Loving the superstar

Chapter five

Aaron’s POV

“Rosie! Rosie! Ro….”. My brows furrowed as I called after her worried and half confused, but she walked so fast, I couldn't match her pace. If I followed her, I would create a scene and the media would have something to talk about. I retreated and settled the bill.

As I stepped out of my Maybach, the cool breeze of the moving trees in my massive mansion hit my face, the air was usually cool and comforting at night, but today it did nothing to comfort my soul.

I don't know why she left the restaurant after the kiss without saying a word.

Could she have regretted it?

The thought of her regretting what we shared scared the life out of me. I don't seem to understand why I feel so drawn to her. I have never felt the urge to kiss any girl like that, at least not in the second encounter.

She has been running on my mind after our first encounter at the concert. I was so excited and bewildered when I saw her at the restaurant. She left again without letting me have her contact.

I tossed my car keys on the marble counter and headed straight for the living room while sighing. I ran my fingers through my neatly styled hair in exhaustion. “I will get a hold of you, Rosie, soon. Real soon”.

I moved around the living room with different thoughts clouded in my head. “I am not used to feeling this way, everything feels strange but I can't shake off that feeling of warmth whenever I am with you, Rosie”.

For years I have pretended to be who I am not. Fake smiles at the camera, laughing at jokes I don't find funny just to keep people hooked and my career running. I have forgotten what it feels like to be human, what it feels like to be vulnerable, and how to laugh from the bottom of my heart.

The thought of Kylie alone makes my blood boil furiously. She is one of the reasons I don't let people climb over the worlds I have built. I hate that she must be a part of my life. She is dangerous and could hurt anyone I love and try to destroy them, and I can't let that happen.

Not anymore!, I will not let her control me. Sooner or later, I will have to face my fears. I have a strong feeling that meeting Rosie was not a coincidence. She is here to stay, I will make sure she does and I will protect her at any cost!

I moved towards the windows, my legs planted firmly apart as I stared at the beautiful dark sky, my hands casually placed in my pocket, a move I always make when I am determined to make something happen. But my heart softened and I couldn't help but smile to myself when I remembered the way she gasped when I called her ‘sweetheart’. I did that deliberately to see her reaction.

In the midst of my thoughts, an idea clicked in my head and I headed straight to my home studio and grabbed a guitar. I headed to the balcony and sat on a chair. This place was the only place I came to when I feel something and I want to sing or create a new rhythm.

My fingers touched the guitar lazily thinking I would be able to create something but I couldn't. She was all I could think of.

Her drop-dead gorgeous eyes, those sexy lips that tasted like heaven on earth. She has the perfect face and body. I loved the way her soft curls cascaded down her face, giving her the hot cute innocent vibe. She has all the curves in the right places, curves that would make any man stutter.

I dropped the guitar and leaned back on the chair, then I whispered to myself in a low voice ” It's like she doesn't even realize how gorgeous she is”.

I touched the back of my neck and smiled while shaking my head” Damn. I am in trouble “.

Yes, I was in trouble, because I had never felt that way towards anyone.

My thoughts were cut short when my phone buzzed. The screen lit up, it was a message from my worst nightmare, the human I detest the most in my life. I curse the day I stepped my legs into that college.

I took my phone from the table so it could face me and I read the message.

Kylie: I have missed you superstar…. and most importantly your touch. Come see me soon love.

My knuckles turned white as I clenched and unclenched my fists. My jaw clenched so hard that it hurts. I didn't reply, I threw my phone across the other chair with frustration clawing at my chest.

One of the hardest lessons I have learnt in life from being with Kylie is to never let anyone see or know too much of you. But to my dismay, I realized that it was too late to go back. She knew too much about me, things I wish I could erase permanently from my memory, things I wish never happened.

Now she uses that to keep me on a leash, to control me whenever she likes, but it’s high time I faced the ghost of my past.

*******

The next morning came by so fast. I barely had a good night's sleep because of the thoughts circling in my head. I got up and went out for a jog to clear my head, which has been my therapy for years.

When I got back home, I saw Nathan in the kitchen holding a cup of Coffee, I wasn’t surprised, he always does that. He was dressed in his joggers, he obviously came back from a jog as well.

“What the hell bro, isn’t it too early for whatever it is that you have to say?”I asked in a mock serious tone while I moved around to get my protein shake.

He simply gave me a look that screamed ‘I’ll finish you now’, then the sides of his mouth formed into a lopsided smirk.

“Bro you should thank God every single day of your life for having me, who gets this lucky to have a brother, a manager, and a friend. All in one person huh?”

“And without me, the chaos of the world would have killed you by now Mr. Superstar…. Ohh and that little witch of yours called Kylie” He added looking serious like he always does.

I looked at him and laughed hysterically almost spilling the protein shake then I raised both my hands in surrender “You are right bro, you never fail to remind me of that”.

I passed the other cup of protein shake to him and I raised my cup to meet his “cheers to many more years of brotherhood”

“Cheers,” he said and we both laughed and took our shakes.

When I emptied my cup I kept it on the marble counter and turned to face Nathan looking as serious as I could “Bro I need your help”.

Nathan looked at me briefly but quickly put his phone aside when he saw how serious I looked. His brows furrowed looking intrigued.

“Of course bro, what is it?”

“Could you remember the girl from the concert?” I asked

His forehead lifted in realization “Yes I do, the girl who ended up backstage right?”

“Yes. I met her at the restaurant yesterday but she left without giving me her contact “.

Nathan looked at me skeptically as if trying to understand what I was saying “Just like that?”

I scratched the nape of my neck “I.. uhm, I kissed her or more like she kissed me then she left”

Nathan dropped down from the kitchen counter slowly, he looked at me as if I had just confessed to a r**e crime. Before I could process my next thought, he burst into a fist of laughter, and he laughed uncontrollably while clutching his stomach.

“Aaron freaking Jackson kissed a girl on their second encounter. Wow!” he said in between laughter and dragged every word with amusement and surprise laced in his tone.

I smiled to myself but quickly hid it with a smirk “ I did Nathan, now I need you to help me get her contact”.

Within seconds Nathan turned serious again, It’s one of the easiest things for him to do in this world “But are you sure about her Aaron?”.

“I am not bro, but this time around I am following my instincts wherever it leads me to, I’ll be down to risk it all for Rosie” I simply said.

Nathan looked at me briefly and nodded “Just be careful bro”.

I stared into space and reassuringly tapped his shoulder.