Cursed by love

I sat on little stairs next to the stage. I didn´t realize that stairs lead to backstage. I was just sitting and writing songs. It was a lot of inspiration everywhere around me. I was so engrossed in thoughts, so I didn’t notice surroundings. Suddenly someone spoke to me, but I don´t know what was he talking about. I didn´t care. I slowly raised my head with eyes still on a notebook. „Have we known each other?“ I looked up and gasped. The tall, handsome man was standing in front of me. I recognized his face. I saw him like hundred times in each day. Not personally. Only on my screen and wall. I blushed a little bit. „It´s pity we don´t!“ he said with his perfect deep voice and a little smirk on light nice-shaped pink lips. "You don´t know me?“ Yes, I know you! I was looking at your photography all the time. Can I tell that? I think I will seem like an ordinary fan. And I don´t want it! So I was continued in our innocent game. „Should have I?“ I replied to the question. My friendly smile of a little girl appeared. He smiled and sat next to me. I wrote again. I was acting ridiculous. How many girls would want replace me and I think they don´t waste their time with writing, and they´d swiftly jump on the poor boy? I´m not crazy that way. I´m a fan, but I fan to his music, not his pale muscled body. „So, what are you doing here alone?“ he asked looking at my words of new lyrics. „I´m waiting for my boyfriend and kinda use my free time to writing.“ „May I?“ His incredible blue eyes looked deep into mine, and I handed him my notebook. He read it very carefully and from time to time little smirk appeared on him. He stopped on a page with a song that I wrote about six months ago when I was disappointed by a community in my hometown. „It´s great! How long are you writing?“ he asked me with attention. „Since September 2015...“ I was terrified of his opinion on my songs. He´s done it a long time, so he´s small professional, I think. „How old are you?“ Like really? Everything that you are interested in is my age? Come on! I looked to the ground and shyly said: „It was my fifteenth birthday five days ago...“ My answer obviously surprised him. „It´s incredible! So young girl has written such excellent songs. Don´t be shy, baby, you are brilliant.It cannot be the truth!„ I wish I could equal you when I was in your age. I wasn´t able to write bridges…“ Andy made jokes on himself what provoke my smile. He told it, and I believed in his every word. But I cannot deny I didn´t agree. „If you want to come round to my place tonight. My band and I can check on it! “ He took my pen and wrote me an address on the blank side of paper. I saw Tommy. I quickly stood and grabbed my stuff. „Thanks, Andy! I´ll come, so expect me!“ I told and ran towards my boyfriend. Andy was smiling all the time watching me leaving.
*Andy´s POV*
I was walking around and noticed some girl. I saw her before during my concert among the crowd. She was sitting on mini stairs to shark stage so inflamed into her work. I wondered what she´s doing. I walked towards her. „Hey! What´s up?“ I began a conversation. She didn´t notice me.Hmmm... „Have we known each other?“ I was trying to connect contact. Are you kidding girl? Doesn't she know me? She looked up. She´s got beautiful eyes. I saw in those blue something. Something different as in any others. I didn´t know how to reacted. The most talks with my fangirls are the same. They´re telling me how much they love me because I´ve saved their lives and other stuff. But now I wasn´t Andy a rock star I was me, for her only a stranger. „It´s pity we don´t!“ But somehow I didn´t believe her because she was there. I noticed she was a little bit blushing. „ you don´t know me?“ „Should have I?“ I kind of liked that game she was playing on me. But it was awkward communication. And apparently annoying for her. She continued to writing. I sat next to her. „So, what are you doing here alone?“ „I´m waiting for my boyfriend and kinda use my free time to writing.“ „May I?“ She handed me her notebook. And I started to read. She´s written a lot of songs. She´s superb! Her names of the songs are excellent. My attentions won song Masks have fallen. That song is brilliant and inspiring. She is talented! „It´s great! How long are you writing?“ „Since September 2015...“ She told it with fear and uncertainty in her deep sweet voice. „How old are you?“ „It was my fifteenth birthday five days ago...“ It surprised me. She was young. Honestly, she looks on 18. „It´s incredible! Such a young girl has written such excellent songs. Don´t be shy, baby, you are brilliant. I wish I could equal you when I was your age…“ And then I got a crazy idea. „If you want to come round to my place tonight. My band and I can check on it!“ I wrote her address on the empty list. Suddenly she stood and started to walk away. It was weird. But never mind. „Thanks, Andy! I´ll come, so expect me!“ She had told me before she left. I knew it! It was only a game. She didn´t say her name, but I know it thanks to her necklace. It´s Laurie.

Notes

Today I posted more chapters. I hope you´ll like it. :)