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Rock Star

Chapter 4

Ste suddenly felt angry and clenched his fists by his side, he wasn't imagining this, Brendan felt something why else would he give him his number? He saw the office phone and dialled the number on his chest and waited until it started to ring.

Brendan was half way to getting in the car when his mobile rang, he looked at the number but didn't recognise it. He answered it anyway he settled in the back of the car and it jolted away from the club.

"You think you can treat me like this because of who you are?

"Steven I take it?" Brendan sighed deeply feeling the twang of guilt in his stomach. "I'm sorry, OK, I am just...an idiot?"

"You can say that again!"

"I'm just an idiot..."

"Yeah OK, whatever. Why did you give me your number Brendan if things can never happen between us?"

"I like ye Steven, but I don't know ye. I thought we could talk and get to know each other."

Cheryl is sat next to Brendan in the car wide eyed at Brendan hearing the conversation he's having. Brendan bats her face away in the air in front of her. Cheryl writes something on some paper and thrusts it into Brendan's sight. 'Ask him out dumb ass ' Brendan wafted his arms again mouthing 'stop it' Cheryl scrunched up her nose writing out various messages to Brendan like 'ye are a plonker' during his conversation with Ste.

"I'd like to see you again, if you refuse me, I'll take the hint,and won't contact you again Brendan, your choice"

"What's the rush Steven, Christ give me a break yeah?"

"...dialtone..."

"Fuck! He put the phone down on me!" Brendan's cried to Cheryl who just backhanded him.

"Ye dumb ass! He's a nice guy, give him a chance!"

Brendan tries to call the number back but no one answers and he now regrets his nasty retort.


Ste slammed down the receiver and opened the office door rushing out into another man. Ste looked at him like he knew who he was but couldn't put his finger on it. The man smiled at Steven and held out his hand to him.

"Hiya, Ste isn't it? I thought I recognised you from the other day." The man smiles at Ste and he manages a smile back despite how he feels inside.

"I do know you, don't I? But where from?" Ste studied over the man's face.

"Yeah, I am part of Brendan's support act, the other night at the arena? You may also remember me all over the man in his dressing room too" The man sniggered as Ste's face dropped.

"OH the leech? Yeah I recall you, well if you'll excuse me, I need to go throw up" Ste huffed past as the man grabbed hold of Ste's arm.

"Look, I know you like Brendan, why don't you let me help you? I can get you back stage to see him, access to the tour?" The man smirked watching Ste's mind whir in front of him.

"Really? You'd do that for me?" Ste looks at the man sheepishly "What's in it for you?"

"Look I like Brendan, he's a mate, and he likes you, problem is he has this thing where..."

"He wont date a fan, blah blah blah, tell you what that's wearing thin, he likes me but wont do anything about it" Ste groans and walks over to the bar where Sinead is, she looks at the man in shock pointing to him then Ste. Ste nods and rolls his eyes as the other man comes and settles down next to him.

"We could make him jealous though, all you'd have to do is pretend we are together in front of Brendan?"

Ste splutters his beer all over the bar and laughs out loud "As if! You ain't Brendan mate, sorry to disappoint"

The man takes offence and stands up quickly sighing "Fine! Good luck getting Brendan to back down then!" The man starts to walk away.

"Wait..."


Brendan is sat at the bar in the hotel drowning his sorrows and checking his phone on a constant loop,like staring at it will get it to ring. His fingers caress the glass over the top gently as he tries to work out how he got himself into this situation.
He's eventually joined by Dennis who places himself next to Brendan,it's a little awkward as they don't get on as well as the others,but he is a valued member of the band.

"I guess I'm the last person you wanna talk with" Dennis sighs pouring himself a glass of Whiskey and downing it in one practically choking half to death on it's power.

"Wowzer! How you drink that? It's lethal! My throat is gonna disintegrate!" Dennis coughs and splutters as Brendan looks on eyes wide smirking. First one he's mustered for hours and he appreciates that.

"Dennis,sit down and have some bloody pop,Christ it's not that bad" Brendan laughs and Dennis sniggers too settling down.

