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Rock Star

Chapter 3

Ste huffed in the back of the taxi as Sinead looked on with side glances wondering whether she should even ask. Ste looked fit to burst, something had happened to make him get this riled. Ste kept looking out of the back of the taxi as if he wanted to see something, and every time he didn't he huffed more leaving Sinead to lose it finally. Turning her body to Ste's sharply she took in a deep breath.

"Right! Ste I know you are upset, but he's obviously one of those stuck up celebs who doesn't give a damn about his fans."Sinead rested her hand gently on Ste knee and her face softened.

"I'm sorry babe, I know you like him, but maybe now you can move on from this, live in the real world?"

Ste sighed and looked up at Sinead, he hated that look, she felt sorry for him, made him feel so stupid and he was in all honesty, how could he have asked Brendan to kiss him, and expect him to? Stupid. He didn't imagine the fact he'd stood so close they practically pressed their full bodies together though, Ste swore he wanted him just as much, didn't he? And he called him beautiful; you don't say that about someone for a laugh. Ste rubbed at his face with his palms and cried out loud in frustration looking again at Sinead he bit his bottom lip.

"We nearly kissed..."

"YOU DID WHATNOW?!" Sinead's eyes widened like she'd just heard thee juiciest gossip since, like ever."Tell me EVERYTHING!"

"Nothing happened, I met him, and we talked. He practically backed me up to a tree and moved in so close I felt his breath on my lips and..."

"And..?!" Sinead moved closer to Ste with anticipation brewing in her stomach.

"I asked him to kiss me, he said no, end of. He wanted to though, I know he did" Ste looked at Sinead and her wide open mouth and chuckled a little then sighed.

"Oh my god Ste you can't ask a famous person for a kiss, and autograph and hug at most but..."

"I know you see this as a fan crush but it's real to me! He thinks the same as you obviously. Any way it's over with, I am putting him out of my mind" Ste leaned against the taxi window and watched the street lights wiz past, he kept thinking of Brendan and how close together they'd got, made his heart flutter.

Sinead looked at unhappy Ste was and it made her angry. Who the hell did Brendan think he was to treat her mate like that? Sinead looked through the many tweets about the gig and how amazing and wonderful the band and Brendan had been tonight. She DM'd Brendan's Twitter and told him to leave her mate the hell alone.


Warren found Brendan sat under the tree outside when he went looking for him, Simon and Dennis had quickly caught up too. Simon spoke with the others and asked to give them some space to talk, gesturing for them to get on the bus and wait.

"Hey...well this night was eventful to say the least!" Simon sniggered as Brendan lifted his head and looked at him with a slight smirk and nodded.

"Come on Brendan, it's not all that bad, he's a fan right? Just infatuation, he was too scrawny and who gives a shit about that? You had a lucky escape mate" Simon suddenly felt himself shoved hard on the shoulder as he looked back in shock

"Don't ye talk about him like that, his name is Steven and yeah he's a fan, and my fucking loss!" Brendan held the top of his nose and shook his head." This is just stupid, let's get out of here"

Simon folded his arms across his chest and looked at Brendan with surprise
"It's true then, you do like Ste"

"Steven, and no I don't, come on let's go"

"Find him, and do something about it"

"Ye know I can't. Fan's they complicate things ye know, they run to the papers and screw up your life for some money"

"Jesus Brendan it happened, ALMOST happened, once, one time and now you are forever haunted by it, and assume they all are the same!" Simon moved around Brendan and gestured his hands up around him. Then stopped in front of him resting a hand on his chest. "You are being too judgemental, find him and sort it out"

"One time, but I liked him ye know? He screwed me over for a newspaper scoop, I vowed then never to let anyone know about my private life. I nearly screwed up tonight but he's gone now, I saw him leave in a taxi."

"You met Ste? What happened?"

"He asked me to kiss him, and I really wanted too...so bad...but I couldn't so he left, called me a coward and just walked away." Brendan looked at the ground as he spoke miles away with his thoughts. He blinked back into reality when the tour bus horn blasted out. They decided to get on it and go to their hotel for the night.

