Crazy, that was the word for the crowd gathered for the concert. There were screaming like this was last day on earth. To say that I was surprised was an understatement, I was shocked. I had feelings for a star so big , who have millions and millions of cheering and loving fans. How can I compete with so many girls?

It was not like I was the first person he kissed, he had girls falling at his feet. But he did kiss me and it was no going back point for me. As weird as it sounds, I have never been kissed. THE Weston Hamilton took my first kiss but I didn't regret it, it was outwardly and amazing.

As I pushed past the crew members, I had a tiny sinking feeling now, I was in for a hurt and heartbreak. I had crushes before but never at this level.

"Elise, it is starting in fifteen minutes. God, I feel so pumped." Andrea said who apparently has never attended a live concert before.

"So am I." I answer her weakly.

Weston said he wanted to tell me something if I stayed after the concert. Why would I not stay? And what is it that he wanted to say if I stayed.

My phone buzzed and I was shocked. It was Weston, he was messaging me even now, he had fifteen minutes before he goes live.

Wish me luck sweetheart.-WH

And how do you propose I do that- ES

Do you even have to ask?-WH

I am not going to come and kiss you in front of your make-up and dressing team Hamilton. -_- ES

I was implying you just message me 'Good Luck'. –WH

Fine, I was just walking towards your dressing room to give you a kiss but now here Hamilton, 'GOOD LUCK' –ES

It was a surprise that now all my worries were gone and replaced by happiness and that was just chatting with him.

Stuart, you are challenging me?-WH

Shit, he take challenges very seriously. He might just walk out of the room and kiss me in front of freaking crew.

Ten Minutes left Weston, see you after concert. Seriously good luck Hamilton and when you are done, I might give you a kiss. ;-)-ES

I answered waving an imaginary white flag.

There was no answer but after few minutes my phone buzzed again.

Please Stay- WH

He wanted me stay after the concert. Now even if he did turn out to be a murderer I will stay. His two words made sure I would.

***

I was behind the stage as always but it was fun. The fans were going crazy right after Weston entered. Through the sides I was peeping and yeah I was starstruck. He was pure epitome of confidence and charm. He was glowing with energy and beauty.

Live Weston on stage was unnervingly gorgeous, enough to make my heart stop. I couldn't move my eyes away from him and this was first time a boy had that effect over me.

He sang his debut song, Little hearts and it was even more beautiful in real than it was on record. He had a wonderful melodic voice that effected each nerve in my body.

"He is a wonderful singer." I whispered to Andrea and Annalise.

But they didn't answer back so I turned to look where these two were. What I saw left me shocked. I have heard Weston sing live for a short while, in the charity ball but then his eyes were on me and mine were on his like today so I might not have noticed.

Now I saw Andrea and Annalise were smiling fondly and their heads swayed from side to side. They were not listening to me and just saw the performing Weston. It was weird to see them this way. And then it clicked, the crowd that was yelling like crazy were now humming in unison. I stepped closer to stage and peeped out to see the crowd, they were dazed, hypnotized like crew members and my friends around me,

It looked like they were not in their right minds and if Weston asked them to jump in an ocean then they would do so willingly.

There was something wrong with the whole thing and I was too stunned to look at the situation before my eyes.

The act ended and Weston came down, to change his outfit, everyone went back to normal. They were laughing and worrying and running around to keep up with the deadline for next stage appearance.

Weston eyes met mine and he gave me a pained smile. I had questions, I had doubts and worries but Weston thought that I will be scared away or run away after concert because he didn't knew that I liked him. These weird things will not make me run away.

***

An hour and a half later the concert was done. Each time whenever Weston sang live, the crowd and others listening to him was mesmerised and in a trance. It was almost unsettling and magical to see this.

As soon as he get down from stage, Weston didn't even bother about the dozen of people around us, he grabbed my wrist and pulled me along. I allowed him to drag me, myself curious for answers. He brought us to his dressing room and closed the door behind us.

"Can I get kiss now?" He asked with a pleading look.

"When you explain what happened out there?" I asked strengthening my resolve even after Weston looking sexy in his black vest and ripped denim jeans.

"So you did remain unaffected." He said and engulfed me in a crushing hug.

He sighed as if a burden lifted from his chest.

I was drowning , again, in his touch, in his hug and it was great on his part that he moved apart.

"What did you see?"" He asked softly.

"The crowd." I said trying to convey my confusion through my words.

He inhaled sharply and raked his fingers through his hair. He paced a little here and there like trying to find right words to say. What the hell was the big secret?

"Hamilton, I am here right. Now keep your promise." I encouraged him in my own weird way.

He looked up and I saw the look of defeat in his eyes.

"I am Pied Piper." He said the words like a whisper, like he was disgusted.

It made no sense.

"You are what?"I asked as incredulously as I felt.

"Pied Piper or that is what my mother told me. There is always a musical prodigy, there was musician who could make rain through his music and then we know about a musician who created a freaking fan wave. Every once in a while, the legends continues and there is Pied Piper." He explained not meeting my eyes.

Pied Piper for those of you who don't know is a children story that tells us of a boy that had a flute through which he enchanted rats and cleaned a rat infested town. But in the end he charmed the town's kids and took them away from his parents. His flute music had magic that hypnotized people.

And Weston tells me he is fucking Pied Piper.

"Is this your idea of revenge Hamilton?" I asked in a stiff tone.

"As far as I know it was your turn now." He answers dryly.

"I am the Pied Piper, my musical talent is not some talent Elise. You were right for hating me. Because I just gather fans with this stupid magic trick that my voice holds. You said my lyrics suck, you know why. Because at first I started writing them with meaning and feeling.

But then when I saw that no one even bothered with them, they just listened to anything I sing no matter how crappy it was. I was just doing just for sake of doing it, for sake of my father. I had no interest left being a musician ....well...and I was breaking contracts with all the companies and then you came along." He answered with a smile remembering a fond memory.

"What did I do?" I asked still confused and not sure his story was true.

He was joking with me , he had to.

"You hated me Stuart, when no one hated me. You were refreshing change from my infinite number of fans that I didn't even earn through my talent. Sometimes I did try to give up and vanish thinking I had no real talent at all." He said in a self disgusted tone.

"You are talented Hamiton, trust me when I say, I have never heard a more beautiful voice than yours." I defend him.

I give me a small smile.

"When I sing, the crowd is hypnotized, just like it happened with Pied Piper. If I sing and ask them to kill themselves they will do that." His head was hung in shame.

He was breathing heavily as if it took lot of effort on his part to tell me all this to me.

Was I the only one who was not affected? And now I understood why no one ever hated him.

"So, how long still you feel disgusted and ashamed of me and ask me never to show my face to you." He asked, sounding worried, sad and...broken.

So that's what he thought. If I knew his secret , reason behind his fan following , reason for his stardom, he thought that I will hate him. No, I didn't. I was surprised, yes, I was going to kick his ass for being so cocky about the whole being a player thing and doubting his amazing voice.

But I was not running away.

"Till I see you flirting or kissing other girl Hamilton, I am not running away." I answered calmly.

But he needed to give me more answers and I was still waiting him to say, just kidding.

For now I forget everything , when a big smile formed on his face slowly.

"Sweet heart, there is no other girl for me besides you." He said breathing out the words with happiness and ....love?

I had to remind myself he can't possibly someone like me with so many million fan girls and sexy models around him. Love is a really long shot.

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Important chapter :)

The concert is done, and so is the confession of his secret by Weston.

So how was it? Should he still get a kiss ;)

He already hates himself, I can't possibly make the only girl in his life hate him. I am nice like that! XD

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