HEY NOW YOU'RE AN ALL STAR!

This is a long fucking chapter I'm sorry I've been working on it for so long i just thought it was time to post it

Collins stood embarrassed in a crowd of teen girls, he just turned 19 last week, a senior in high school, and the star of the football team. But he stood here waiting to meet her. He was her biggest fan he knew all her song and had quite the collection of her merchandise. This was the first concert of hers he was attending and he couldn't wait to get a glimpse of her. Angel Dumott Schunard the biggest pop star around, she was beautiful, kind, and frankly she was the first girl Collins had ever been attracted too.

Before he got into her music he was terrified he was gay and that was not an option. He'd be off the team, his dad would kill him, and his mom would probably throw him out. But he heard Angel's music one day and was in love. So here he is waiting to see the love of his life in person, unfortunately, she won't be here for another two hours.

Collins looked up to the cloudy sky, "Please don't rain. Everything has to be perfect." He whispered.

He looked around the crowd again, he was the oldest guy there, it was mostly made up of 14-16 year old girls but there was the occasional preteen boy. It made him feel a bit awkward but deep down he didn't really care, he had been waiting at the backstage door all morning just so he could see her and maybe even meet her.

All of Collins hope was suddenly diminished when it began pouring rain. Some girls around him began to scream and run off, others were prepared and started opening their umbrellas. Collins stood there and let out a long sigh he didn't bring one, but he wasn't ready to leave either. So he had no choice he was going to wait.

They time passed relatively quick, as he checked his watched one last time, 11:55 am, she'll be here any minute. He shivered and silently thanked God, he was soaked to the bone and so cold. He couldn't wait much longer, he just wanted to go inside in the warm and enjoy the concert. His heart stopped when he saw the limo pull up. The world slowed down and sound became muffled as girls around him screamed uncontrollably. In slow motion he watched Angel get out of the limo and wave to the people around her. Collins was pushed forward against the gate by the people behind him.

"Hi everyone!" she shouted over the crowd. "Thank you so much for waiting in the rain but I'm sorry I can't stay to sign autographs or get pictures."

She walked forward with her manager holding her umbrella, her mother was close behind. She never went anywhere without them. Collins heart sank a bit he hoped she'd be able to stay out for a bit so he could maybe talk to her but no. All this waiting was for nothing.

Angel waved as she walked down the narrow alleyway to the door, she stopped dead in her tracks when she spotted Collins. She couldn't help it he looked so cold and wet and handsome, she couldn't just walk away.

"Oh my god!" She walked towards him. "Are you ok?"

Collins looked behind him not sure who she was talking to, "Me?"

"Yes, you're soaking wet! I'm so sorry, how long have you been out here?"

"Four hours," he admitted blushing.

"Oh, honey no" She felt so bad. "Charles, please bring him foreword." She politely asked her security guard, he was a young man in his 20s with a mop of brown curly hair.

He nodded and motioned Collins to come foreword. He couldn't believe this was happening, his legs refused to move for a moment but they shakily started to move him around the gate and closer to her.

"Angel, I don't know if that's such a good idea," Her manager insisted.

"It's fine, Andy. I'm not going to leave…. Um," she turned back to Collins. "I'm sorry, what is your name?"

"Collins, well Tom, but everyone calls me Collins," he stumbled over his works.

She smiled at him and turned back to her manager, "I'm not going to leave Collins freezing out here in the rain."

Collins shivered happily when he heard her say his name and looked at the ground.

This has to be a dream, he thought. Please don't let me wake up.

"Come on," She motioned to the door. "Let's get you cleaned up."

Angel led him back to her dressing room as her mom and manager went to speak to the stage manager and theater representative. Collins looked around as they walked to her dressing room the stage looked amazing even without the lights on.

"So I'll take that you're a pretty big fan?" Angel tried to make conversation.

"Haha, I mean I guess?" he tried to keep his nerves from scaring her.

"I typically don't see guys like you at my shows."

