Nate, his eyes trained on me before he looks at her. I am sure she is telling him what she just propositioned me. Giving her brownie points into getting in his bed.

“What was she saying to you?”

We face the wall so no one sees me talking.

“Inviting me to join her and Nate sexually.”

Naomi’s head turns so fast, I swear she got whiplashed.

“She was asking you for a threesome? I guess you definitely joined the rock star world. It is all about sex, drugs, and rock ‘n’ roll,” she jokes.

I stay by Tegan and Naomi’s side, scared to leave them in case I get hit on again. My eyes do wander to the girl every now and then, and she looks at me also. I don’t know how people could do threesomes. I don’t like sharing. I want the guy to be paying attention to me and me alone.

I guess, though, if it’s your type thing, I suppose.

Soon we are leaving the venue, heading to the limo. I give Max a huge hug when I see him. I’m glad he is joining us on tour. Sitting in the limo, I make sure Tegan and Naomi are on either side of me. Sipping the glass of champagne, I can feel the alcohol start to take effect. I lost count on how many shots of tequila I had.

When we reach the club, the crowd screams when they see us. I walk toward the door when I hear my name being called. Well, my rock star name, pleading for an autograph. I look at a girl with light brown hair in a ponytail, skinny black jeans, and a black blouse. Her fashion sense is similar to mine.

I am so touched she wants my autograph.

My first ever autograph.

I walk over to her, and her eyes bug out. I grab the pen and paper, signing the name Star and drawing a little star next to it. She says thanks over and over. I see her best friend squeezing the girl’s arm. I grab Naomi’s arm, pulling her into me.

“Invite them two to join the party,” I say in Naomi’s ear. Naomi looks at me confused.

“Why?” she whispers.

“She asked for my first autograph. Look at them, they remind me of us.”

Naomi looks at them and smiles.

“Star wants to invite you and your friend to join us, to party, not for anything else,” Naomi mumbles. I roll my eyes.

“Are you kidding me? Oh my God, yes, yes, yes,” the girl screams, jumping up and down, her friend also screaming in excitement. They come to our side and we head inside, the crowd still screaming. “I am never going to forget this night, for as long as I live.” I hear the girl tell her friend.

We get to the VIP area and we’re each given a glass of champagne. I lift my glass to Naomi and the girls, indicating to say cheers.

“You did a nice thing,” Tegan says, coming to my side. I shrug. She knows I can’t talk with people around. “It will be everywhere tomorrow. Well, even tonight that you did that. The fans will love you for it.” She gives me a smile before heading to the bar and I see her flirting with some guy.



Everyone is really drunk when we head to the bus early time in the morning. Sam passes out on the couch while Troy and Naomi head to their bunks and pass out there. Nate’s arm is around my shoulder as I help him into his room.

I groan at the guys for not helping me. “You all suck, you know that,” I say, but it goes on deaf ears. I remove the mask, throwing it on the booth table.

“You can suck if you want to.” Nate tries to say seductively.

“Maybe another night,” I reply. He winks at me, but I know he won’t remember this.

“I know you,” Nate whispers in my hair.

“I know you too.” I giggle. I bang his door open and we both fall onto his bed, both of us laughing.

“You smell so good.” He pulls me into him, sniffing me.

“Thank you.” I try and stand, but he sits up, taking hold of my hand.

“I’m sorry.” He looks sad and I sit next to him. “I don’t mean to like anyone else, it’s just hard. But seeing her every day, her smiling at me, looking so good.” He looks up into my eyes hazily. “I do want you, but you make it so hard.”

I stare at him confused. He must be talking about Tegan, but he’s saying he wants me too?

“If you like someone, you shouldn’t lead on other girls.” I think back to the girl in the meet and greet room. If he likes Tegan he has some funny way in showing it. He needs to know that I wouldn’t want to hurt her.

“I know.” He falls back on his bed. “I love seeing you, though, even though it’s rare. I like when you are around me.” He lies on his side, smiling at me. “Sing to me, please.”

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