He Called Me Angel. Disaster Engagement Series Book 1 Free

Episode 2

I had fancied him for ages, he was my number one dream man. His real name was Thomas Taylor and I had read online that he was the only real cockney in the cast and that he was from a huge well known family from the east end of London and that he had been discovered by a model agency when he was just 18 and then found his way into acting. I read an interview with him online and he seemed really funny and down to earth but he had a girlfriend that was one of the actresses from his show. I was devastated when I read it but I had to slap myself. As if Jason Spence would ever look at me twice and he was a fictional character. He was my go to fantasy and I was drooling over the tv when my buzzer sounded. I knew it would be Stefan so I buzzed him in. I put off the tv because I was ashamed of my guilty pleasure and I didn't want Stefan to know I was a loser that loved crappy TV. When Stefan walked in I could tell he was nervous. I don't know if he was embarrassed about being drunk at our lunch meeting or because he was having to ask me for help. He looked around my flat and I just stood there staring at him waiting for him to acknowledge that I was there but he wouldn't even look at me. Then it hit me that we hadn't spent any time alone together and from what I could tell he was actually sober for once and that was probably why he looked so uncomfortable. "You look nice Stefan, the gym and the tattoos are really working for you" I said trying to be friendly. He was wearing a white T-shirt and jeans and I have to admit he really did look good. He looked down at himself and seemed chuffed with the compliment and that's when he finally managed to look me in the eye. “thanks Lydia" he said with a bashful smile "you always look amazing" I knew he was only returning the compliment because I was only wearing a white vest top and cut off shorts with a bikini under neath. I must have looked a mess because summer in London could be really hot. I had been enjoying the breeze out on the balcony after dinner before Stefan came over. I had caught the sun that day so I must have looked a little flushed. “Sorry have I embarrassed you?" he asked "no why?" I snapped "oh it's just you look a little red" he seemed embarrassed "no just too much sun, I've been in Franco's garden all afternoon, don't flatter yourself son!" His eyes hit the floor and his face burned crimson. I felt terrible that I had embarrassed him. It was only a little joke but he was clearly a sensitive guy. I had become accustomed to the banter with the boys that I had became very sharpe over the years. Plus he had always came across so confident that I had no idea he would be so touchy "I'm sorry Stefan you must think I'm a b***h, I really didn't mean to..." he cut me off "no Lydia it's my fault, actually why don't I come over some other time. You must have lots of stuff you would rather be doing than hanging out with me" he turned to leave and I had to shout after him “no don't be silly Stefan please stay! Why don't we have a drink and you can tell me the kind of sound your looking for" Without waiting for his answer I went through to the kitchen to get another wine glass for Stefan, by the time I came back through he was sitting on the sofa looking really nervous. “So… wine or would you prefer a beer or a vodka? Chris bought me this bottle of tequila if you would like that?" He was ringing his hands “Actually Lydia I shouldn't drink, I wouldn't want to embarrass myself in front of you…Although one glass would help me relax" my god this boy is a nervous nelly, the poor thing. How the hell are we going to work together if he can't even look me in the eye. "Mate if I were you I would have a big glass of wine because you look nervous as f**k, is every thing ok?" I asked as I handed him his glass. His hands were shaking as he took a sip of wine. "yeah I'm fine. I'm sorry I must be coming off as a total loser. Its just The Big Man has been winding me up all day, he knows I like you, and when I walked in here and you were standing in just shorts and a vest, well I kind of lost my cool for a minute, you are absolutely stunning" now I must admit I was beginning to blush. Who the hell just comes out and admits that they like someone right to their face? I could tell he was regretting saying it as soon as it had left his lips and I did feel bad for him. He was staring at the floor and ringing his hands like a crazy person. “Don't let the boys wind you up honey, let's