In Our Hearts

4 ~ STAR

I was not at ease when I hang up the phone. I know Kourt is still coping and she choose not to let anyone see how low she feels.

She always try to push people away and pretend everything is fine but she will never be able to hide it all from me. I texted her and let her know that soon that I get back, I'll hang out with her.

I opened the window of the van to get the full view outside. The sun is high but the air is cool. Something I don't usually get in Angeles and I will do everything I can to savor the best time I could get here in Paris.

I thought of my friend's situation. Millions of people are looking up to her. They think she have everything in this world and yet, she still suffers.

I'm wondering what could possibly happened for her to push Brin away? Is it really because of her fault? Or did Brin just can't take longer time to stick up?

What if it's really the latter? What did Kourtney do to deserve it? Maybe she didn't do anything wrong and Brin is just a jerk. Someday, I know he'll get his match and what goes around will come back around. I hope it will hit him real good to justify what he did, not only to my friend but with the other girls he'd been with.

"So Star, now that you're done with the French magazine spread, we'll go ahead and meet one of the best producers of United Elsmann Music Group!" Emily said, breaking the silence.

UEMG is the Music corporation who gave me a break to become who I am right now and it is an honor that one of their best producers followed me in France to close a deal regarding my upcoming album.

"I'm excited and little nervous to be honest." I answered to her.

"You should be. You know, Mr. T doesn't like his time getting wasted and the fact that he flew all the way to Paris just to discuss a project with you is once in a life time. Better not waste it." She warned.

I am fully aware. Tyler Scott is indeed a big name in the music industry. Not only for being an award winning producer but also as a great British singer and songwriter. So since I found out that he want to help in producing some of my songs, I did take mental notes to be at my best when we meet.

After few moments spent on drive, we reached Bercy Boulevard and went straight to the exclusive parking lot of AccorHotels Arena.

Staff and crews are setting up lights and sound system. In a not so distant, I can hear a familiar tune and faint collected squeals. Emily told me that Mr. T picked the place where would we meet and no one dares to question about it.

We are almost near the center stage when I saw ten lucky fans standing close to the barricade beneath the stage, shutting their cameras endlessly and cheering like they're already watching the main show and not just a rehearsal.

On the other side of the barricade is where Mr. T is standing. Emily asked me to stay from where I stand and she walk towards the stage. I noticed how Mr. T is so engaged to the person rehearsing on the stage.

I followed his gaze and saw in the middle a group of girls, dancing provocatively. Two of them walk at the front where a topless man stands and run their hands softly from his head to knee. He's wearing ripped, blue acid washed jeans and gray high top sneakers.

He dance as he sings through a lavalier mic, clipped on his earlobes. His inked skin shines with sweats and his hips move in a manly swift yet, so... daring?! and all of a sudden, my nape is in heat as if I could feel his exhaustion on my own skin.

"Forever Twenty One is a very sexy song, isn't it?" A loud gasp escape my lips and I was pulled out of the trance. Tyler Scott is now standing on my side.