"So what's the gossip then guy's?!" Dennis bounds up to them cheerfully, but they're not in the mood. Simon places a firm hand to Dennis' shoulder and shakes his head as Brendan goes to sit at the back of the bus alone. The band all sat together and looked on at him frustrated.

"Why does he continue to do this to himself?" Warren shakes his head grabbing a drink in his hand.

"What Vinnie did affected him, you know he was a fan and they met had a relationship and Vinnie tried to go to the papers, Cheryl had to pay him off, and it destroyed his trust in guys" Simon stroked over his face and looked up at the others.

"Look, I know I ain't his biggest fan, excuse the pun, but even I don't want to see him so miserable, can we not do something?" Dennis asked shrugging his shoulders.

"I got his mates number, maybe I could call her and get her to help?" Simon suggested to the others.

"He wont fall for this, too bloody stubborn. We need to make him see what he's missing...what about a jealousy situation? He'd go nuts seeing this Ste with someone else I bet?" The band all stretched out from their seats together and looked over at Brendan who was sat back heavy in his chair legs up and eyes closed. They leaned back close together and tried to work out a plan. All the while Brendan couldn't help picturing Ste and how close he'd been stood to him, so close he almost touched those sweet soft pink lips with his own. He felt a twinge in his groin and quickly opened his eyes and threw his legs down.

Brendan grabs his phone and scrolls through his tweets. He notices some DM's in his inbox so looked over them, most were friendly a couple weren't and one was from a woman telling him to back the hell off her mate. He looked at the photo and instantly recognised her as Ste's friend from earlier. That was it then, his thoughts answered, he needed to forget Ste. Then he looked on the girls profile, and there he was in almost every picture, he found one of Ste by himself and thumbed over the picture, and thought one word to himself, 'beautiful'.

"He tweeted you earlier" Brendan jumps and his thumb presses hard at the screen, he looks at the tweet and realises he just pressed favourite on it by mistake.

"Warren! Are ye crazy, you know the press watches and reads over everything on these sites what if they see that?" Brendan stands up in a panic as Warren pushes him back down hard on his seat.

"Who cares? Seriously, all you did is favourite a tweet, millions of people do Brendan, and it's a good photo" Warren grabs Brendan's phone and starts typing on the screen.

"What are ye doing!" Brendan tries to grab his phone back from his hands but Warren stands up and holds the phone turning his back to Brendan.

"I'm putting 'beautiful' on it. There done" Warren throws the phone back at Brendan who's face is a picture all of it's own now.

"Why would ye do that to me, the press will have a field day!" Brendan pushes Warren hard into the chair opposite him and seethes. Dennis and Simon are quick on their feet to diffuse the situation. The tour bus pulls up at the very posh hotel their booked into and Brendan huffs off it and into reception. Some of the fans are their outside, and normally Brendan would always stand and spend time with them, on this occasion he just wants to get to his room. Cheryl is waiting in reception for him as he walks up to her quickly.

"I need your help again, Warren just sent a tweet that if the press get wind of, it'll cause problems"

"Problems? Who for? Ye? I love ye Bren, so much, but sometimes you and your ego needs to get over it" Cheryl signs some paperwork and gives Brendan his card key for his room giving him a stern look he huffs and goes to the elevator.


Ste and Sinead are almost back at their flat when Sinead's phone beeps at her with a notification for Twitter. She sighs and looks at her phone, before blinking widening her mouth and sitting forward so fast her seat belt jams causing a nasty pain through her chest. Sinead winces as Ste looks on at her in shock.

"What's up? You look fit to burst!" He places his hand on her forearm as she gestures her phone to him.

"Babe, look..." Sinead nods in agreement as he gestures her phone and takes it. Ste reads it, once, twice a third time before gasping and looking back at Sinead.

"Why is he doing this, is he playing some sort of game? Famous man taunts fan? Right, that's it, where is the band staying?" Ste looks at Sinead as she shrugs

"How can I know that? I aint bloody physic Ste!"

"Shit, he's taunting me! Beautiful. What's that about?!" The taxi pulls up outside the flat they pay the driver and stand outside for a moment. Ste can't keep his eyes off the screen,it's torture to him. They go into the flat and it's really late now so Ste just says his good nights to Sinead and gets into bed. His mind has only one thing on it, Brendan. He thinks to himself if he is thinking about him too, he then knows he is just kidding himself and eventually falls asleep.