try and relax, and get some work done" I sat in the chair opposite him trying to keep a bit of distance between us. Although he was a nice guy I didn't really know him that well and I really didn't have any intentions of getting to know him in that way. To be honest I hadn’t been in a relationship since Michael. He was my first and only love, we had split up three years before and I hadn't even looked at another guy since then. Michael was an actor and had took his first big movie role on the other side of the world. I was devastated when he left me, he had asked me to go with him but the band was just starting to become successful. We had worked really hard to get to where we were and I couldn't turn my back on the boys to chase a guy that was following his dreams. I was heartbroken but I just threw myself into the band and tried to forget about him. Although that had become difficult when his career started to take off and he was on every billboard and magazine cover. He was my first ever relationship and I had been dumped for a movie and my confidence had really took a hit but now I was sitting across from Stefan, this famous pop star that had girls falling at his feet and he was squirming and stuttering because he liked me. I must admit I was flattered. He was more handsome than I had realized. The new body, new hair cut and clothes were doing wonders for him. But it was something else. I think it was the fact that he wasn't performing for anyone, he was just being himself which happened to be a bit of a nervous wreak but I kind of liked it because it made him more human. I sat listening to him as he explained how he wanted his next album to sound and he looked like a young Marlon Brando. I had little butterflies every time he managed to look me in the eye. As the night marched on we had discussed his favorite artists and what he wanted out of his career. We started to play around writing some lyrics, it was nothing like our music. It was really lovey dovey ballads which was not our bands style at all but I was enjoying writing something different. I could see Stefan coming out of his shell a little and we were actually having a nice time. "Let's move over to the piano and we can try and get some music to go with these lyrics" I said.

" yeah that would be great Lydia, only if you're sure, I mean it’s getting late if you want me to leave I won't be offended" I rolled my eyes “stop being silly, we should keep working while we have the creative juices flowing" I poured us another glass of wine. We sat there for hours, and by the end we had a pretty solid song. It was about a beautiful girl with long dark hair and the face and voice of an angel. I got the impression that he was trying to flirt with me at one point but it was going down like a lead balloon. I wondered if he had ever spoke to a girl when he was sober. Also he wasn't the kind of guy that had to chase girls because he was handsome and famous. Which was just as well because he wasn't exactly blowing me away with his flirting. As we finished up for the evening I suggested that we have a glass of champagne to celebrate, he had worked hard and deserved a pat on the back. We started chatting about our tour that was coming up. Then I told him a few stories about the boys drunken embarrassing behavior over the years and it seemed to tickle him. He was a lot more relaxed in my company now. I wasn't sure if it was simply getting to know me better or if it was the champagne. I now realize it was the champagne. I went through to the bathroom and when I came back he was looking at my huge old fashioned juke box that Chris had bought me for Christmas. Chris had filled it with all my favorite songs. It must have cost him a fortune but he is such a kind soul he probably didn't even look at the price tag. "This is amazing Lydia" he said as he flipped through the songs “thanks honey, is there anything on there that takes your fancy? choose a song for us to listen to” He stood looking at the juke box like I had asked him to sit a maths exam, the poor thing. His eye brows where down as he concentrated on trying to choose the correct song. Then he said “why do you have Abba on here?" Now to put you in the picture I was the princess of rock and roll, I was adored by millions of fans but one of my darkest secrets was that I loved Abba and I didn't like anyone to know about it, after all I had a reputation to protect. "I think Chris put it on there for a laugh" I said and he just smiled and continued to look for a song.