"I know and I can't imagine why you're amazing, talented your songs are so great, and nice, and sweet, and beautiful, you're so hot." Collins covered his mouth with his hand. "Oh, my god I can't believe I just said that. I'm so sorry."

She laughed, "You're cute when you blush you know that. Don't worry, though you're ok."

They stopped in front of a closed door with a worn out star on it. His heart began to race faster, this was her dressing room they were going to be hanging out in. One of the things Angel was known for was her modesty, so this was a big deal.

"This is it," she opened the door.

The room wasn't that different from the rest of the theater, it was decent sized with classy furniture and a vanity set. Every surface was covered with makeup or costume pieces, the mirror had pictures of different people that Angel must be close with, old friends or family.

"It's a really nice room" she smiled shyly. "I love performing in New York it's so beautiful."

Collins smiled and hesitated to put his hand on her back, "There's no place like it."

She giggled, grabbed his hand and stepped inside, "let's get you dry, okay."

He nodded and sat in a chair as she looked around through all the clothes.

"Now, I might not have anything you would like to wear," she laughed again. "But you might be able to fit my brothers clothes?"

Collins had to think for a minute before it hit him. Angel's twin brother that was rarely ever seen, he was shy, less talented, ignored.

"Where is he anyways?" Collins asked. "I mean, I know it's probably personal but how come no one ever sees you two together?"

"We just don't get along" she shrugged. "Classic sibling rivalry, we want what each other has. He wants attention, and I want the freedom he has."

Collins looked at her confused she pulled out a tacky concert shirt in his size and stared at her picture on the front of it.

"Don't get me wrong, I love this. I love my job and singing and being able to change lives but I wish I was able to do somethings without having to worry. My manager never wants me out walking around visiting sights, or being out with friend, or just being a teenager he thinks I'm just going to get hurt or harassed by the paparazzi. Did you know, I've never really seen the city?"

"What? But you perform here all the time" Collins reminded her.

"The only part of New York I ever see is from car windows and the roof of theaters."

Feeling more relaxed and sympathetic Collins got up and wrapped his arms around her from behind, a cold hand rested on her hip the other was wrapped around her hand. She began blushing she wasn't sure of what to say or do.

"I'm sorry, Angel, that's not right. I wish I could show you around. We'd have a great time eating cheap pizza and drinking milkshakes, we could watch street performers, and go to coney island until the sunsets. Then I'd take you to a high school party and you could be crazy and have fun."

"Like play 'spin the bottle' and drink?" She said mischievously.

"If you wanted, I wouldn't stop you. Hell, I'd join you." He said softly his breath against her neck.

She turned around in his grasp to face him. Both teens wanted to just kiss the other but was unsure of the other's feelings. After a moment of silence Angel took a step back and handed him the shirt.

"I'm gonna go talk to Andy for a second, I'll be right back." She said embarrassed. "You can change in here, be right back."

Angel closed the door and took off running, leaving Collins terrified he'd done something wrong.

You fucked up, he thought. She's off to go get security to throw you out. Why did i have to take push her. First I called her hot, then I told her I would get her drunk and kiss her. WHat the fuck collins you're sick.

Outside the door through the cramped wing of the theater Angel ran her high heels clacking letting everyone know of her presence. She was looking all around for Andy but quickly gave up.

"ANDY!" she shouted. "Andy! Where are you?"

He came running around a corner papers falling out of one hand as he came to her need.

"What? What's wrong? Do you need me to call Charles? Where's that boy?" He looked her over to see if she was hurt.

"I'm fine, I'm fine. It's just…" she smiled and took a deep breath. "Remember how you said when I turned 17 I could start dating?"

"I guess? Angel, what's this about? Where's that….. Oh, no.." he said piecing it together.

"I want to date him!" She spat out.

"No, absolutely not! The answer is no."

"What why not?" She was insulted.

"You just met him, you don't know him, he's a random fan of course he's gonna try to charm the pants off of you. So the answer is no."