Brendan wakes up moaning holding onto his head, he drank a lot last night in his room, feeling sorry for himself. luckily he didn't go all rock and roll and smash the room up though. He switches on the radio to see if there's any news on him and the stupid tweet Warren sent but there isn't. The press may monitor social networks but sometimes things slip through the net, especially when you have a manager as your sister. Cheryl had deleted the tweet, in the hope the girl doesn't take it any further, and she's right, Sinead has nothing else in mind besides the thoughts and feelings of her best friend. She'd never betray Ste for a newspaper scoop.

Brendan is dressed and had his breakfast when Cheryl knocks at his door bright and answers the door and they sit down on the sofa together, Brendan looks at her apologetically as she scrolls through the bands up coming schedule.

"I'm sorry Chez, for last night, I was an idiot."

"Yep ye was, but as your manager I am their to cover up the mistakes, as your sister I am there to tell ye to stop all this stupidity."

"What do ye mean? It was Warren!"

"He did it for ye, try thanking him next time. Any way, you have a revised plan today, ye will be going to The Loft in Hollyoaks, and they are presenting the cheque from lasts nights gig. Now as it's a small club I have drafted in extra security for it, also the support band have asked to come along..."

"NO,I don't want him, them there, Can ye just have it us?" Brendan glanced down over his coffee and took a long drink glancing at Chez.

"Ye still doin' him then?I thought you'd be bored by now Bren"

"WHAT... ye know? And it's nothing, just fun." Brendan spluttered out his coffee over the floor in shock.

"I'm your manager I make it my business to know these things!" Chez looks down over her glasses at Brendan. "I like Ste..." Cheryl adds before looking coy at her paperwork.

"Christ, not ye as well" Brendan gets up and walks over to the window "He's a...

"Fan? No he isn't, told us all last night he's finished with ye, the band everything. What happened in your dressing room?"

"He saw me with, and he was...I dunno we were having fun and they walked in. Steven saw and ran off"

"Hmm, any way, you don't ever have to worry about seeing Ste again, ye ruined that good and proper, be ready for another radio interview at ChesterRadioGaGa later on, they will promote The Loft appearance" Chez stood up and closed her file leaving Brendan to curse another radio interview.


Warren Dennis and Simon are having their breakfast with a group of fan's that have managed to get in to the hotel breakfast area, they don't mind meeting their fan's at all and they even share their huge breakfast with them. As Brendan wanders over the girls squeal a little and walk over to him. Brendan smiles, signs autographs and has photos taken with them.

They squeal again pointing behind Brendan as he turn's the support band is stood in the doorway. They're three piece group that are up and coming in the music industry. Brendan shuffles his feet and feels awkward suddenly and Warren gets it, grabbing hold of his arm he looks back at the group and moves Brendan to sit away from everyone else.

"Yeah cos that didn't look suspicious, and you have a go at me for a random tweet!" Warren sighs loudly gesturing over to the support group.

"Oh shut up will ye, told ye it was just some uncomplicated fun"

"Uncomplicated? Seriously? That's so complicated it's frightening. You ever considered he'd blow your secret? I don't trust him, Brendan." Warren places a hand on his shoulder "And I'm sorry about yesterday, just I want, WE want you to be happy, and you never expressed something like that about any one before"

"So I found a guy attractive, so what? Ye find lots of women attractive, including my sister!"

"That's just flirting, she's got someone else looking after her, and it's not me" Warren shrugs and walks back to Dennis and Simon leaving Brendan confused.


Ste is cooking in his kitchen happily throwing his knife down at the long carrots and chopping away to his hearts content. The radio is on as the DJ is blabbing on about last night's big concert, and Ste seethes and chops extra hard at another carrot. The DJ then blah's on about how the charity concert had collected a huge amount tor the children's charity it was for, and that the band would be making an appearance at the show later that afternoon and then at The Loft.

Ste stopped chopping and looked at the radio as though it was a wonderful work of art. Then he glanced back at the chopping board chopping slower and long after the announcement Sinead's running in all breathless leaning over her knees in the kitchen trying to catch her breath, and Ste already knows why she's there. He just carries on preparing the orders for the customers and working his way around the kitchen surfaces like a pro till she eventually speaks up.

