Behind the Mask: A Rockstar Romance(44)

“I do. I need him to know where he stands and what the consequences will be. You have seen what he’s been like over the years, he loves to fuck, and he doesn’t fuck the same girl twice. He will get bored. He will see the fantasy isn’t the same as the reality.”

I know all this.

“I don’t want anything to do with him like that,” I say, sounding stronger. “It was a moment of madness.”

“Guys, you are on in five.” Travis jogs over, telling us. He looks at each of us and must be able to see something is going down as he quickly leaves.

“You have nothing to worry about, Tegan, it won’t be happening again.” I start to head to the stage.

“I love you, sis, I just don’t want him hurting you, because I know he will. Even if he doesn’t mean to.”

I know what she is saying is right.

“I know.” Is all I say as I head to the stage area. Naomi runs over to me, holding my hand. “I fucked up,” I say, breathing in deeply as my eyes prickle with tears. I just had my first kiss with Nate last night and it’s a kiss I regret. It should have been more special, but I would have let him fuck me also, and that would have been something I’d regret also.

“What happened?” Naomi asks with concerned eyes.

“Tegan will fill you in. I have to go be a rock star,” I say weakly, following Travis’s orders and heading to my spot on the stage, the crowd chanting my name over and over. I plaster on a smile, waving at them.

Soon all the lights go out. When the light shines again, it’s on Nate. His back is to the crowd, him facing me as he stands in the middle of the stage. He gives me a pleading look, but I ignore it.

We play our set, Nate singing as amazing as always. The crowd screams out in excitement. I feel their energy flowing through my veins, giving me that high feeling that I enjoy. Adrenaline rushing through me.

It is the last song of the night. I wonder what song he is going to sing. He walks slowly toward me, ignoring the crowd, his fans, the guys. “I’m going to prove to you that I’m going to be different,” he says before heading back to the middle of the stage.

Grabbing the microphone, he smiles at the crowd. I am sure I hear a few girls fainting. “As you know I sing a song at the end of the show. I sing something that I feel means something in that moment. Now, I am wondering, would you like to hear Star sing with me? Would you guys like to be the first to hear a duet?” The crowd goes crazy. “You heard them, Star.” He smiles at me.

I shake my head at him. I can’t sing to this many people.

Is he crazy?

He thinks this is a way to prove himself to me? By what? Embarrassing me?

“Sing with me, let the world hear your voice.”

I walk closer to him, whisper-shouting at him, “What are you doing?”

“I want you to sing with me. I want you at my side always. Just one song and I will die a happy man.” He gives me puppy dog eyes, causing me to laugh. I nod and he smiles at me triumphantly. “What song shall we sing?”

I ponder it for a second.

“‘Wake me Up’ by Boyce Avenue,” I say and he nods, smiling. He goes to the guys and then comes back to me, helping me take off the guitar, taking my hand as we head to the middle of the stage.

He starts to sing, looking at me, and I feel even more nervous knowing I’m about to sing with him. I close my eyes and let the words out, then open them again after my line. We take our turns on each verse. When we sing the chorus together our voices just mesh.

He entwines our fingers together, looking into my eyes, singing to me. The place is silent apart from us. Each second I sing, the more confident I get. I love this version of the song. It’s slow, more personal.

We sing the line didn’t think we were lost, his eyes piercing mine. The last line of the song comes on and it’s just us. The music ends and we continue looking at one another when the crowd cheers, screaming out the word more, over and over.

I can’t believe I sang in front of hundreds of people.

“They love you,” Nate says, smiling at me. I give a little bow before running off the stage, my hand pressed against my chest.

That was amazing.

“I can’t believe you sang,” Naomi shrieks. “You actually sang in front of a crowd, an actual crowd.”

I shake my head, not believing it.

“Oh my God, I know, it’s crazy.” I laugh. Nate stands there watching me. I run to him, wrapping my arms around his neck. I feel him hugging me back. “Thank you, Nate, that was amazing.”

“I want you, Blair, I need you, like I need my next breath. I will scream that from the rooftops if need be,” he says in front of everyone here.

I look at Tegan, at Naomi, at the guys, and they look just as surprised as me.

“Nate, too much has happened in the last few days—”

He places his fingers on top of my lips, stopping me.

“I will show you that I am worthy of you, that I will make you happy. I will do whatever it takes. I mean, whatever it takes.” He winks at me before walking away and I watch him go.

He is going to fight for me?

“Holy shit, girl. Nate, Nathanial Knight, is going to make you his. Fuck, it’s only week two and you are changing things.”

I glare at Naomi.

“Thank you for saying that. I didn’t want things to change.” I walk to the pillar and start banging my head against it. “Why can’t my life be simple?”