Angel's heart sank, "but, but, but, I-I-"

"Angel this is for your own good," he reminded and began to whisper. "And in case you can't see he's a 'macho man' he's expecting a GIRLfriend if you date, and if you tell him the truth and break up or if he doesn't like it you'll be outed. The world's not ready for a cross-dresser to be america's sweetheart."

Angel started to tear up, "If you just talked to him you'd see he's different."

"Angel, you're young you're not in love you're horny, let it go."

"Ok." she whispered softly looking at the ground.

Angel's mother walked in seeing the sadness on her child's face she had to get involved.

"What's going on?" she asked confused.

"Mama, Andy won't let me go out on a date."

"A date? With who?"

"That boy she brought in ten minutes ago," he butt in.

"Ohhh, he is a handsome one isn't he?" She winked at Angel who lit up. "How about we make a compromise."

Andy let out a groan, "Not again, you're going to spoil her."

"Hush," she put up a hand to him, "How about he stays with Andy and I during the show that way we can get to know him better then, we'll decide if you can askhim out okay? Is that fair, you two?"

"You're the best!" Angel hugged her mother and took off running again.

"Fine," he sighed. "You're too lenient, you know. You could be getting him into a world of trouble."

"He's still so young… let him have some fun. He's worked hard."

Angel hurried back down the hall and threw open the dressing room door. Both teens jumped at the shock, Angel's jaw almost hit the floor at the sight before her. Collins was stood in the middle of the room shirtless, he was a sight to see. He was in great shape all of his muscles bulged just under his skin.

"Oh hey," he said sheepishly and quickly threw on the shirt.

"No don't be," she tried to lean on the door way but missed and almost fell. "Um, I was wondering if you wanted to sit with my mom and manager, If not it's ok. But it's a nice booth and I'll visit in between sets."

Collins thought of the nosebleed seat his friends bought him for his birthday. It was nice of them but he could not miss this opportunity.

"Sure, I'd love that."

"Alright well awesome I'll let them know." she turned to leave the room.

"Wait, Angel…. Why are you doing all of this?"

She smiled and blushed "I don't know, I wouldn't this for just anyone. Remember that."

"So I'm special?" He joked trying to be smooth.

Angel strutted back in the room and sat on the couch crossing her legs. "Yes, its there a problem."

" No, no I was just wasn't sure if you always hit on soaking wet boys who are waiting at your stage door?"

"No," she laughed. "But when they're as cute and cold as you how can I resist."

Collins heart started to beat faster, "oh, I'm cute, huh?"

"Y-yeah" She scooted over offering him a seat on the couch.

The teens sat talking and flirting for 2 hours until Andy came in.

"Knock, knock" he said opening the door. "Angel, you almost ready? What! You're not even dressed yet you're on in 15 minutes."

"Crap!" Angel jumped off the couch. "Boys out! I have to get ready. Andy, Collins will be joining you."

Collins quickly followed Andy out of the room. He was wearing a headset and barking orders into it.

"So, Collins is it?" he asked looking over a clip board. "Tell me about yourself."

"Um, I'm a senior in highschool, I play football,but my passion is in philosophy and computers."

"Mhmm," he looked Collins over. "Any friends?"

"Yea but they don't like sports they're all artists. One's a musician, and I have a friend who loves to film, I actually wouldn't be surprised if that camera was glued to his hand. Then there's Mimi she's a dancer, and Maureen she's my best friend, she loves to act and be the center of attention. She can be a real pain though."

"Ahhh, and this maureen is she your girlfriend?" he asked suspiciously.

"No, no, Mo's great but she's not my type and she has a girlfriend so I wouldn't exactly say I'm her type either."

"Oh, she's a lesbian?" Hr le collins out into the theater and pointed at a booth. "There's our seats."

"Wow," Collins smiled. "Um, but I wouldn't say Maureen is a complete lesbian, personally I think she's bisexual."

"Alright," he shrugged. "So you don't have a girlfriend."

"No. Actually I've never had a girlfriend. It's funny, I was actually really scared I was gay for a while there. But I saw Angel singing one day on MTV and I thought she was so amazing and beautiful, there was no way I was gay.." Collins rubbed the back of his neck embarrassed after sharing all that with basically a complete stranger. "Sounds dumb, huh?'