"Come on,I'm all ears" Dennis pats Brendan's back

"I can see that!" Brendan replies,looking back at Dennis and taking a swig before looking at the bar."I like him,Steven. And I am worried about letting him in,in case I get hurt"

"I know we ain't bessie's, but I don't like to see you like this,you're miserable"

"Thank ye" Brendan drawls as Dennis rolls his eyes.

"In this industry too many people out for what they can get,you obviously fancy each other,thought about just having fun together? Doesn't have to be anything else,and he make's you smile,doesn't he?" Dennis looked at Brendan shrugging his shoulders and getting up to leave. "Think about it,before it's too late"

Brendan looks at Dennis wide eyed,that was the first time they'd sat down and had a proper converse in years. He nodded in thanks as Dennis left downing his drink and leaving to his room.

Brendan sits in his hotel room and sighs; he stands up and paces around the room and huffs, sitting down on the edge of the bed. Turning the TV on he flicks through the channels and jumps on the bed and tries to get comfy. He can't, he's completely restless. He looks at his phone, Ste still hasn't called him back and it frustrates him. Brendan knows he needs to confront his fears, he just doesn't know how to trust since Vinnie. Brendan switches off the TV and settles back on the bed and closes his eyes, and pictures Ste.

He remembers how his body looked and smelled when he was close enough to taste him, he wished he had, he thinks he would taste amazing on his tongue. Brendan imagines what he'd like to do with his tongue on Ste's body, taking the tip of it and tickling over the stiffened nub of his nipple, and cupping his lips tight into a soft suck. His other hand fingering the other hardened nipple pinching it around in between his thumb and forefinger.

He'd make him hiss with pleasure he thinks as he smiles, Brendan felt a pang of electricity spark to his dick and he has to stroke it, imagine it's Ste's fingers when he pulls himself free of his tight leather trousers. Brendan masturbates hard into his clenched fist that night, spilling hard over himself and moaning out loud 'Steven'.


The next morning Brendan gets a call off Cheryl telling him to meet them all downstairs, they're leaving Chester and doing a gig in Liverpool. Brendan is still saddened Ste still hasn't contacted him and decides to try and put him out of his mind. Easier said than done, but he'll try. The rest of the band are downstairs waiting for him when he gets there, and the support act, well except one of their members is missing.

Warren walks over to Brendan and ushers him away to one side to speak in private.
"He didn't come back to the hotel last night" Warren raises his eyebrows at Brendan "He wasn't with you was he?"

"No of course he wasn't, I told ye, just some fun, besides I doubt I'll go there again anyway" Brendan admits

"OH, and why is that? Found someone else you want more?" Warren smirks

"Maybe, but I think I've blown it. Im not just gonna shag him and thats it,I kinda like him more than that,ye know?I need to explain about my fears though,but he won't call me!" Brendan sighs.

"I can help you with that leave it with me yeah?" Warren winks patting Brendan on the back. They all leave and get onto the tour bus.

Warren walks up to Simon and asks him to contact Sinead again, see if she will try and convince Ste to contact Brendan again. Simon agrees and then they all gather together to practice through some of their songs for tonight. Dennis plays his guitar with Simon and Warren gets behind his drum kit as Brendan belts out one of their songs, hitting every note right. They go through a few songs from their planned set for tonight as the music throbs through the bus; it speeds up the motorway to Liverpool.

They arrive at the arena in Liverpool and outside is a sea of fans, they bang on the side of the bus as it crawls at a snails pace through them, as the driver desperately tries not to hurt them. The band opens the windows and wave out to them asking if they'll please stand back and thanking them for their continued support. The crowd cheers loudly back at them expressing love for them and their individual band member,some faint under the overwhelming feeling of seeing them,there are paramedics on site in case as they rush to help.

"Never ceases to surprise me, the loyalty." Dennis smiles and waves to a group of girls asking to get into his pants "It's amazing"

"Yeah I know" Simon agrees walking over to Dennis' window and the crowd roars louder. "We have the greatest fans" He looks over to Brendan "They'd never want to hurt us"

Warren smiles and looks at Brendan "Or go to the papers and spread lies"

Dennis looks puzzled but joins in anyway "Fan's are cool" he adds as the others pull faces at him. Brendan shakes his head and wanders over to the windows and the crowd laps up his presence.

