where he went he could not stop the memories flowing, the desire to see her again.
His career had really started to take off, his fan base had nearly doubled and he was getting internationally recognised. It had been his dream come true, but he still felt a touch of sadness. He missed Stella and wondered why she had not called. Was it something he did? Was it the fame? He was glad to be back at the Gold Coast, he planned on tracking her down after the concert tonight. He found a place to live and had instructed his agent, Ben to base themselves from here for the time being, until he could sort out his relationship with Stella. Ben was reluctant at first, but knew Tristan was not himself of late, and he needed Tristan to be on his A game as his career depended on it.
“You ready Tristan?” Ben asked standing at the doorway of the dressing room.
Tristan stood, grabbing his guitar in one hand. “Yep, let’s do this.”
***
Stella and Claire stood amongst the crowded theatre. Thanks to Claire’s persistence they were tightly held next to each other, pushing their way to the front of the stage along with the other thousand or so people trying to do the same thing. Stella tried to focus on the stage, deep breathing to calm herself, as she listened to the crowd chanting his name. They screamed for him, as she watched as the stage lights circled the stage, anticipating his arrival. Then after a long anxious wait, the sound of his voice spoke through the speakers. Stella franticly searched the stage, her body tensing when she spotted him walking out from behind the side curtains. He stood confident and cool as he walked to the centre of the stage taking a seat on the stool. The crowd roared in screams, he looked over the stadium and grinned at the crowd’s response to his presence.
“I wrote this song only a few months ago and I’d like to share it with you all tonight,” Tristan happily said over the microphone, the crowd cheering at the sound of his voice.
“It’s about a girl I once met who stole my heart, and no matter what I do, I can’t get her out of my head. So here it is, my debut single called Forever Yours ,” Tristan calmly spoke as he started up the song, strumming his guitar while his backup band joined in.
Stella felt as though her heart had just stopped. Had she been so naïve in thinking she had meant something to him, when he had just announced to the whole crowd about a girl he had met. Could she have been more stupid? It was Tristan Woods here. Girls hang off his every word, wanting him, craving him.
She watched him as he started singing. She couldn’t be there. She couldn’t listen to him sing about another girl he was with. She glanced over at her sister who was too engrossed in his music. She took a step back, searching for a way out, and then a voice in her head told her to stop. Stop and listen to his words. When she did, she was breathless.
“…Little did I know you would steal my heart away,
And I’d be left here, yearning for more.
Wasn’t it you who once said,
Everything happens for a reason, accept it and move on.
If you’re not happy, then do something about it.
Well my beautiful girl,
I’m doing something about it, I’m taking a chance.
I’d do anything to hold you again,
To love you.
I’ll be your forever,
Forever yours, if you’ll have me.
Stella I’m yours.”
Stella felt the whole world disappear. All she could hear was his voice, all she could see was his face. He’d said her name, he’d sung about what she’d said to him the first night they’d met.
Suddenly she felt the crowd push her, Tristan was now up and singing around the stage, the closer he got to her the harder the crowd pushed.
She watched as Tristan continued singing, the crowd shoving with all their might. She tried to push against it, but it was no use. He stood now, but a few metres away from her, the crowd loving every moment, hanging off his every word. The stage