Rockstar Mania: A Rockstar Saga Excerpt

Chapter 1

In Portland, Oregon many great singers are discovered this happened to my best friend Andy Avalon.

I wake up early in the morning, automatically pulling my phone from the charging outlet heading to the bathroom. The sound of music in the background I played his lately album Heart First all night. His voice sooths me, like a mom singing to a newborn. When I get up from the toilet flushing I stand up taking a few brief steps to wash my hands. After which I turn off the sink knob yawning as I dry my hands.

I walk downstairs with my phone in hand turning on my playlist first thing I do is make coffee. While it brews, I walk in my office just off the kitchen turning on my desktop. I sit down in my office checking my social media accounts.

The sound of the buzzing from the coffee maker woke me from a social media haze happy I got coffee. I stood up leaving my computer monitor on taking my phone with me.

The thought of Andy on my mind, I wonder what he is doing right now. I check the date, counting the days until my birthday two weeks. God it's going to be so special Halloween themed birthday, on the day of Halloween.

The sound of "hedwig's theme song" places as I open the cupboard to reach for a coffee cup. When I close the cupboard door I glance at the caller ID oh god Andy. I answer my phone excited, the feeling of talking to him just brings back a lot for me.

"Hey girl, are you excited for your birthday." His voice sounded so husky.

"Oh god yeah, huge birthday the big 2-4." I squeal with excitement.

The soft laughter I could hear make me feel radiate inside. The sadness came when I thought he would never show up for my birthday.

My pouting started when he said, "I have some bad news to tell you I will be starting my world tour tomorrow."

The sadness was unbearable for me. I couldn't imagine seeing him on my birthday so I kept my feelings inside.

"Oh it's okay it's no probably Andy."

I could hear the disappointment in his voice, "I'm truly sorry Lizzie."

When the phone disconnected, tears rolled down my cheeks and I wipe them away quickly.

Maybe I should just cancel the party all together. I can't do that.

It's just so disappointing he never misses my birthday no matter if work gets in the way for him. Yes, slowly I'm becoming a successful author. Making the top 2 on Amazon best seller list. But I couldn't do what he did for the first time in all of my life.

More tears rolled down my cheeks. How could he just dismiss my feelings he never misses my birthday. He flies into town for like a month staying with me in the guest bedroom. But I never even told him how I feel.

Shortly after my ring tune starts again, I look at the caller ID "Andy."

I wipe my eyes and gather composure, "Hi what's up."

He could always tell when I was sad he could see through my sadness.

"Are you crying?" He sounds concerned.

"No, I'm not crying." I lied I didn't want him to pass on this opportunity.

"You know your a bad liar right Liz." His voice sounded a matter of fact tone.

My frowning and feelings deepened so hard to the core in my heart. All I wanted is to see him. How could I let my emotions get the best of me? As both of us speak, in the background I hear my doorbell ring.

"I'm sorry Andy I have someone at my door."

"By all means after the door."

I stood up taking my phone with me, "you're right, it is very disappointing."

I open the door without hesitation looking up and my heart sunk to the ground. I saw him then I jump into his arms felt so great seeing him.

"I thought you said you couldn't make it, what are you doing here?" My voice sounded squeaky with excitement.

"I wanted to surprise you honey, it's been to long. We are still doing our usual month. I am sorry I didn't tell you I just wanted to surprise you." His voice sounded almost almost in despair.

As I attempt to pick up his suitcase he resisted, "I know where the guest bedroom is sweetie. I got this. Do you need anything fixed the kitchen sink?"

I think for a moment and nod, he smiles saying against his breath, "okay let me get dressed into something better I will see what's going on. If we need any supplies we can go to Home Depo or Walmart?"

I nod, "Okay sounds great. It's great to have you here Andy."

He smiles pulling me into his arms a tall feminine man with the voice of lead vocalist in Van Halen he puts you in the mind of.

I rest my head on his chest the feeling of having him with arms folded around me feels wonderful.

A soft sigh comes out when I feel blow soft air on my neck giving me chills run down my spine.

"Are you okay sweetie? Are you cold?" His voice his husky with the desire I never hurt before.

"No, I just missed your, um touch." My voice sounds shaky.

As I feel his lips press against my forehead and chest it becomes to much and all I desire right now is his touch. Who knows if he actually feels the same way as I do.

"I should go upstairs go about your own routine, sweetie."

As I step away from he I glance down as he picks up his suitcase heading upstairs. I walk over to the front door closing it automatically locking it. Turning around I had back to the kitchen making my first cup of coffee.

I look out the kitchen window blowing on hot cup and then take my first sip. As I feel this electric charge surging inside of me and my love of coffee expands.

As I keep drinking my coffee looking outside a chill moves down my spine when I listen to him speak ot me from behind.

"Oh god coffee may i?"

I grin proud at his question, "Help yourself this is your home too."

His cute cocky grin made me feel something I never felt before towards my best friend.

As he stands closer to be me next to the coffee pot opening a half a cup adding our favourite coffee creamer he takes his first sip as well.

"You look so cute in your pajamas, sweetheart. I could just eat you up."

I bet you could eat me up, and out too sexy. I wish you could softly lick my love temple. Lick the cherry inside work your away around the lips. Tease me, make feel things I never felt with any lover. As my imagination thinks wild sexual thoughts I look over to him who is looking slowly up and down my physique.

I turn my head after taking another sip of my cup of coffee. I let out a sigh with a smile on my face.

As he turns around to face me, "Hey Liz?"

"Yes?"

"Before I check on the faucet in the kitchen do you wanna go upstairs with me?" When Andy asked me this I gasp.

As my eyes look up and down, "I thought you would never ask."

As both of us go upstairs we head to my bedroom. I let him explore my bedroom something we need more times then once. Talk for hours, it seemed to never end for me.

"You are such a free spirit honey it's something to be proud of. Messy bed though let me take your tea cup and tray downstairs, Lizzie." He smiles fondly and walks over to my bed picking up the tray and heads downstairs.

I step closer to the window looking out autumn is upon us. And it's like Portland always seems to become colder then most places. Then again I've been to Central Ohio and it's colder there because the weather gets the side effect of whatever Canada receives.

My smile is soft when I feel his arms wrap around me from behind.

"Hi what are you thinking about?"

"Believe it or not the weather getting colder here? How it becomes lonely? A few years ago we used to be roommates then you became a workaholic about producing music after getting discovered."

"Ah so, you are thinking about everything aren't you?"

"Mhm, why you ask?"

His hands glide down my waist pulling me closer. I softly gasp in surprise.

"Because how would you feel if I were on the road less and been here more?"

As his hands glide down further touching my butt squeezing.

"Do you want me to come home to you?"

My cheeks become warm and I nod, "I do, your my best friend and I miss you so much."

As his hands move up to my hips he turns me around.

"We've known each other for years Lizzie and I want more then just a friendship..."

That's all for now this is an excerpt for a Rockstar Mania: A Rockstar Saga writing process will begin in the Q3 of my writing project year.