Dangerously In Love
By Kayla
Note: If it is illegal in your area to view such material or if you are under legal age to view such material, please leave. Any mention of celebrities in the story is not to be taken seriously, as it is only a figment of my imagination. Any real places or real events in this story are once more, just a coincidence and not to be taken seriously as they are completely fictional. All songs are copyrighted by their respected artists and companies. Thank you and enjoy.
Chapter 1: A New Beginning in the Lights of Fame
I stare out the window as the plane beings its descent into New York. I let out a deep sigh as I remember that this was a new beginning, a new life. I had earned a full-ride scholarship to New York University and I was really thrilled. I hadn't wanted to ask my parents for money to go to college and since I was getting a scholarship, there was no need for me to ask them. You see, I had grown up without knowing the meaning of love really; both of my parents worked 14-hours shifts as both were doctors and they came home when I was asleep and left before I got up. I rarely ever saw them, so I grew up knowing only the affection of my friends and my maid.
My friends though turned against me when I told them I was gay. With that one word, ten years of our friendship flew out the window. Sure, no one gave me any trouble for it because they knew better. I was the karate champion under our region and could easily take on people twice my size without breaking the slightest sweat. Miriam, our maid, always stayed with me though. Whenever I would cry myself to bed, she was always there, often crying with me. To this day, I still call her madre. My parents eventually found out that I was gay and they were furious. They kicked me out of the house but they knew they had to care for me. It would have been bad for the family name if they had just thrown me out. True, it was already bad that I was gay, but then again, it was better than their friends finding out that they had thrown me out, because their friends had really taken on a liking to me, and most still liked me even though they knew I was gay. One even came to talk to me one day, and he told me that if I ever needed any help with anything, to call him.
I called him, Calvert, countless times and he helped me though each one. He was the only one that knew that my parents hated me, for everyone else thought they still cared for me because when we were in public, they were all so loving to me. I only acted the part because I didn't want their careers to go down the drain. I mean, they hated me but that didn't mean I hated them too, I still loved them because they were my parents. They just never saw it. When I entered high school, I kept training until I became one of the best karate students in the nation. I was to go to the world tournament when I turned eighteen and I couldn't wait. Odd as it may seem, I'm not eighteen yet since I had skipped two grades, so I was still sixteen and on my way to college. But that was only half of it. The other half of me loved to sing and dance. And I practiced that every night. No one except madre heard me sing. I never sang to anyone except her, it was the one thing that no one could take from me. No one. Madre told me that I would be great, that I would become a great singer one day. She always told me that I would be great, but I always wondered. But right before I left for college, she made me promise. She made me promise that I would never let any one stop me from my dreams, and that at least once, I would sing for a group of people. She wouldn't let me leave until I told her yes, so I had no choice.
I'm snapped back to reality as I hear the sign belt noise ding and the symbol light up. Over the intercom, they inform us that we would be landing in about ten minutes. Suddenly, my stomach was filled with butterflies. The young girl sitting next to me grasps her mom tight and I smile.
"Mom, are we nearly there?" she asks in a frightened voice.
"Of course honey. We're almost there. Everything is going to be ok." A jinx, that's all I have to say for that for right after those words left her mouth, the airplane started to shake terribly. The intercom came over once more and they informed us that we were on the edge of a coming storm and we would need to pull back up. Try as they did, the higher we went, the stronger the turbulence seemed to get. The girl sitting next to me started to bawl her eyes out. I felt very sorry for her but I wondered what I could do. The mother tried in vain to keep her clam but when her own voice reflected anxiety, how could it soothe the child's fears? All around me in that airplane, people were getting worried, the elderly sniffling, the young children crying, the parents trying to calm them down. The air hostesses were having a ball trying to keep everything calm.
"Mommy, sing me a song. Please?" It broke my heart when I heard her small voice; it was in so much fear. "Mommy, pwease, sing me a song." The mother only shook her head as she herself started to cry and pulled her daughter close to her. I looked down into my lap and found my CD player. Music, the one thing that calmed my nerves. Just maybe, it would do the trick. I flagged by an air hostess and she looked at me desperately. I gave her the CD and told her to put it over the intercom, track four. She looked at me questioningly and I merely whispered to her that it would calm the people down. She smiled at me thankfully and rushed to put it in.