Finally T. Rex Hot Love came bursting out of the speakers, " is this ok?" he asked sheepishly. "Of course it is honey, it's one of my fav's that's why it's on there. "fancy a dance?" He asked. Everyone that knows me knows that myself and The Big Man danced all the time. We were always the first two on any dance floor, and although we were probably rubbish we would dance together from morning till night and always danced like no one was watching. Fran said we danced like no one was booing. The Big Man and I used to make up dance routines when we were kids and when Chris caught us one day he thought it was hilarious and called The Big Man a poof so The Big Man kicked the s**t out of him and Chris never questioned our dancing again after that. I looked at Stefan and he held out his hand, I was on my third glass of champagne and feeling rather proud of myself for helping this poor soul all evening, so I agreed to one dance. He was different when he was dancing, he was self assured and confident. He spun me around and dipped me back and held my body close to his. It was the closest physical contact I'd had with a man since Michael. well apart from the boys of course. I was always dancing with The Big Man and there was the constant cuddles and reassurance Chris needed after a few days of partying. I always slept in bed with Fran when I stayed over at his house and when we were on tour but this body contact with Stefan was different. The boys are like my brothers, Stefan was hot. “What song shall we put on next?" I asked. “Ladies choice" he said. I quickly picked the next song and turned round to see Stefan draining his champagne glass. As Run Around Sue started to play he grabbed me and started swinging me around the room. I thought this was hilarious and couldn't stop laughing. He then started to do some sort of an Elvis impression which in all honesty nearly made me piss myself with laughter. Stefan was a funny guy with the right amount of champagne in him and an absolute monster with the wrong amount but I wouldn't find that out for a while. The song ended and I was disappointed because I was having such a laugh with him. He went over to the juke box to choose another song and this time it was a slow song ‘Will You Still Love Me Tomorrow’ started to play and I knew his game but went along with it anyway because he was so handsome and champagne had really went to my head. We danced close together my hands rested on his chest, his hands where on the small of my back and I could feel his warm fingers touching my skin. He looked into my eyes and said “Lydia can I ask you something?" I was intrigued "Of course honey" I said, he hesitated a little "do you and Franco have a song?" He asked “no! why?” I asked with a little giggle “It’s just I know that he's crazy about you, and I thought maybe you guys had been an item at some point." People often asked about my relationship with Fran. We were very close, however nothing had ever went on between us. I would always tell everyone that we were only friends but paparazzi pictures of us walking down the street and me holding his hand didn't do my case any favours. But honestly I was just wearing really high heels and he would hold my hand in case I fell over. We were often pictured together but that's because we are best friends that work together and live around the corner from each other. A lot of the red carpet photos didn't do us any favours either. They would all look the same, Franco looking at me and me looking at the camera and smiling. I can see why people thought it was a look of love but in actual fact it was a look of ‘please give me reassurance' he hated red carpets and posing I on the other hand loved it. I got to get dressed up and wear designer clothes. I was always on the best dressed lists and I got a real kick out of it. When we were on stage however it was a different story, I could be nervous sometimes and I would always hide behind black sunglasses. Franco could tell when I was really out of my comfort zone and he would always come over and whisper something funny in my ear to make me laugh. People always thought that we were flirting. Everyone online would have photos of us leaning in close and laughing together. It was a stadium full of thousands of people and we looked at each other as if no one else was there. The truth was that I was nervous and Fran always knew how to make me smile. The headline’s were always the same thing. People actually got a bit obsessed by us being a secret couple but we were nothing more than friends. " I don't think Franco is crazy about me honey" he looked confused "its just The Big Man said that Franco has always had a thing for you and you guys are always photographed together looking cosy. I think The Big Man was kind of warning me to stay away from you." I just rolled my eyes "the guys are just protective, don't take any notice" he gave me a sexy smile and said "good, cause I think you're beautiful Lydia" my stomach actually flipped. It took a moment for what he had said to sink in. He placed his hands on either side of my face and gently started to kiss me. It was a