Star Kiss

Chapter 5

We pulled up at the parking lot of a red brick building on twelfth avenue. Pacha is one of those New York's nightclubs where Penelope and I would go drunk, after visiting the other clubs nearby. Because it isn't one of the best.

The driver in a black suit opened the door for us and we clambered out. As soon as I got out of the car, I was met by blinding flashlights of cameras and screaming fans. I was amazed by how many people came to the back door for David. More than five hundred fans and reporters were screaming and crying, taking pictures and reaching with their hands through men in black -who I assumed were bodyguards with stern faces as if they were made of stone- to touch David. Suddenly I felt jealousy coming back, so many women were dying to see, touch him. They were all young and beautiful, he could have any.

"I feel like a pop star right now" Penelope yelled over the screams, brushing her fingers through her ginger curls.

"You sure look like one" I winked at her.

"Thanks to your clothes" she returned the wink.

We were escorted by a few bodyguards into the back door through a dimly lit hall, to a small entrance with a black curtain for a door. I could tell we were back stage by the noise coming through the curtain.

A bald man covered in tattoos, dressed in black and a headphone in his ear came in the room and whispered something in Davids ear. David gave him a brief nod and the man left shortly.

"Fuck!" Jay stuck his head through the curtain. "This place is packed."

"Really?" David asked unsure, biting his nails. His grey eyes anxious.

Jay raised an eyebrow at him as if asking 'really?' "You can check out for yourself."

"Are you nervous?" I asked David, watching him.

He nodded, brushing off strands of hair falling on his forehead. Christ, I want to run my hands through his hair. It looked so smooth and soft, so hot on him. The style he was wearing -large dark blonde curls brushed upwards and to the side- was rediculously sexy, I couldn't imagine his hair in any different way.

"I thought you were used to this" Penelope said.

"Usually it's not only me out there, but Levi as well"

"Who's Levi?" I asked

"A friend of mine, he's a Dj like me. We perform together."

"Where is he?"

"In Miami"

"So what?" Penelope rolled her eyes. "You'll do fine without Levi, Jay tell him."

Jay nodded, agreeing with her. David didn't look like he needed someone by his side.

"Ah shit!" Penelope cursed staring at her phone. "The bitch is here"

"Patricia?" I furrowed my brows in confusion. She could only call Patricia that, the title was validated by Pat herself. Even thou we were hanging at parties together, we disliked each other.

"No," she rolled her eyes and said sarcastically. "The female dog."

After a brief silence she rolled her again and held her Iphone in front of my face, so close I had to take a step back. I laughed when I saw it. On her phone's screen was a picture of Patricia on Instagram and three of her friends, under it the description said: 'Selfie with bitches at Pacha, Dj Dis' party' and thousands of hashtags. Their tongues stuck out and eyes rolled, looking really drunk.

Not every picture is called a selfie, and what's with people hashtaging every single word they know?

"Speaking of the bitches... Here she comes" Jay said looking behind us at the hall we came from.

We spun around to find who he was talking about. Anna jogged on her heels squealing once she saw David and of course she threw her hands at him. Why was I feeling like murdering someone? To be specific... Murdering her.

"Thank God you're still here" she kissed his cheek leaving a stain of red lipstick on it. He seemed shocked and irritated by her affection. "I thought I was late, I came to wish you luck babe"

Again that word 'babe'. I folded my arms across my chest, annoyed. Penelope gave me a knowing look, that said: 'I know your jealous'. I pretended not to notice.

"Are you done?" David asked Anna a little harshly.

"One more 'good luck kiss'" she insisted and kissed him on his lips.

I instantly turned away, staring at the floor. It's so beautiful, black marble.

"Ow" I heard Anna whine in pain.

Looking up at her I saw her rub her upper arm, glaring at David. Did he punch her? Probably not, because Penelope was barely containing her laugh.

"I was just being nice" she said in her annoying voice. "Didn't you say you wanted me to be nice?"

"That was when we were together," he reminded her, giving her a tight smile. "We're over now, don't you think it's a little too late?"

"But-" She was cut off by a man who entered the room.

"Ten minutes till the show" the bald man covered in tattoes said.

"Ladies," Jay smirked, his blue eyes sparkling. "The dance floor is waiting." He snaked his arm around my waist and the other arm around Penelope's, leading us to the hall.

"Oh wait" I said, stopping. Not really sure of my thoughts, but I desperately wanted to do that. "You go ahead, I'll catch up with you guys."

Penelope and Jay gave me a puzzled look and asked. "Are you sure?"

I nodded.

"Ann" Jay called out with an extended arm, gesturing for her to come with them. "Come on"

She hesitated a moment, looking dubious between me and David. "Am I seeing you after the show?" She gazed up at him.

"Not tonight" he shook his head lightly. "I have to take Alexandra back to her apartment... And Penelope."

"Oh... Okay" she smiled sadly. But she wasn't slow in recovering. Holding her head up high, she grinned and joined Penelope and Jay, who patiently waited. But before that, she gave me a look. And I swear if looks could kill, I'd be sprawling on the floor right now. But I still felt really bad for her, she didn't actually look like a 'psychopathic bitch', but a heartbroken woman.

As soon as David and I were left alone I took steps toward him, closing the distance between us I stopped when we were only inches apart. His beautiful grey eyes watched me with anticipation, my heart was pounding in my chest. The air around seemed to heat up. David leaned in, leaving our faces only a breath apart. He was going to kiss me I knew. I blushed, a giggle escaping my body as I leaned back, making him growl. He was startled by that.

"What are you doing?" He breathed.

"Wiping the lipstick off your face" I grinned, biting my lip. Reaching with my thumb I wiped the red strain off his soft cheek, left by Anna. All the while his eyes never leaving me. Then I pretended to be confused, but the grin wouldn't leave my face. "What did you think?"

He heaved a sigh, shaking his head. Thou he pretended to act cool, his eyes were amused.

"It's time" someone said and I looked back. It was the same man with tattoos.

David gave a curt nod and turned his gaze on me.

Before he did or said anything I wished him a "Good luck" and hurried to the hall. Leaving him heaving a sigh again and giggle lowly.

I would definitely not kiss him. I liked the teasing. But fuck, how I wanted to feel his lips on mine.