The soft music started up and closed my eyes and took a deep breath, might as well fulfill my promise to madre right now, right here.
Oh, thinking about all our younger years
There was only you and me
We were young and wild and free
Now nothing can take you away from me
We've been down that road before
But that's over now
You keep me coming back for more
I kept my voice steady as the emotions inside me wanted to break out. I could feel everyone's eyes on me as I sang along. The girl next had stopped crying to look at me and her mother was staring at me, unsaid feelings of thanks emitting from her eyes.
Baby, you're all that I want
When you're lying here in my arms,
I'm finding it hard to believe
We're in heaven
And love is all that I need,
And I found it there in your heart
It isn't too hard to see
We're in heaven
Tears slowly began to leak out of my eyes as the song started to take toll on me. This was the madre's favorite song and thus, the song I choose to calm the nerves of the people on this plane down. Madre always told me that the song was so peaceful and soothing, and my voice only emphasized it.
Oh, once in your life you find someone
Who will turn your world around
Pick you up when your feeling down
Now nothing could change what you mean to me
There's a lot that I could say
But just hold me now
Cause our love will light the way
Almost everyone at this point had stopped crying and some even started humming along. My plan was working, the tension had been broken and some had even forgotten the turbulence outside. Speaking of it, the turbulence was gone and I once more felt the plane descending.
Baby you're all that I want
When you're lying here in my arms,
I'm finding it hard to believe
We're in heaven
And love is all that I need,
And I found it there in your heart
It isn't too hard to see
We're in heaven
While I was singing, the plane was definitely descending but not many, if any at all, seemed to notice this fact as most had closed their eyes. I wiped my moist eyes and the remaining tears on my cheek as I though back happily to madre. I really do hope she is ok.
I've been waiting for so long
For something to arrive
For love to come along
Now our dreams are coming true
Through the good times and the bad
I'll be standing there by you
As the song was coming to a close, I felt the plane touch down and the friction of the plane was felt although the gentle humming as the plane slowed down was the only thing heard as the music was blotting around the screeching of the wind as it came to an end.
Baby you're all that I want
When you're lying here in my arms
I'm finding it hard to believe
We're in heaven
And love is all that I need,
And I found it there in your heart
It isn't too hard to see
We're in heaven
Oh, Oh
Oh, Oh
We're in heaven
Heaven copyrighted by DJ Sammy and Yanou
As the song finished, I heard a chorus of claps and many wows. The intercom once more came alive as the pilot announced our safe landing and apologies for the turbulence experienced earlier. As everyone passed where I was by, they thanked me and shook my hand. The mother held out her hand to me and gave me a firm handshake.
"Young man, I do not know your name nor even your age nor your destination. But whatever it is, never give up your singing. It is beautiful, not at all like the music I hear nowadays. You music is pure and real, touching the very hearts and emotions. Never give that up, no matter what you hear. You helped my daughter and I in ways I cannot even start to thank you for. Not only that, but you helped everyone else on this place. Thank you." She once more gave me a handshake and surprisingly pulled me into a hug. It had been so long since I felt a hug from someone other than madre. It was comforting and I gratefully returned it. With that accomplished, she left and I stood up. The air hostess came up to me and handed me back my CD.
"Mr. Kratos, our pilot would like to talk to you," she said with a reassuring smile. I smiled back and headed up to the cockpit to find the pilot and co-pilot standing there.
"Mr. Kratos, I don't know how to thank you. You kept these people calm and sane at a crucial time when even our attendants were having a difficult time. On behalf of American Airlines, we thank you."
"It was my pleasure, sir." I smiled shyly and headed off to pick up my luggage. After about forty-five horrible minutes of patiently going through the airport, I flagged down a cab and headed off the college. My new life.
I entered the door and quickly located the reception desk and a huge waiting line. Just my luck, I grumpily trudge my luggage which consists of my backpack and my one suitcase to the end of the line. I overhear the girl ahead of me talking.
"Did you hear? The new club opened up yesterday and their looking for bartenders. They said the already had three ready, but were looking for another one." She finished excitedly.