"I get it lads, OK Ste is one of the good guys" Brendan finally admits defeated,shuffling his feet.

Simon claps his hand in the air with Warren and Dennis "Yes! I win! Cough it up boys!"

"Oh that's LOW Simon, even for ye" Brendan shakes his head in disgust as the tour bus finally gets through the crowd.


Brendan goes to his dressing room as a man is sat sprawled over his sofa, skin tight t shirt and ripped light blue jeans, he looks comfortable as Brendan walks over angry and yanks him off by his feet.

"Hey! That's not a nice way to greet me is it Brendan" The man pushes himself up of the floor and places himself up close to Brendan, but he's not entertaining him.

"Get out of my dressing room, I told ye not to come in here"

"Aw you wasn't saying that when i was putting my mouth on you other day, you loved it then, me being in here with you, until we were...interrupted." The man smoothes his hands over Brendan's chest and his hands wander onto his groin, he pushes friction there as Brendan pushes him away.

"Get the hell off me, ye were just a distraction, I'm calling time on this, ye come near me again,and you're off the tour" Brendan seethes into the man's face as he smirks and walks away before looking back

"You wouldn't dare, I can ruin you blow your secret. You are to much of a coward, Ste found that out too. I helped him too forget though, last night" The man winks as Brendan's face lowers in shock.
"He wouldn't be so desperate, you're lying"

"Yeah? I don't recall you ever complaining. And why is he coming here tonight at my invitation huh? Get over yourself Brendan, Ste's with me now" The man leaves slamming the door behind him as Brendan throws his arm over the side counter throwing everything crashing off it and smashing on the floor.


Sinead and Ste are sat in the back of the taxi and on their way to the bands concert tonight. Ste has told her all about his new plan to get the man he so clearly loves into his arms and Sinead is gob smacked at hearing about it. They spend a lot of the journey in an awkward silence and it's only when her phone rings and she looks flustered side glancing at Ste does he suddenly become interested in speaking to her again.

"Um, I don't think he wants to speak to him though...things have erm, Oh god...changed considerably!" Sinead rubs at her forehead and shaking her head side to side she glances her eyes up to the taxi roof and sighs. "Fine! I will ask him ok,just don't expect the result you want" Sinead puts down her phone and glances sheepishly toward Ste who has turned his body to face her. Ste widens his eyes at her waiting.

"What?" Sinead plays with her hair through her fingers.

"Who was that on the phone?"

"No one..."

"Out with it missus!" Ste points at her with a wagging finger.

"Brendan wants you to call him" Sinead grits her teeth and looks everywhere except at Ste

"You spoke to him? And No,lets just get to the concert"

"Ste! This jealousy plan won't work, how could it, you barely know each other! Look this band member, I don't trust him". Sinead tries to explain but is interrupted by Ste's phone.

Ste gets a text telling him to show his backstage pass to the door and he will gain entry. Sinead is still nervous and only agrees for Ste's sake.


Ste and Sinead are taken through the back of the arena as VIP's and are ushered to a waiting room until the show starts. The room is plastered in pictures in posters of Brendan and the band and they all look amazing, Brendan stands at the front arms tight across his chest and legs apart wearing his trademark tight leathers. Ste drools seeing him, he looks so gorgeous it takes his breath away. Simon and Dennis are stood either side of Brendan with their guitars and Warren is leaning folded arms on his drum kit, it's a sexy poster and even Sinead has to get a look in at the eye candy.

The door swings open as the man from the band walks in and smiles at them both he stretches a hand out to Sinead and nods kissing her hand and telling her she's beautiful. Ste gags, as to be honest every time he looks at him he thinks how he's been on Brendan in ways he'd kill to be, makes him sick to the stomach. The man looks up smirking at Ste, he walks over and places his hand around his waist getting a little to close for comfort and Ste tries to back off but the wall is behind him, the poster creases against the back of his head as the man rounds up on him and looks up longing at the picture.