"No, no not at all," he stared at him in disbelief. "Hey Velma" Andy waved her over. "Come here, I want you to talk to Collins. You should tell her that story, I think she'll really like it."

"Um.. Sure?"Collins shrugged.

The three of them sat down and he told the story once again. Velma stared at him dumbfounded but happy. Soon after that the concert started, Collins loved every second of it the lights, the dancing, the music, her. It was perfect, but now that he knew her a little bit better it was a whole new experience. Soon the first est ended.

"Alright everybody, I'm going to take a quick break! You stay beautiful!" She waved and ran off stage.

"Come on," Andy said and got up.

"Bu-but she's gonna…."

"It's too crowded and she's gonna be too tired to run back here right now. So we'll go visit her."

"Okay, sounds great." He tried to contain his joy.

They walked backstage and saw Angel surrounded by stage hands they were fixing her makeup and costume, some held fans blowing on her. She spitted Collins and immediately dismissed the people.

"Hey, whatcha think!"

"You're amazing! Thank you so much for everything" he gushed.

"Are you having fun with the stiff?" she nudged her manager.

"Yes," Andy answered. "He's a very nice guy."

Collins was flattered not sure what to say.

"Well, I'm glad you think so," Angel answered for him.

"We'll talk about it more after the show. Drink more water you're back on in 2 minutes."He ordered going back to his manager mode.

Angel rolled her eyes and whispered to collins, "He's actually a really nice guy, he just tries to hard to be 'professional' and can be cold. You'll learn to like him."

Angel left and waited on the edge of the wing for her cue. Collins and Andy watched the rest of the show from the sides of the stage. Every once in awhile Collins would notice Angel looking at him out of the corner of her eye. He couldn't be happier, someone once told him never meet your heroes because they're never how you expect. Whoever told him that was dead fucking wrong because Angel is amazing and they're hitting it off. Talking, flirting, and Collins is crushing hard. Hopefully, Angel feels the same way about him.

To quickly the show ended. Angel held the last note and confetti shot out of the stage.

"Thank you guys so much for everything! Always remember 'no day but today'." She waved and walked off the stage leaving the crowd screaming for more.

"That was awesome! You were perfect," Collins spat out.

She pulled him into a tight hug "Aww thanks!"

Collins waited briefly before returning it, still slightly under the impression he was dreaming.

"Okay you two! Break it up" Andy clapped. "Angel get dressed we have much to talk about. Collins, do you mind going to grab Velma and bring her back."

"Of course not," he shook his head.

"Fine," Angel rolled her eyes good natured.

When Collins was out of earshot Andy leaned closer to her and whispered in her ear as they hurried to the dressing room.

"I talked to him…"

"AND!?" Angel beamed.

"He's gay."

"What?" She squealed.

"He's deep in the closet though, so deep he's in denial. He thinks you're some miracle girl who cured his gay. So if you really want to ask him out, fine by me, but if you guys actually start dating we are going to need some ground rules. And a contract." He told her in all seriousness.

"So I get to date him!" She asked as they entered the dressing room.

"Yes, now lets fix your hair." Andy shut and locked the door behind him, allowing Angel to take off her wig and reveal her short curly hair.

Angel began wiping off some of the sparkly stage makeup to showing his more masculine features. He looked in the mirror and let out a long sigh, he was tired of hiding and lying about "her brother."

"So when can I tell him about this?" He motioned to himself in the mirror.

"I don't know, he's going to be mad you know that, right?"

"Yea…"

"You can't tell him right away, If he squeals there goes your career. So please for my sake and your own, this is not first date conversation." Andy stressed.

"I won't, I promise! I just… Thank you!" he hugged him. "Now, I need to fix my make up and change so, If you could please, leave."

"Yes ma'am" He smiled and left Angel to his thoughts.

He's gay! And he's hot! I need to ask him out. Tonight!