"He's coming to the club!" Sinead swallows the lump in her throat and waits eagerly.

"Oh? Who is coming?" Ste yawns loudly

"Brendan! The band is making an appearance to present the cheque, so I thought..."

"Thought what? That I'd be interested? Nah, my obsession with the fame hungry Brendan is finished, real world remember?" Ste slams the knife tip down hard onto the chopping board making it stick into the wood. It wobbles precariously; he gathers up the carrots and throws them into a pot placing it on the stove.

"Don't believe you, just cos he blew you out, Ste he acknowledged you on Twitter, that's huge" Sinead starts to gather her breath properly.

"Don't care, I'm not putting myself through it and how would we get tickets now anyway?" Grabbing the knife he has to pull stiffly to remove it from the chopping board, he bobs up the knife and board like a yo yo until it finally prises itself from the wood.

"Ste, I got us a free pass each, I work there, and I asked I'm the chief waitress for them"

Ste stops chopping again and places his knife down slowly on the counter and closed his eyes."You serious? We can meet them?"

"Yes, look I have a plan, there's an office in the club, it has a lock, and you two could get locked in by accident for 10...

"2O minutes!" Ste interrupted and smiled."Sinead I wouldsnog you if you weren't a girl! "

"HA HA, I knew it! Give us a hug! Oh god, just don't screw it up OK?!" They hugged and squealed jumping around in the kitchen as Sinead rushed off back to the club to plan everything out. Ste's heart rate heightened as he could barely breathe, last nights events had just been a little hiccup, if they were locked up together who knows what might happen, he grinned and carried on chopping.


Sinead rushes out of the restaurant and smiles to herself, she takes out her phone and calls back the new number that called her earlier and speaks to the man on the other end in a really giddy voice, she can't help feeling week at the knees so she sits down at the fountain.

"It's done, he'll be there, look I hope I can trust you, I love Ste and if he gets hurt I'll...Yes OK, no I don't want free tickets, god just make sure Brendan turns up!"

Sinead ends the call and places her phone to her smiling lips and then glances at the restaurant and rushes back to the club.


"We can't go to The Loft" Simon holds Cheryl close up to his body pulling her in tightly.

He kisses her down her neck and whispers something into her ear which makes her squirm and giggle before pushing him away.

"Simon,someone could walk in!Stop it"

"Warren and Dennis know! Stop fretting, OK?"

"Bren doesn't, who knows how he'd bloody react, him and his stubbornness, and anyway, why can't you come to the appearance? It's for charity!" Cheryl pulls herself free from Simon's arms and sits back down on a chair in his hotel room.

"OK, we are trying to get Brendan and that Ste together; I know what you are thinking! It's one idea of a few we have yeah?"

"God, he's gonna go mad, we need to stop interfering" Cheryl warns as Simon kneels down in front of her.

"Chez, you can sort this, make it happen, I have someone who works at the club, she's going to lock them in an office together!"

"This is crazy, it's not going to work!"


The presentation at the club goes well for Brendan as he meets and greets with the charity aids and has photos taken presenting the cheque over. There is a lot of press there and it worries Cheryl because of the half baked plan the band have come up with for Brendan, if the press get wind of it, it will be a disaster.

Cheryl seeks out Sinead as Brendan is busy signing fan's autographs, they have been allowed a signing while there and Brendan always insists on meeting and greeting with his fan's when he can. They have him sat at a table and at either side of him is a bodyguard. They are giving him things to sign.

Brendan smiles having photos taken and is waiting for the next person to come over when he looks up it's someone he wasn't expecting to ever see again. Brendan glances at Ste's blue eyes momentarily before moving his eyes slowly down the unbuttoned black shirt he is wearing; Ste puts his hands on his hips opening the shirt so Brendan can trail his eyes over his erect nipples, abs, stomach and belly button. He licks his lips as he sees the beads of sweat glistening over Ste's golden skin.

Brendan wants nothing more than to lean over the table and lick a line from his stomach up to the arch of his neck in one smooth wet movement. He glances back up to Ste's face and tilts his head at him, Ste licks his lips and swallows when he knows Brendan is watching his mouth and neck.
Ste smirks and places his hands on the table keeping eye contact with Brendan and moves down so they're eye height. Brendan 's heart beat increases as he waits watching Ste's lips move.

