Behind the Mask: A Rockstar Romance(6)

Tegan always loved rock music, as I went for the poppy, power ballads. I also like my cheesy music. I am not afraid to admit I loved my boybands growing up. Blacken Hart play between rock and power ballad, but growing up seeing them play from our garage to the big time, I like to think I am their number one fan.

I pass Tegan her skinny latte and blueberry muffin. She gives me a nod in acknowledgment. I know she is dealing with a hangover from hell. If she sleeps fully dressed, I know she drank more than what she should have.

Troy and Nate come down together talking to one another and they stop when they see us. I pass them their coffees and food choice. Troy gives me a one-armed hug as Nate just says thanks and nothing else. Naomi gives me a look, but I give her one back. We head outside to the limo that is waiting.

“Thank you, Max.” I thank the driver, who gives me a professional smile. I watch as the band climbs in. Naomi goes in next, then me. It is a quiet trip while we all eat and finish off our coffees and once we get to our destination we all perk up a little.

When the door opens flashes from cameras go off. I climb out first and step to the side and watch as each member climbs out, fans screaming out their names. I step back as they shake some hands and give a few autographs. No one knows who I am. I just stand there watching until they walk into the building and I walk in behind with Naomi at my side and Rich and Gav right behind us.

We are introduced to the host who is doing the interview and a few members behind the camera. The band takes their seats, probably not taking in the people’s names as they might not see them again. I am walking toward the cameramen when I feel myself being pulled.

“Sorry, miss, this is a closed set,” a man with a shaved head in black pants and white shirt says. I roll my eyes. I am used to being invisible. When you are with the band you can’t help but not to be. But when they try and pull me away, I get annoyed.

“I am with the band.” I show him my pass and he lets go of my arm.

“Sorry.” He apologizes. What a great start of the day.

“You should be sorry,” Naomi says angrily and the guy gives me another apologetic look before walking away. “I swear some people can be such idiots. I could see your visitor’s pass a mile off.”

“It’s fine really. Not the first time it has happened.” I find a spot away from people and watch the band get asked question after question.

“Still sucks, though.” Naomi stands at my side. It does, but when you have a sister who is in a famous rock band, you are going to be lost in the background.

In the shadows.





The interview lasted twenty minutes and they played their newest song that is released, which the audience loved. Most of the questions went to Nate, which is no surprise there, as he is the lead singer and also, he is hot.

And the most wanted man to bed.

He gives off that mysterious vibe as he doesn’t talk about his personal life. I am around the band every day, but it doesn’t mean I know the ins and outs of their lives. Nate could be fucking someone regularly and I wouldn’t know about it.

Just thinking about him being intimate, showing affection toward another girl, does feel like a dagger to the heart.

Once the band says their goodbyes they start heading to the exit. They either want to get back home to sleep some more before tonight’s concert or eat some more. When I say the last bit, I mean Troy. That guy can eat until the cows come home and doesn’t gain a pound.

Lucky bastard.

Naomi and I are talking about having a movie day until we pass out when I hear my sister call out my name. I groan, knowing I won’t be chilling anytime soon.

“Hey, Teegs,” I say the nickname she hates.

“You know I hate that name.”

I put on an innocent look. “I didn’t realize.”

She looks at me, knowing I’m talking shit. “Whatever, I need you to go pick up my leather pants from Dior, my top from Jessica’s, and I wrote a few other things down that also need to be done.” She hands me a piece of paper and even though it’s only ten things that I need to do, they are nowhere near each other.

“You do know I didn’t get much sleep either,” I whine at her. I know by the time I get through this list, I will need to head to the venue where the concert is taking place to make sure everything is set up correctly.

“You should have made sure you slept more.”

I glare at her.

“You know I need to be at my best for the fans. You know I love you.”

I roll my eyes and nod.

“Great, kisses.” She air kisses my cheeks and starts walking off.

“Kiddo, is it okay if you grab me a baguette from Jacks on your way home?” Troy asks, giving me his panty, charming smile. Too bad it doesn’t work for me.

“You got it.” Naomi jumps in. I look at her and she is caught under his spell. He gives her a wink and walks off.

“Thanks for helping out,” I tell her and that seems to knock her out of her Troy daze.

“Wait, what?”

“You told Troy he’s got it, which means you agreed to helping out, as I would have said no.” I wouldn’t have. I’m a sucker to these guys, so I would have done it, but having my best friend at my side, the day won’t suck as much.

“I need a nap, though.” She dramatically moans into my shoulder. I pat her head.