Superstar" Part One
Title: Superstar
Rating: PG-13 for LEGAL drinking...and swearing... don't drink underage kids... because tickets suck...and that has been your PSA.
Summary: Ian is a international pop star and wants to take a break from it for one night.
Previous Chapters: None ;P
A/N: Yeah I thought it was time to start another project.... it will be coming out like once a week or so.. but enjoy!♥Rae
Part One
I hate my life. Okay that is a bit melodramatic but... Everyone thinks that it is so great to be a superstar, but really it just sucks. I never get to make any of my own choices anymore. All I do is sit in my hotel room, car, or my bus. If I go out people maul me, no teenage girls maul me. I am always surprised how strong those girls are. They can tear a shirt in three seconds flat.
I should introduce myself. My name is Ian Hecox, the international singing sensation. I am known the world over for my golden pipes, but I don’t have a friend in the world. I mean I have people I like my coworkers, and my manager, but they are not people that I would like to go out to the bar and have a few drinks with.
It was my eyes. My bright blue eyes that made people recognize me. There were some days where I wished that I could just change their color with a thought. Then I remembered. I about a week ago I had bought colored contacts on a whim. I thought that they were just going to be something to have. I never thought about actually using them. But now they called to me like a siren’s song. I walked over to my bathroom and pulled out colored contacts. I put them in. My eyes were now a dark brown. Without my main facial feature I looked nothing like myself. I styled my dark hair in a new way and put a hat on. I went to my closet and pulled out clothes that were completely opposite my image, even though they were my personal taste. I made the rash decision. I was going to go out tonight. Okay maybe it wasn’t a rash decision since I spent an hour getting ready, but that is just a minor detail. I grabbed my keys and coat and walked out of my door.
There is one other thing about me I should share. I am gay. All of my family, friends and fans know it. If they want to judge me for it so be it. They didn’t have to listen to me anymore. I had a zero hater’s policy. I was going to fine the nearest gay bar and hope to god that no one recognized me. I haven’t gotten any action since my last boyfriend and I’ll admit I am horny as fuck. I don’t want a relationship I just want hot meaningless sex.
I pulled out my phone and activated the GSP system. I looked at it for a few min and saw that I was three blocks from the nearest bar that I was looking for. I stepped out into the night air and inhaled. It was great and crisp. I think that this was the first time in a long time that I had been outside by myself in years. I used a back entrance and walked around to the front to of the hotel. Like always there was the tent camp that seemed to follow me where ever I went. Not one girl even looked my way. I wasn’t the hip polished boy that they say on stage. I smiled to myself and walked away.
I got to the bar within a few minutes. I was feeling elated, then I saw the bouncer. Who was checking ids. Ids that have names on them. My name on them! How the hell was I going to get into the bar without alerting every gold digger in the place that I was there? My feet were still carrying me towards the queue and I took my place at the back of the line. Before I had a really plan of what to do if I was found out, I was at the front of the line showing the bouncer my id, praying to god that he had no idea who I really was.
Well, the gods must have been on my side because he looked at the date and slapped a wristband on me, and ushered me inside. The music was present and there were flashing lights from the dance floor, but it wasn’t over powering. One could easily hold a conversation at the bar or at one of the many booths scattered throughout the place. I motioned one of the very attractive bar tenders over to me and ordered a drink. I sat down at a booth in the back and just watched. I wasn’t brave enough yet to actually go out and interact with people yet. I needed more liquid courage before that would happen. For now I would be content to just watch the other patrons of the bar. Maybe do some ‘shopping’.
I scanned the bar. Most people had come in with a group, so far I was the only party of one in the bar. No one was really standing out to me. I mean there were some good looking guys here, don’t get me wrong, but there was no one that I needed to go talk to. My life would be fine if I didn’t know them.
Then he walked in.
Rating: PG-13 for LEGAL drinking...and swearing... don't drink underage kids... because tickets suck...and that has been your PSA.
Summary: Ian is a international pop star and wants to take a break from it for one night.
Previous Chapters: None ;P
A/N: Yeah I thought it was time to start another project.... it will be coming out like once a week or so.. but enjoy!♥Rae
Part One
I hate my life. Okay that is a bit melodramatic but... Everyone thinks that it is so great to be a superstar, but really it just sucks. I never get to make any of my own choices anymore. All I do is sit in my hotel room, car, or my bus. If I go out people maul me, no teenage girls maul me. I am always surprised how strong those girls are. They can tear a shirt in three seconds flat.
I should introduce myself. My name is Ian Hecox, the international singing sensation. I am known the world over for my golden pipes, but I don’t have a friend in the world. I mean I have people I like my coworkers, and my manager, but they are not people that I would like to go out to the bar and have a few drinks with.
It was my eyes. My bright blue eyes that made people recognize me. There were some days where I wished that I could just change their color with a thought. Then I remembered. I about a week ago I had bought colored contacts on a whim. I thought that they were just going to be something to have. I never thought about actually using them. But now they called to me like a siren’s song. I walked over to my bathroom and pulled out colored contacts. I put them in. My eyes were now a dark brown. Without my main facial feature I looked nothing like myself. I styled my dark hair in a new way and put a hat on. I went to my closet and pulled out clothes that were completely opposite my image, even though they were my personal taste. I made the rash decision. I was going to go out tonight. Okay maybe it wasn’t a rash decision since I spent an hour getting ready, but that is just a minor detail. I grabbed my keys and coat and walked out of my door.
There is one other thing about me I should share. I am gay. All of my family, friends and fans know it. If they want to judge me for it so be it. They didn’t have to listen to me anymore. I had a zero hater’s policy. I was going to fine the nearest gay bar and hope to god that no one recognized me. I haven’t gotten any action since my last boyfriend and I’ll admit I am horny as fuck. I don’t want a relationship I just want hot meaningless sex.
I pulled out my phone and activated the GSP system. I looked at it for a few min and saw that I was three blocks from the nearest bar that I was looking for. I stepped out into the night air and inhaled. It was great and crisp. I think that this was the first time in a long time that I had been outside by myself in years. I used a back entrance and walked around to the front to of the hotel. Like always there was the tent camp that seemed to follow me where ever I went. Not one girl even looked my way. I wasn’t the hip polished boy that they say on stage. I smiled to myself and walked away.
I got to the bar within a few minutes. I was feeling elated, then I saw the bouncer. Who was checking ids. Ids that have names on them. My name on them! How the hell was I going to get into the bar without alerting every gold digger in the place that I was there? My feet were still carrying me towards the queue and I took my place at the back of the line. Before I had a really plan of what to do if I was found out, I was at the front of the line showing the bouncer my id, praying to god that he had no idea who I really was.
Well, the gods must have been on my side because he looked at the date and slapped a wristband on me, and ushered me inside. The music was present and there were flashing lights from the dance floor, but it wasn’t over powering. One could easily hold a conversation at the bar or at one of the many booths scattered throughout the place. I motioned one of the very attractive bar tenders over to me and ordered a drink. I sat down at a booth in the back and just watched. I wasn’t brave enough yet to actually go out and interact with people yet. I needed more liquid courage before that would happen. For now I would be content to just watch the other patrons of the bar. Maybe do some ‘shopping’.
I scanned the bar. Most people had come in with a group, so far I was the only party of one in the bar. No one was really standing out to me. I mean there were some good looking guys here, don’t get me wrong, but there was no one that I needed to go talk to. My life would be fine if I didn’t know them.
Then he walked in.