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You'll Always Be My Hero

Chapter 2:

21 under.

Booming Music.

Long lines of people waiting outside.

Guy's Night Out.

Typical.

Any other normal guy would have his mind occupied by the thoughts of hooking up, drinking, or just have a wild night. No pun intended.

Except for the fact that Christopher Wilde isn't normal.

He has girls and some guys throwing themselves at his feet, sold out arenas, paparazzi stalking his every move.

Christopher Wilde is one of the big- scratch that he is the most famous star at the moment. Go anywhere and you'll find that everyone knew who he is.

Even other celebrities would be thinking the same lines but not Christopher. He was too busy thinking about someone.

Her sweet smile.

Wavy brown hair.

Unwavering Sarcasm.

Eyes like hot molted chocolate.

Perfection.

He couldn't get her out of his mind, for she was after all his sweet, innocent, little sunshine.

"Ready to party man" His friend Stubby asked, bringing him back into reality.

"Y-yeah absolutely" Christopher said back, but not without a little edge. Please Lord God don't make Stubby notice this, Please, Plea- Chris thought.

"Hey man, What's wrong?" Stubby asked him concern oozing his voice.

Great. Chris thought.

"N-nothing" Chris stuttered out.

"Come on man just tell me" Stubby said to his friend, while poking him .

"Stop it!" Chris said, raising his hands to block it.

"Not if you won't tell me." Stubby said, poking him more harder.

"Fine!" Christopher gave up.

He sighed and pinched the bridge of his nose."Its because lately all I could think about is Jessica and I really feel bad for not contacting her once" He said in all one breathe

His best friend looked at him grinning like a Cheshire Cat . "I knew you still like Jessica"

Christopher's eyes widen. "W-what makes you t-think that." He laughed nervously.

"Oh don't deny it Chris. Everyone one knew you liked each other" Stubby stated, while getting out of the car.

"No, we don't like each other like that. We're just Best friends." Chris denied, stressing out the words 'best friends'

Stubby didn't pay attention to that and said "Whatever makes you sleep at night, Chris" while giving him a very cheeky grin. While Chris gave him a menacing glare which Stubby ignored.

"You know out of all your cars, Angelina's my favorite." Stubby said, changing the subject. In which Chris was grateful for.

"Angelina?" Chris asked curiously raising his eyebrow.

"Yeah, hey look at her" Stubby pointed at the car. "Does that new valet look shifty to you?"

Chris shook his head."No, not really".

"Looks shifty to me" Stubby stated.

"Come on Stub." Christopher brought his his arm around his best friend's shoulder, while acknowledging a bunch of girls. "Let's find you a real girl"

"It is a real girl." Stubby protested while looking past Chris." ."

Chris looked at what his friend was looking at. His eyes widen like saucers.

"Look who it is." Stubby clapped ironically."Christopher Wilde's girlfriend. The oh so fabulous, Alexis Bender"

Alexis Bender.

Is the so-called girlfriend of the famous rock star, Christopher Wilde. She's your typical blonde hair, blue eyed actress, who absolutely loves the spotlight. You may think she's a very angelic, giving, and sweet girl. But have you ever noticed that she was famous for acting.

Yes. Alexis Bender is one of those celebrities who are pretty much stuck up and fake. Hollywood kinda is the most well- known place in brainwashing people. Only a few could survive this epileptic environment.

But little did anyone knew what was hidden after all those whines and comments, there's a heart that yearns for love.

Alexis came forward them and kissed Chris on the cheek with the loud sounding of "MWAH". That gives both Stubby and him shivers down their spines.

"Hi Sweetie" Alexis greeted her fake boyfriend."Stubby" she added indifferently.

"Eeh"Stubby replied.

"You look beautiful tonight." Chris said with fake sincerity in his voice while touching his pseudo girlfriend's chin.

Rule no. 5: You must show PDA around others and compliment each other with every chance you get. He could hear their managers voices in his head. Or in his case his parents. (long story)

"I know!" Alexis said with glee. Finally, he noticed. She thought to herself."Wait till you see what I'm wearing tomorrow"

"Tomorrow?" He dumbly asked. I know that we didn't planned anything to do tomorrow. He thought to himself.

Alexis looked at his expression shocked. She could feel her one of her heartstrings break, but she hid it.

"Tomorrow. My Birthday" Alexis reminded him. At that moment Chris mouth formed into an 'O' that he looked like a gaping fish.

"Baby, you promised you were gonna sing." Alexis whined, so she could hide the hurt in her voice. She quickly blinked back the tears that threatened to spill.

"Right" Chris said unsure. "Hey. I'll be there." He touched her chin. "Absolutely"

Alexis squealed."Okay" Was all she said before walking in the club but went back up again outside looking very worried.

"Yeah,you're here." Stubby muttered but Chris and Alexis heard him. Chris looked at him with his shut-up look while Alexis gave him one of her famous death glares.

Alexis turned to Chris and asked "Where's the paparazzi?"

Chris and Stubby looked at her wide eyed. "Oh you DID NOT blog again did you?" Stubby said incredulously, disbelief clear in his voice. While Alexis merely shrugged in response, still looking around for any sight of people with cameras or mysterious black vans.

In a minute two black vans drove up to the club with people with cameras excited them quickly to surround the couple.

Alexis immediately drew Chris closer to her, to pose for the cameras. But the paparazzi were already invading their personal space, which drove him mad.

"Alright, back up, back up. Whoa whoa whoa! Back up! Back up!" Chris said pushing away the paparazzi but they wouldn't budge.

I should expect some news about me tomorrow now. Chris thought. I wonder what life would be like if I was normal and with my Sunshine again.

She loves him.

He loves her.

Everyone knows.

Except them.