lovely soft kiss. I hadn't kissed a guy in so long that I simply stood there kissing him back enjoying how gentle he was and rubbing my hands over his strong arms. His hands travelled through my hair clutching the back of my head as the kiss became deeper and more intense. I could feel his hard on pressed against me. The song finished and I pulled away, what was I doing? I can't kiss some pop star "I really like you Lydia" he said in a sexy husky voice. He could tell I was hesitant. "is everything ok Lydia, I haven't over stepped the mark have I?" He looked concerned "no you haven't over stepped the mark Stefan, it's just I haven't been with a guy in a really long time, and I don't just jump into bed with people, I hope you can understand" I was a bit embarrassed to admit that I was such a prude that I couldn't look at him. He lifted my face to meet his gaze and said "sure I understand, and I respect that, I have fans throwing themselves at me every day, and it's such a turn off. I like that your hard to get. I would love for us to get to know each other better. Can I take you out on a date. Maybe dinner on Friday night? I promise to be less pushy" being asked out on a date by a hot pop star was the most exciting thing to happen to me in a long time "do you know what Stefan? that would be really nice" he smiled like I told him he had won the lottery "cool I'll make a reservation, fancy one more dance before I go home?" he asked. He looked genuinely excited for our date. Then a terrible thought entered my mind. We had just spent the whole evening writing a song about some girl that he clearly had feelings for “But who is the mystery girl from the song we just wrote? do you have a girlfriend?” I asked he gave me a shy smile “it’s about you, isn’t it obvious? I think you’re an angel” I couldn’t help but smile but I wondered how many girls he had used lines like that on. He picked the next song and it was another slow one, I rested my head on his shoulder turning my face away from him as we slowly danced to the music. I felt really tiny next to him, I could smell his manly musk on his t shirt. “I do have something to admit to you Lydia” here we go I knew this was too could to be true “what is it?” I asked “the other day when I asked you out to lunch I meant it as a date and when you turned up with Chris I was a bit disappointed that’s why I drank so much” I was mortified “oh my god, I’m so sorry, I had no idea” I buried my face into his chest and we both laughed “I had a few drinks while I was waiting for you to turn up because I was nervous, but I hadn’t had any breakfast so it had went straight to my head, then when you walked in with Chris I was gutted” I felt awful for him but I found it refreshing that he was being so open with me “I’m sorry Stefan, you must think I’m a total b***h, but I promise I didn’t know you thought it was a date” He gave me a big smile “don’t worry about it” he began to stroke my hair and then he started to run the back of his fingers up and down my arm as we carried on dancing. I could hear his breathing change. I pulled away a little to look up at his face. His eyes were full of lust and he was as hot as hell. He immediately started kissing me, he ran his hands down my back to my ass and picked me up off my feet a little. He then lay me down in front of the juke box. When he lay on top of me all the nerves I had felt before seemed to melt away. I hadn't felt the weight of a man on top of me for years and I had missed it. I started to run my hands all over is torso and his back. He was so muscular and strong and I loved it. I put my hand under his t shirt and started to rub my finger tips across his abs. He broke away from our kissing and sat up a little and took off his t-shirt, my god he had been working out, he looked fantastic. All my nerves seemed to fade away, as I started to undo his jeans he gave me a little smile, he pulled off my shorts as I took my vest off over my head, by now I was just wearing my red bikini from earlier today, he bent down and started kissing me again. I ran my hands through his hair holding his head in position so that he couldn't pull away from me again. What was I doing? I had just told him that I wasn’t easy and now I was tearing his clothes off. He started to run his hands up and down my body finally stopping at my breasts. He reached around and untied my Bikini top, when he removed it he started to play with my t**s. My n*****s were rock hard and I was rubbing my thighs together with anticipation. He then untied my bikini bottoms one side at a time and slowly took them off and threw them over his shoulder. He started to glide his hand up and down my thigh and then between my legs and he began to lightly touch me. Little gentle strokes that were driving me mad. I was so turned on by his touch that I wanted to pin him to the juke box and have my way with him. Then I remembered that I hadn’t been on the pill for years, "do you have any condoms Stefan?" I asked " eh yeah, in my wallet" I hadn't realized he had took his jeans off already. He sat up between my legs and took out the condom from the wrapper, "you