Chapter 11 : Slipping through my fingers

Knock knock

"Liam?" Beverly peeked into her brother's dressing room and saw him sitting at a chair staring blankly at a piece of paper that resting on a table in front of him.

"Liam you're on in ten, are you ready?"

The blue eyed man looked up at his sister and nodded. "Yeah sure."

Oh he was so far from ready, he was going to go up that stage and make a complete fool out of himself. What had happened to him?Usually he'd write songs off the top of his head, it was like second nature to him. But now he was struggling to even come up with a single rhyme.

"Come on, we've gotta prep you for show, those screaming little fan girls of yours expect you to be at your best." Beverly, tapped Liam on the shoulder and gestured him to follow her. "Sometimes I wonder if those girl actually like your music, or they just like your face. But hey, as long as the records sell right?"

Liam couldn't even hear what Beverly was saying, he was lost in thought, sure he was about to have a mental breakdown.

Beverly and Liam stopped backstage and a crew of make up artists and dressers rushed over to put some final touches on the man. Not that he needed any of it considering he was a heartthrob.

"I would have asked you to run the song you're going to perform by me before hand.." Beverly spoke as she placed a small microphone on Liam's shirt. "But we've run out of time so I guess I'll just have to hear it together with your hordes of fan girls."

She placed her hands on Liam's shoulders and smiled at him. "But I know you'll do great."

"Ummh Bev.."

Was it too late to back out? He could fake an injury or a sicknesses or something.

"Break a leg super star!"

The massive curtains went up, and a giant blinding spot light fell on the tall blue eyed man making the large crowd in front of him, which mostly consisted of females, scream loudly.

"Umh, what's up everyone!" El spoke into the microphone.

The greeting alone made some of the girls in the crowd pass out, while the others took off their shirts and waved them wildly in the air.

*

"Fuck, there's so many people here I can barely see the stage." Ayaka tried to peek above the crowd but she could barely see or hear anything.

"I told you we were late, but do you ever listen to me? No." Alicia commented.

"Okay enough with the guilt tripping already, could you help me come up with a plan please."

The brown haired woman scanned the area and clicked her tongue. "Judging from the crazed screaming I'm guessing the show is about to start, we need to find a way to the front of the crowd somehow."

Alicia pulled out her phone and dialed in a number. "Way ahead of you."

'Hey beautiful, are you here?'

"Yeah but the place is completely packed, we can't see shit." Alicia responded to the man over the phone.

'I got you guys backstage passes, you're way to classy to be in the nosebleed section, come around back.'

"Aww you're the sweetest. We'll be there in five."

Alicia then turned to Ayaka and smiled. "Ready to have some fun?"

*

Liam looked at the screaming fans and took a deep breath.

'What now El, you've got nothing, is this how your legacy ends?' the man thought to himself.

He turned to his band who were waiting in anticipation. The man ran his fingers through his think black hair and sighed heavily, "well, here goes everything."

*

"Hurry up!"

Alicia grabbed Aya's hand and hurriedly pulled her back stage.

"Geez what's the rush? You're going to pull my arm off."

Alicia didn't answer, she was determined to get Aya as close to El as possible, she grinned widely as she imagined how beautiful the moment will be when they would finally meet again. And then years from now in the future when they were married and had kids, they would thank Alicia for setting them up by buying her a really expensive gift, like a sports car or a brand new house.

The two girls arrived backstage and were greeted by a tall man with blonde dreadlocks. He had deep green eyes, striking features and a broad smile.

The man walked up to them, gave Aya a friendly wave and gave Alicia a kiss. "Hey beautiful."

Ayaka narrowed her eyes as Alicia's lips met blondie's. How come she had never mentioned having a boyfriend to her before? And most importantly, why hadn't she mentioned that this boyfriend was Roy Zlodic, the top indie music artist in the country. Sekani, Ayaka's little brother loved this guy, he would absolutely freak if he ever met him.

"Are we late?" Alicia questioned the man who was running his fingers through her hair in a daze. Even a blind man could see how head over heels in love he was over the pretty red head.

"No, he's just about to start performing."

"Aya come on!" Alicia grabbed her friend's hand and dragged her closer to the stage.

"Hold on a minute!" Aya protested. "Late for what? Whose about to perform."

"See for yourself."

Aya's eyes went round when El came into view on stage, he was facing away from them towards the crowd but even from behind he looked absolutely yummy.

The man was dressed pretty casually with black skinny jeans, a black tank top and white sneakers, so why the hell was Ayaka's heart pounding at the site of him.

"Alicia wait!" Aya hastily tried to yank her arm out of Alicia's grip but ended up tripping over some cables on the floor.

The brunette felt like time around her had slowed down as she fell towards the stage. Oh she was definitely going to kick Alicia's ass after this.

THUD.

When Liam turned around and saw Aya on the ground, scampering to get up, his heart stopped. He couldn't believe his eyes, it was her, the beautiful Alicia Brookes, the one that got away.

And just like that, like a flash from a light bulb, Liam had a great idea for a song. The lyrics started flowing through his mind as he watched Aya get up.

"Brown hair, brown eyes, slipping through my fingers, slipping right through my fingers oooh..."

"Fast night, dim lights, slipping through my fingers , slipping right through my fingers yeeaaah.."

Aya dusted herself and looked up at the man on the stage and locked eyes with him. Even though the crowd was screaming and going crazy, in that moment she felt like they were the only two people in the world.

"I spent my nights searching for you.... losing sleep cause my dreams came trueee oooh ooh...."

As El moon walked towards the girl, in tune with the rhythm, Aya felt like she was going to faint. He reached for her hand, his gaze never living her face.

'Don't do it Aya' the girl chanted to herself. 'Don't you dare take his hand!'

Reluctantly, the brunette took El's hand.

Oh Aya you idiot.

Immediately their hands touched, El pulled her onto the stage with him.

"Now I'll never let you gooooooo!..."

When the beat dropped, the entire crowd was losing it, people were screaming and swaying their arms to the rhythm. Flowers accompanied with little fabrics of cloth, most probably panties and bras, were being tossed onto the stage by fan girls.

"Brown hair, brown eyes, slipping through my fingers, slipping right through my fingers oooh..."

"Fast night, dim lights, slipping through my fingers, slipping right through my fingers yeeaaah.."

Aya was completely gone in the brain, even as El swayed her body around to the song, she just went along with it, completely incapable of controlling her own body. It was like she was under a spell or something.

As El sang, he couldn't help but smile when he noticed how red Ayaka's face was.

When the music finally stopped, El pulled the girl by her waist, she gasped when her body rammed into his firm but oh so attractive body.

"Now I'll never let you go.."

Aya looked into his sapphire blue eyes and gulped, how on earth could a man be this beautiful? It had to be illegal.

The brunette's little trans was broken by the screaming of the crowd. El turned her to face the masses and whispered in her ear.

"Smile and wave."

Like an absolute idiot, Aya did as she was told, making El smirk in amusement.

"Thank you!!" The blue eyed man yelled.

*

CLICK..

Charles studied the picture he had taken of Aya on stage, wrapped up in El's arms.

"Oh the boss isn't going to like this," the man mattered to himself. He was fully aware of how obsessed Greg Kingsley was with Ayaka, the man had pictures of her in his office, in his wallet and would always take a ten minute break between work to stare at pictures of her he'd downloaded from her social media.

On top of that, Greg Kingsley was a very possessive man who didn't like sharing anything, this was definitely going to tick him off.

SEND.