his money if he didn’t have anyone to share it with?
“You look stunning,” he said, standing up and placing the guitar against the couch, walking towards her and he gently kissed her lips. “Are you all ready to go? Ben wants us to be ready to leave in five.”
“Yep, ready when you are.” She smiled confidently, he could tell she was trying to hide the nervousness, this would be the first time they would be seen in public together.
“Are you sure you’re ready for this? You don’t have to come. Our relationship can still be secret.”
“After last night, I doubt it.” He saw the pained expression in her face. He knew he would never let anything like that happen again. Even if he had to hire personal security for her. The thought of Stella in trouble didn’t sit right with him and made him cringe in discomfort.
“Anyway, it’s bound to happen eventually and we might as well do it now,” she added.
“Only if you’re sure?” There was no way he was going to ever let her do something she wasn’t completely comfortable in doing.
“I’m sure”
“Great, I’ll let Ben know.” He walked towards the coffee table, picking up his phone, dialling Ben’s number.
***
Stella’s hands were shaking as she stood backstage with Tristan, waiting for him to be called out to stage. Her nerves were getting the better of her and she couldn’t stop it. She didn’t know what she was more nervous about, Tristan going on live television in front of an audience full of women, the realization that she was in fact dating a celebrity, or that he was about to tell the whole world they were together.
On the way to the television studio she had called her parents to tell them about Tristan, she thought it was better that they found out from her before hearing about it all over the media in a couple of hours. She didn’t need to tell Claire as she had already clued in on it earlier in the week.
When they arrived she’d undergone many security checks, making her even more nervous, Tristan continued to reassure her that it was very normal, but nothing would prepare her for what was to come.
After several sound checks Tristan was ready to perform. He was performing his newest single Forever Yours and then he was doing a brief interview afterwards where they would ask a series of questions about his career and might ask some personal questions, well that’s what Tristan had told her anyway.
When they gave Tristan the cue they were about to go live, he reached over and whispered in Stella’s ear, “It will be fine, trust me.” She smiled, not able to say anything. She felt Tristan kiss her cheek before he walked over to the microphone.
She felt Ben’s hand on her shoulders holding her steady, she thanked the simple gesture. She could see why Tristan liked Ben, he had this ability to know exactly what to do to in every situation.
Stella watched as they counted him in, the cameras moving in and around him.
Tristan seemed calm and collected as he sat on the stool, guitar resting on his lap, the band around him ready with their instruments. Stella wished she had that kind of confidence, she would most likely faint before she’d even begun singing.
The moment he started singing you could feel the mood in the room shift. The audience silenced by his voice, even the crew were mesmerized. The familiar words he sung to her only the night before made her heart race. It was like every word he sang, he sang from the very depths of his soul.
He caught her eye several times, winking and singing even more seductively, if that was even possible! She could see why all the women in the packed venue wanted him, hell she wanted him.
She couldn’t help but feel a twinge of jealousy though as the women screamed his name. She knew Tristan had been living this life for a while now, so she could only imagine the bus loads of women throwing themselves at him. She kept trying to remind herself that she too once found herself
“You look stunning,” he said, standing up and placing the guitar against the couch, walking towards her and he gently kissed her lips. “Are you all ready to go? Ben wants us to be ready to leave in five.”
“Yep, ready when you are.” She smiled confidently, he could tell she was trying to hide the nervousness, this would be the first time they would be seen in public together.
“Are you sure you’re ready for this? You don’t have to come. Our relationship can still be secret.”
“After last night, I doubt it.” He saw the pained expression in her face. He knew he would never let anything like that happen again. Even if he had to hire personal security for her. The thought of Stella in trouble didn’t sit right with him and made him cringe in discomfort.
“Anyway, it’s bound to happen eventually and we might as well do it now,” she added.
“Only if you’re sure?” There was no way he was going to ever let her do something she wasn’t completely comfortable in doing.
“I’m sure”
“Great, I’ll let Ben know.” He walked towards the coffee table, picking up his phone, dialling Ben’s number.
***
Stella’s hands were shaking as she stood backstage with Tristan, waiting for him to be called out to stage. Her nerves were getting the better of her and she couldn’t stop it. She didn’t know what she was more nervous about, Tristan going on live television in front of an audience full of women, the realization that she was in fact dating a celebrity, or that he was about to tell the whole world they were together.
On the way to the television studio she had called her parents to tell them about Tristan, she thought it was better that they found out from her before hearing about it all over the media in a couple of hours. She didn’t need to tell Claire as she had already clued in on it earlier in the week.
When they arrived she’d undergone many security checks, making her even more nervous, Tristan continued to reassure her that it was very normal, but nothing would prepare her for what was to come.
After several sound checks Tristan was ready to perform. He was performing his newest single Forever Yours and then he was doing a brief interview afterwards where they would ask a series of questions about his career and might ask some personal questions, well that’s what Tristan had told her anyway.
When they gave Tristan the cue they were about to go live, he reached over and whispered in Stella’s ear, “It will be fine, trust me.” She smiled, not able to say anything. She felt Tristan kiss her cheek before he walked over to the microphone.
She felt Ben’s hand on her shoulders holding her steady, she thanked the simple gesture. She could see why Tristan liked Ben, he had this ability to know exactly what to do to in every situation.
Stella watched as they counted him in, the cameras moving in and around him.
Tristan seemed calm and collected as he sat on the stool, guitar resting on his lap, the band around him ready with their instruments. Stella wished she had that kind of confidence, she would most likely faint before she’d even begun singing.
The moment he started singing you could feel the mood in the room shift. The audience silenced by his voice, even the crew were mesmerized. The familiar words he sung to her only the night before made her heart race. It was like every word he sang, he sang from the very depths of his soul.
He caught her eye several times, winking and singing even more seductively, if that was even possible! She could see why all the women in the packed venue wanted him, hell she wanted him.
She couldn’t help but feel a twinge of jealousy though as the women screamed his name. She knew Tristan had been living this life for a while now, so she could only imagine the bus loads of women throwing themselves at him. She kept trying to remind herself that she too once found herself
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