Feel Like Rockstar Novels & Stories

The crowd's expression goes from shock to an instant energy boost as they cheer and bounce around to the music. "But you don't really give a shit // You go with it, go with it, go with it // 'Cause, you're fucking crazy rock-n-roll." My eyes trail to Marcus, who's just as shellshocked, if not more. Grinning, I look him right in the eyes as I sing the next bit, "You said, 'Hey, // What's your name?' // It took one look // And now we're not the same // Yeah, you said, 'Hey', // And since that day // You stole my heart // And you're the one to blame."

he said again. Heat flew to my cheeks. I didn’t know why, but hearing him want to hear me sing made me want to disappear. I needed the ground to swallow me up. With the others, it was different. Sure, they were all rockstars, talented musicians in their own right, but with them it was just friends jamming. With Jax in the mix, it felt different. The pressure hit me again. The same kind of pressure that my father had always made me feel when he had paraded me and demanded I perform like a trained monkey.

It is somehow the most perfect thing she could wear. "You see, being a rockstar is great, but it's also shit a lot of the time. So much time on the road. Away from home. Makes a person lonely." The young female fans in the crowd "aww" at my pain. "I've met so many wonderful people since Black Flame hit the scene. Amazing fans, crew members, fellow musicians. I've had a lot of amazing experiences." My heart presses on the back of my tongue. "None of them have ever compared to a woman I met five years ago, before all..." I gesture to the set behind me and all the fans. "This."

Jacob lowered his eyes and said with a smile, "It feels good." Mike, "What?" "I'm almost thirty, and I haven't done much of what I want to do, so I want to give it a try." Jacob whispered, "But if I scare her, forget it." "…" "But I feel," Jacob rubbed his lower lip with his finger, remembered Ashley's reaction just now, and laughed aloud, "I'm still doing well."

I felt a wave of DÉJÀ VU I felt down My heart almost throbbing out of place My imagination going wide I feel my emotions disheveled My emotions trying to balance This weird feeling haunting me I keep praying vehemently I felt so low Happy at myself Disappointed with my feelings The feelings that refused to go away I feel so hopeless I need someone to trust with this secret Can I find one? I will keep waiting Waiting, controlling, and disciplining myself To keep this feeling at bay I pray in my heart To tell the right person

I juѕt wanted hіm tо bе happy doing something hе loved. “It’ѕ fіnе, Iz, maybe it mіght tаkе оff. I dоn’t knоw, but rосk bаndѕ аrе tеn a реnnу, еvеrуоnе іѕ оut there trуіng tо get noticed. I juѕt lіkе to dо it fоr thе enjoyment, I’m nоt looking for fаmе.”

Fred's stamina is second to none. I don't want to lose myself. I plucked, strummed until I tore the strings, I even almost slammed the bass guitar because of the extraordinary energy that enveloped the stadium. I stepped forward, placing one foot on the monitor speaker. Wow! I can see myself as cool as a metal bassist!

He was surprised. “I am not moving into rock just because I think it suits the songs I have written,” she replied, leaning her head back against the wall. A bead of sweat ran down the long column of her neck and disappeared into her cleavage, and he found himself tracking its journey avidly and enviously. “I prefer rock. I started in pop because that’s where they wanted me,” she pulled a face. “We all sell out to get in, don’t we?” “To an extent, yes,” he agreed. “Why Vice and I?”

It’s part of my self-care programme. “Let’s rock it, Tatey-Baby.” He turns his stereo on, Drake floods the speakers. It’s on a bit loud but I’m guessing Liam has smoked a joint and had another beer and is in full buzz mode. I leave it loud. If it makes him happy, then it makes me happy.

Maybe it was because of the tequila I drank. "How can you say that?" Rock seemed to have a ghostly smile on his lips when he said that. I rolled my eyes when I looked at him. "I do not know. I just feel." "I can't do anything if they like me. It's not my fault that I'm handsome, right?" he still asked. I crossed my arms across my chest. “Wow! You're so full of yourself, huh?" “Of course. I am Rock Redwood.” I just shook my head. I don't know why he brought me here. I looked up at the sky. There are many stars in the sky and it is very beautiful to see. Anyway, I relax. I took a deep breath and glanced at Rock.