"Hmm, he looks so good on this huh? He tastes even better, I should know I've been between those thighs" The man feels Ste squirm with disgust but revels in it placing his mouth to Ste's ear and whispering.

"He's so big, fills you right up, makes you beg for more" Ste's had enough and goes to move but then he sees him over the man's shoulder. Brendan is stood in the doorway and watching them, face unreadable. Ste is gutted because this looks bad, and in that moment he instantly regrets going along with the jealousy idea.

"No, Brendan!" Ste watches him turn on his heals and walks off Ste pushes the man away and runs to the door but Brendan has disappeared. Ste walks over to him and pushes him back against the wall seething at him.

"You set me up, you wanted him to yourself didn't you?" Ste shouts gripping his fingers into his t shirt.

"Everything was peachy till he saw you, like I'm gonna give him up, he's my ticket to bigger things!"He cries grabbing Ste back in anger.

"So you don't even want him, like him even?" Sinead walks up and removes his hand from Ste's chest. "Get your fucking hands off him, who the hell are you anyway?"

The man walks off towards the door, and turns around smiling "Names Kevin, pleased to meet you, stay for the show, you've back stage access." He laughs then and nods to the ground before looking at Ste "Use it to watch Brendan for the last time, and don't let the doors boot you on the ass as you leave" Kevin salutes with two fingers to his temple and leaves.

Ste covers his face with both hands and slides down the wall taking the poster with him it rips in half and settles on the floor next to him. Ste picks it up and looks at Brendan as his heart hurts like he's never felt before. Sinead gives him a huge hug and kisses him on his hair.

"Babe, I'm sorry. Look we can try find Bren.."

"No, I've done enough; I've proven to him I'm just a shitty fan with no morals. Why did I listen to Kevin?"

"Ste, because you like Brendan, yeah? So you'd do anything to be near him, I get it now, I'm sorry" Sinead pulls Ste up as music begins to boom out in the arena. "Come on, lets go watch, lets put an end to it yeah?"

"I guess, where is the stage entrance?" Ste asks wiping the tears away.

"Let's have fun finding out?" They both hug and make their way out of the waiting room and every time they see staff or security they flash their VIP badges and get let through, they feel pretty giddy with it all.


Brendan barges into Simon's dressing room and scares the hell out of him as he falls off his chair and his guitar falls on the floor in tune. Brendan is pacing up and down microphone held so tight in his hands his knuckles are whitening with it. Simon looks on with scrunched up eye brows getting up to his feet quickly he places a hand on his shoulder to stop his movements. Brendan sighs and closes his eyes and looking to the celling.

"OK, we are on stage soon, what the hell has happened?" Simon frowns picking up his guitar and inspecting it with a quick strum with his pick.

"Kevin, that little twat had his hands all over him" Brendan's hands clench tighter

"Him who? And Kevin? Who the hell is Kevin?" Simon looks on confused

"Support act Kevin, band member? We've been...ye know, stupid"

"Hang on, you and Kevin? Of course, it's obvious; he follows you round like a love sick puppy!" Simon gestures his hands in the air in disbelief. "Wait, so you saw him with another man and got jealous? You like Kevin then? Christ, a day for revelations then"

"NO,I ain't interested in Kevin, it's Steven, he's been with Kevin, I saw them close earlier and it just...I dunno" Brendan sighs heavy as the rest of the band come knocking letting themselves in. Dennis beams and nudges Brendan with his guitar as Warren bangs on the surfaces with his drum sticks. They decide to leave it and kick the shit out of the concert on stage, that's where Brendan can be himself and not have a care in the world.

They make their way to the stage high on adrenaline and share a group hug, they do that before they go on live each time, and they never told anyone, no magazines or interviewer had access to that information. They don't notice Ste and Sinead hidden out of sight watching them supporting each other before going on. They both look at each other and smile, before walking out to get a better view of them on stage.