"Do it"

"What?" Brendan quickly sits up again and looks at the bodyguards next to him, they aren't looking though, he's just paranoid.

"You know what" Ste asks standing back straight up, he takes two fingers and runs them down his perspiring chest.

"Tell me" Brendan really wishes he hadn't asked but fuck Ste looks so hot, he figgets with his collar

"Autograph please, here" Ste opens up his shirt and points to the middle of his chest smirking at Brendan.

Brendan gets it though, and he's never refused to sign an autograph for any of his fan's, he mostly does girls cleavage so only signs his initials, but this time Brendan signs his every name when he trails the pen over Ste's taught body. Ste keeps eye contact with Brendan looking at him through his lashes as Brendan towers close to him signing his name. Takes his time and strokes the very tips of his fingers at his skin rubbing over his hardening nipples and Ste closes his eyes briefly.

"There" Brendan smiles and sits back at his table. Ste looks down at his chest and smirks.

"What, no kiss? Shame that is" Ste turns and leaves as Brendan watches his fit arse walk away, he chuckles to himself placing the pen in his mouth rolling it around his tongue.


Ste rushes outside and to the side of the club fingering over the ink on his body, he closes his eyes and imagines the tips of Brendan's fingers again. He then uses his special pass to gain entrance to the higher level of the club and walks into Sinead and Cheryl at the bar. He looks at them sheepishly and knows something is wrong. They all walk into the office and close the door too slightly.

"Cheryl says no to our plan, says it's too risky for Brendan with the press around" Sinead looks at Ste apologetically.

"Doesn't matter, I won't do that to him, besides I met him again anyway, he signed an autograph for me" Ste grins wide as he opens his shirt, and they gasp

"Is that his..."

"Number, that's our Bren's number, how did ye get him to give you that?" Cheryl looks at him in shock.

"I showed him some of my best assets and I think he approved" Ste grins

"I more than approved actually Steven...however now I see ye all have just been plotting against me, I guess my first thoughts were the right ones." Brendan stands in the open door of the office with his bodyguards close by he looks over at Cheryl

"Come on sis, let's go yeah?" Brendan gestures to the door to Cheryl and she walks up to him angry.

"Oh no ye don't, that's your number on his chest get in here!" Cheryl grabs Brendan's arm and yanks him down as he stumbles on the sofa. Cheryl then tells Sinead to leave with her.

"Sort this out Brendan or god help me, I will kick your arse" Cheryl slams the door shut as they hear the key lock.


"Nothing can happen Steven" Brendan sits forward on his elbows

"What makes you think I want it too?"

"It's obvious, I can tell ye like me, and I like ye too I think ye..."

"Beautiful, I know, I saw your tweet you know, before it was deleted." Ste walks around to where Brendan is sat on the sofa, standing where his legs are. Brendan's face is up close to Ste's stomach now and he can feel his body heat over his face, he breathes in his scent and closes his eyes.

"I understand this is dangerous for you Brendan, with who you are, so I will back off, all I ever wanted was to meet you, and I did, now you can go, go back to screwing the leech, hope he makes you happy." Ste begins to walk away but Brendan grabs the ends of his shirt and looks up at Ste and back at his stomach he wants so much to taste Ste's body,imagines how it would mould warm against the touch of his tongue.

"What are you thinking, you look like you want to devour something"

"I do...god...I can't." Brendan lets go and stands up till their bodies are close together, Brendan's breathing intensifies as he moves closer to Ste's lips they ghost touch when there's a knock at the door, it's Cheryl and they need to go quickly.

Brendan and Ste hover their lips close, breathing heavy; Ste moves his hand up to the back of Brendan's hair and grips it tight bringing his mouth purring in to his ear.

"Kiss me"

"I can't"

"I want your lips on me"

"Steven..."

Ste moves from Brendan's ear and looks into his eyes tilting his face they get so close,Ste feels Brendan's moustashe tickle his lips, but the door unlocks and Brendan quickly moves away opening the door, he glances back at a saddened Ste and leaves quickly with his sister.


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