look f*****g gorgeous Lydia, my god you’re sexy!" He started to roll the the condom down his hard on. Which I have to admit is one of my biggest turn on. I love watching guys pleasure themselves, I used to ask Michael wank on top of me before we started having s*x, he knew I loved it but I wasn't about to tell Stefan all my dirty secrets. So I looked him straight in eye when he was struggling to put it on because I didn’t want to give myself away as a total pervert. “I don't think I'm going to last long Lydia you're so f*****g sexy, I've been fantasising about you for years" the thought of anyone fantasising about me felt strange but I knew he meant it as a compliment. When I finally looked down at his c**k well, it was a little underwhelming. I know I said it was tiny which isn't actually true..it was average, but compared to Michael it was tiny, because Michael was big. I need to stop thinking about Michael I told myself and start concentrating on this hot guy in front of me. He finally got it on and he positioned himself between my legs and started to try and jam it in which wasn’t the biggest turn on. I could tell he was a bit nervous again and I hoped that he didn't see the look of disappointment on my face when I seen his d**k. We were nose to nose and he kept saying how much he liked me and how beautiful I was, and kissing me trying to put it inside me but I just wanted it, and he wasn't getting any where fast so I knew I had to take charge of the situation. "Stefan you turn me on so much. I want you all night" I said but I was just trying to show him a little bit of encouragement. Then using my most seductive voice I said "I can't wait to ride your d**k" it was as if he had stoped breathing, god this boy could be putty in my hands. "Why don't you lie back" his face broke into the biggest grin. As he lay back on the rug I crutched down and started to lick his balls. I was sucking and licking his sack as I ran my hand up and down his d**k, "is that nice Stefan?" I asked " f*****g hell yeah" he hissed, I know he said he wouldn't last long but this would be a bit much. I stopped what I was doing and climbed up his body. I sat just hovering above his d**k, I slowly rubbed my hands up and down my body over my thighs stomach and stopped at my n*****s, "f**k, you are sexy Lydia, stop teasing me, I want you badly" I licked my fingers and rubbed them against my already wet p***y, his eyes where wide with excitement. I then positioned myself just above his erection and let it slip inside me a little at a time. I was slow to begin with trying to get used to the sensation of him being inside me and stretching around his d**k but I soon quickened my pace. I was always a bit loud in bed, Chris had overheard me and Michael once before and said I sounded like a wounded animal. As I continued to ride Stefan's c**k I started to rub my c**t, "oh yes angel keep doing that, it's so sexy" I was really banging down hard on his d**k and he was loving it. I have to admit I kind of liked this new nickname he had for me. I started to flick my hair from side to side, and rubbing my t**s with my other hand and soon I was coming, "oh Stefan your making me come" I said and a look of pure relief washed over his face "your making me come angel" he grunted as I rode his d**k through my own orgasm I noticed that he had thrown his head back and was swearing under his breath as he was climaxing. He grabbed me into a bear hug and slammed me down onto his d**k as he finished. As he was catching his breath his eyes were closed tight and he buried his face into my chest I ran my hands through his hair as if to calm him down. " Lydia that was amazing, you're amazing" I let out a little giggle "well this night was much better than I had planned, I thought I was going to watch London Streets in bed with a box of chocolates" we both laughed, and he started to kiss me again deep passionate kisses. We stayed like that for a while, I kept stroking his hair and he gently kissed my shoulders and neck. It was starting to get chilly and a terrible thought entered my mind. “Stefan”“Yes angel" he said kissing my neck" "can I ask you not to tell the boys about this, it's just I know what they are like" he went quiet for a second, he didn't look happy. "yeah no problem" he snapped but he seemed annoyed "well I better go Lydia" he practically pushed me off him. He jumped up and took off the condom, he tied it in a knot and put it in the bin, and quickly started putting his clothes on. He looked totally pissed off. "It's just I know what the boys are like, they'll want every detail from you and take the piss out of me" he was putting his trousers back on and his eyes were dark "listen don't worry about it, I get it Lydia" "Stefan are you ok?" "Yeah fine I better go" he started to put on his shoes he wouldn't even look at me. I got up and started to put on my shorts and vest, I felt really vulnerable. I opened my mouth to say something but nothing would come out, I was speechless. "thanks for everything tonight" he said without looking at me and then he just put on his t shirt and walked towards the elevator,