It's very different being there and watching from behind stage to when you're out in the arena. Ste watches all of them in awe as they play through their songs, and it seems even louder, as he feels his bones vibrate to the music, and heart beat in time with Warren's strike of the drums.

Ste focuses on Brendan mostly though watching him close his eyes as he gets into the song and getting the crowd into a frenzy with his dance moves and those tight trousers, Ste gets to see them cling tightly to his pert arse and he practically drools where he stands, even Sinead appreciates it, but watches Simon's backside more than she should. A hand comes down on both their shoulders jolting them back into reality as they turn to find Cheryl stood there stretching her neck out.

"Hi guys, nice to see ye again, Brendan get ye the back stage passes?" Cheryl asks admiring Simon herself.

"Not exactly no, Cheryl? Can we talk with you please?" Sinead asks as Ste wafts his hands in front of her to say 'no'.

"Course, look come to my office, a bit quieter" Cheryl gestures for them to follow her as Ste looks back at Brendan.

Cheryl takes them down a corridor away from the stage, the music can still be heard but it's easier to hear in the office. Ste begrudgingly tells Cheryl what happened with Kevin, and says nothing happened, which was true it didn't. Sinead can back him up as they were at the flat together when they'd left the club. Cheryl sits in her office chair and listens to them a little shocked and she thinks it's all a little crazy the whole situation. Problem is, it already is a crazy situation, because of who Brendan is, it makes things harder when it comes to any kind of relationship.

Cheryl leans on her desk and sighs looking at Ste and shrugs.
"What do ye want me to do Ste? I get ye like my brother, but ye really didn't think this through did ye? And Kevin is a grade A idiot, so steer clear of him and I will have words"

"I want to apologise, and explain, help me please?" Ste asks walking over to the desk "I am not some crazy stalker fan, I own my own restaurant, I am a chef, I live in a run down flat because my best mate lives there and one day I saw your brother on TV and my heart stopped. I see the man not the Rock Star, I need to show him that"

"OK,I believe ye really I do." Cheryl thinks a while. "Look, wait till the end of the show, I will get him to meet you on stage, after the arena is empty, if he doesn't come, know that I tried my best for ye, OK?" Cheryl replied

"Thank you" Ste held out his hand to Cheryl but she pulled him into a hug and smiled

"Good luck, and make sure ye show him who's boss for a change" Cheryl adds winking.


Brendan comes off stage covered in sweat and high from one of their best concerts, he's taken aback when Cheryl grabs him by his collar and pulls him into her office.

"Chez what the hell!?" Brendan cries as he finally lands from being dragged on his heels into the office.

Kevin is stood there too so Brendan turns to leave as Cheryl shouts at the top of her lungs so loud Brendan covers his ears with it.

"Tell him!"

"Nope"

"Tell him or I'll kick it out of ye!" Cheryl points a warning finger at Kevin,her eyes are dark and he gulps with it,turning to look at Brendan

"I set Ste up, OK I made it all up, he never spent the night with me, and I told him I'd help him with making you jealous. He thought I was helping him, HA! stupid idiot" Kevin laughs but not for long Brendan's heard enough and punches him hard breaking his nose.

"BREN! Oh my god" She cries as Kevin rushes past and leaves her office. "Now I have to kiss his fucking ass to make sure you're not arrested for GBH!" Cheryl screams then stops cursing under her breath.

"Ste will be on stage later, when the crowd has gone; I have sorted it so you're not disturbed. Do me a favour and use this chance to make something happen, cos I won't help ye again Bren" Cheryl places a gentle palm on Brendan and quickly leaves her office after Kevin.

Brendan stands there and thinks for a while before going back to his dressing room and having a shower, he changes into jeans and a black top and sits on the sofa in his office drinking some whiskey and deciding what he should do.


Ste walks to the side of the stage, a tear falls down his cheek as he closes his eyes, he feels twisted up inside, Doesn't know how to handle his feelings any more, how did a simple fan crush on a celebrity become so consuming, he couldn't breathe with it now. Ste wonders if Brendan will even turn up, he hopes so. It's dark in the arena now and all the crowd have left, the only thing left on are some white strobe lights that are bouncing of the stage and into the arena space.

