The Popstar and the Bodyguard | Septiplier

Chapter 2

A few days later

It's been a 10 days since the girl and I hooked up and she gave me her number. It turns out her name is Amber. She is quite the fan isn't she? I mean, it wasn't bad and she did leave right afterwards without the awkward after sex show.
Having sex with a girl wasn't really what I had planned in mind but I just needed it after what happened before the show that evening. I couldn't take it. Deep down I can admit that I wanted him to see our make out session in the hall before we took it to the dressing room.

As I pace down the hall, I couldn't help but recall the situation before the show...

"After 3 months of a relationship you are seriously going to break up with me?"

"Seán it's for the best."
I laugh and put my head in my hands.

"For the best my ass! You're leaving me for some HOE who you "fell in love" with. I thought you fell in love with me but you clearly didn't seeing as you leave me for a fucking skank!"
I shout, enraged at the fact that he would leave after all that we've been through.

"Seán I love you.... Well... Did..."
I shake my head vigorously.

"Fucking lies. You told me that you were gay! How the fuck could I believe you. What other lies are you pulling out of your ass like a goddamn clown show. Don't tell me you've also been fucking her while we've been dating because I swear to fucking god I'll throw your ass off of the goddamn stage."
"Sean listen, I have but only for like two we--" he got cut off by someone on stage crew handing me a microphone.
"Hey we're starting the show in a minute so better wrap things up," The woman says to me with a smile before walking away and giving someone else a thumbs up. I turn back to him.
"I thought I knew you better PJ," I snap at him and walk away to the stage steps with glare.

I shake my head and continue to stroll down the long hall. People warned me about him. Especially Felix, my good friend. They told me that he'd be this way. Stupidly, I thought he was different because he said so. It lasted awhile, attmitedly the sex was awesome. I knew something was off over the past week so I guess he decided to cut the line now.

As I was walking down the same hallway that Amber and I started our make out session in, my phone vibrates in my back pocket. I move my hand to the device and pull it out of my jean pocket as an instinct.

Amber
Hey good luck with the show tonight! We can do what we did last time we were at this theater. ;)

Seán
Alrighty. See you after the show ;)

Almost reaching the end of the hallway, I receive another message from her saying "cya". I slow my pace to a stop, knowing my room is up ahead.
"Who are you?" A deep voice asks in question. I glance up for a half second and turn my attention back to my phone. I send one last text and shut my phone off, sliding it into the back pocket of my newer black skinny jeans. I turn my face back up to the person who was standing in front of me, waiting for a response.

I get a good look at the guy. His chiseled chin and slight stubble resting on it. His perfect jawline compliments his scruff too. This person's vibrant red hair that sits lightly on top of the trimmed natural black hair. The exact same style as mine yet the color of mine is a vibrant green. His muscular build is outlined through the thinnest black T-shirt. I never thought someone could make a solid colored t-shirt look so.... Well.. not plain. He is slightly taller than me and looks around my age, Mid 20's.
His deep brown eyes look at me, awaiting an answer.