He hurried to get ready and head back out there. With the make up done and the wig back on he was officially back to being the Angel everyone knew. She double checked herself in the mirror to make sure no one could see her real hair.

She walked out of the room and was immediately bombarded by fans. As much as she wanted to run off to see Collins, she couldn't ignore them, it was rude they paid a lot of money to be there. She said 'hi' to all of them, signed autographs, gave some side hugs, nothing like the one she gave Collins. The crowd was never ending, she silently cursed backstage passes. She looked over the swarm of girls to see if she could spot him. Fortunately, she did he was standing off to the side with her mom the two were laughing together and watching her. Angel gave a sigh of relief and felt like she could relax, she gladly went back to signing

Half an hour flew by before people started to leave and she was able to make her way back to Collins side.

"You waited," she said pleasantly surprised.

"Of course, after all this nice stuff you did for me I can't just leave that'd be so wrong. I wanted to see if you wanted to hang out some more…. Or at least say good bye." he admitted sheepishly.

"Um, I actually can't stay much longer but can I ask you something?" she asked starting to shake nervously.

"Sure" he said worried.

"Here, let's go" she led him back down the hall to her dressing room.

"Is everything ok? Did i do something wrong?" he started.

"What are you doing tomorrow?" she interrupted.

"Huh?"

"What. Are. You. Doing. Tomorrow."

"Tomorrow's Saturday? Nothing I guess, why?"

"Well, I'm going to this big charity event tomorrow night. Would you like to go with me? Or uh...well you be my date?" she asked staring into his eyes.

He didn't even hesitate, "With you? Of course I'd love to."

"Really?" she began tearing up.

He stepped closer putting his hands on her hips. "Angel, I'd love to be your date, don't cry."

"I'm sorry, I'm happy, I've never done this before."

"It's ok" he laughed. "What time? Where at?"

"4 o'clock come meet me at the hotel I'm staying at."

"Which is?"

"The plaza, and wear a suit."

"A suit, what for?" Collins realized he wasn't really listening to where she asked him to.

"We're going to a charity event, for cancer. It's a big fundraiser and everyone's going, lots of celebrities. So do you have a suit?"

"Yea, but it's ugly and I hate it so much."

"Well it's a red carpet event so you have to wear one, unless you'd rather not go? she backed away.

"No, No I want to!" he gently grabbed her hand.

"Okay," she smiled. "I'll see you tomorrow."

She started to open the door and step in, Collins knew not to follow.

"Okay, I'll be there." he said looking at the ground wanting to scream, dance, and run but instead stood still.

"Oh, Collins one more thing?" Angel smiled.

"What?" he double checked he had everything.

Angel stood on her tiptoes and kissed his cheek. She smiled embarrassed and giggled at the shock on Collins face.

"I'll see you tomorrow," She said and shut the door.

Collins felt like he was going to explode, he had never been this happy in his life. He wanted to treasure this moment, he wanted to throw open that door and give Angel a proper kiss. But instead Charles came to show the other fans out and talked to collins as he showed him the way.

"So uh, Angel asked me to be her date to that even tomorrow." Collins tried to make small talk.

"I guess I'll see you there then."

"Good. Hey can I ask you a question?"

"Ask away" he smiled.

"Well, why, why are you always Angel's security guard?"

"Well, she doesn't trust those hacks they assign you at the venue. It makes her feel safer, and i've been working for her since the start."

"Wow, yea she likes her privacy" Collins nodded.

Charles laughed, "Ya as much as she can get, with the paparazzi always in her face making up rumors, I can understand."

"Ya…" Collins remembered all the things he heard. "Remember that old rumor she had where people were saying she was a guy."

"Yea, It tore her up inside."

"I can imagine," he sighed picturing Angel crying.

Charles opened the door for him, "Well anyway, I'll see you tomorrow."

"Bye" Collins stood there and waited for the door to shut,

When it finally did he took off running he was so happy. The woman of his dreams kissed him and they were going on a date. He couldn't wait, he had to tell his friends.

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