He's never been on a stage before and has a look around,there's no one there so he walks out. It feels a little springy underfoot,knocking his balance a little. He walks to the back where Warren's drum kit is picking up some sticks and settles on the seat,pretending he's swatting pesky flies as he bangs out a tuneless noise,finishing off with a cymbal symphony. Feels strange sat behind them.

Not as strange as when he gets up walks out and reaches the middle of the stage and turns around to look out to the sea of chairs. It takes his breath away. Walking towards the microphone stand he grips it in his hands and closes his eyes. He imagines in that moment what it feels like to be in Brendan's shoes singing to thousands of people, it makes his stomach twinge. he thinks about trying a song,pretending he's on The X Factor or something,but decides against it.

Ste walks to the edge of the stage and sits with his legs dangled down over the edge; he swings them to and fro, wiping his tears away with his hands every time one falls. He feels so stupid to have trusted him, that man...Kevin set him up for his own gain and he wishes he'd seen it, seen him for his true colours.

Brendan stands at the side stage and watches as Ste walks up to the microphone and pretends to sing through it, or something like that and closes his eyes. Brendan smiles fondly at him, and looks at his knuckles they are aching from the punch. Not that he cares though; the man deserved it, for hurting Ste, for manipulating the situation for his own gains. Yet again betrayed, but he knows something now in his heart, he can trust Ste. Not only that but he feels something for him too, it aches at his heart. He watches Ste settle on the edge of the stage and he takes a deep breath and walks over to the same spot sitting down next to him, dangling his legs too.

"You lost?" Ste asks shocked as Brendan settles down next to him looking out to the sea of seats.

"Nope"

"Why are you here?" Ste looks at Brendan gesturing his hands at him

"I think that's obvious" Brendan answered honestly then looked back at Ste " Did ye sleep with him?"

"What?! Hang on I..."

"Doesn't matter, I don't care if ye did, I care about...ye Steven" Brendan sighs glancing at Ste

"Really? You being honest now?"

"Yes, honest, I really like ye Steven, can't get ye out of my head"

"I didn't sleep with him..." Brendan turns to look at Ste wide eyed "He wanted us too, for the jealousy thing, but I didn't want him, I wanted, want, you Brendan, just you"

"Jesus"

"No,Ste"

Brendan reaches out to Ste's chin and curls his two fingers under pulling him close to his mouth. They get close mouths open slightly and trembling, Brendan can feel Ste's breath on his before he gasps.

"I want to take things slow with ye Steven"

Ste's heart beat has quickened with Brendan so close to him."Wh,What,you do this and then say that? Are you trying to give me heart failure?"

Brendan smirks his eyes yo yo between Ste's long lashes and his wet pink lips.
He doesn't move holds Ste to within milemeter of his mouth "I have been hurt in the past,so I am trying to spare us both the pain"

Ste is now gasping he feels Brendan tickle his fingers under his chin. "Pain,this already is pain,actually no,torture" Ste knows he could easily touch his moustashe if he just pushes out the tip of his tongue.

"It'll be worth the wait though" Brendan is struggling to contain himself now,he starts to snigger and that just winds Ste up.

Ste pulls away and stands up,he holds out a hand to Brendan who looks up at him and takes it pulling himself up. Ste stretches out a hand to Brendan. He takes it puzzled as Ste shakes his hand firmly.

"Names Steven Hay,Restaurant owner,Chef,a damn good one.I live in Hollyoaks, My best mate is Sinead,I live with her.I might be a fan,but I'm not crazy,and you can trust me Brendan."

Brendan smiles and pulls Ste closer "Brendan Brady, Rock Singer,I have a sister Cheryl,my manager and hero. Simon is my best mate. I make a wicked Crème brulee. And I actually do trust ye Steven"

"OK so now what?" Ste asks as they stare at each other.

"Let's go for a drink?"

Ste beams wide butterflies flutter inside his stomach."Hmm,let me think about it"
Ste grins and walks off stage leaving Brendan to catch him up.


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