"What club?" asked the other girl. At that precise moment, someone bumped into me and we both went tumbling to the ground and I never heard the girl finish. I found myself staring at a very beautiful girl.
"Oh, I'm so sorry. Are you ok?" She helped me quickly until a smile broke out on her face. "My name's Katherine, Kathy for short, but my friends call me Kat."
"So which one should I call you?" I smiled widely as I let her take my hand in a handshake.
"Kat will do. And yours? Or should I just call you Angel?" I laughed loudly at that and she giggled.
"My name is Phobeus." Phobeus Kallias Kratos to be precise. And I'm very proud of that name. It's the name of my grandparents and although they died before I go to know them, madre told me they were wonderful people and they would have been proud of me. In all actuality, and in Greek, my name has a very significant meaning. Broken up, it means purity, beauty, and power, but combined, madre told me that my grandparents meant it to mean, a beautiful and pure power. Corny? Maybe. Mine? Oh yes.
"Phobeus? That's such a wicked name." I raised my eyebrows at her choice of terms. One for the fact that I had never heard a girl use the term wicked, and the irony of comparing Phobeus, which meant pure, to wicked. "What? Can't a girl say wicked?" I merely laughed and shook my head no.
"Well of course you can. But that's not why I'm laughing, well not the only reason?" She shot me a teasing smirk and asked me to tell her why then. "No it's corny." She struck her finger into my chest and poked me.
"Look here freshman. I here am a junior and deserve much more respect." I kept a blank face and bent down on one knee and took her hand and gently kissed it.
"Is there anything my queen would like?" I asked in the most sweetest and innocent tone I could muster.
"Ice cream. Quickly, servant." We both cracked up laughing and she looked at me again and we both burst into another fit of laughs. By now, everyone was staring at us but I really didn't care. "Actually yes. I was going to a club tonight to work and the guys there are completely boring. You my good friend seem like someone who can carry on a conversation without the words, sex, pussy, and fuck in them. I like you already." At that I smiled but shook my head.
"Sorry Kat no can do. I'm too young." She looked at me with puzzled eyes.
"Watcha man too young? Eighteen years is the minimum age."
"I know. That's why I can't. I'm only sixteen." That obviously floored her as she looked at me again.
"Now that you mention it, you don't seem eighteen at all. You still have that irresistible innocence around you. But I'll be, sixteen and in college. Not just any college but NYU. Damn boy, you must be good."
"Well I don't know about being good, I mean after all, naughty is what my best friend called me." That sent her laughing again and she smiled at me, but it was a different sort of smile. I looked into her eyes and I knew she thought it weird that I would say best friend and figured I didn't have any parents.
"I'm sorry. About your," I cut her off before she could proceed.
"No, don't be. My parent's aren't dead; they just don't care for me." I could see once more she was at a loss for words. Something I'm guessing rarely ever happened to her. "They say the eyes are windows to the soul, I just know how to read them well." She just shook her head and smiled back at me.
"Well I'll be damned. Not only are you drop-dead gorgeous and a charmer, but your talented. My, my, if only you were a few years older." To that I smirked and answered:
"Oh baby, that ain't the only thing I'm talented in." She looked at me with shocked eyes before she got my innuendo and once more burst out laughing.
"Your definitely a keeper." I looked hesitantly at her; the moment of truth had arrived. Should I tell her? Well, I had always promised to myself that I would live a truthful and honest life. No one was going to make me do something I didn't want and I wasn't about to stop being the real me just because someone wasn't going to like it.
"Kat, I'm gay." Before she could answer, I turned around and walked up to the now empty registrar's desk. I couldn't bear the expression she would have on her face, the twisted expression if hate and disgust, couple with rage. Before I was able to get a few feet, Kat had managed to grab my arm and twist me around.
"Oh Phobeus, I don't care if your gay. I wouldn't care if you were asexual, as long as your my friend. Please?" I looked from her hand on my arm to her eyes and I could see the sincerity in them.
"Do you really want to be my friend? I mean, I'm only sixteen after all, and if you were to try and have sex with me, it would be illegal." She laughed again and hugged me tight. Two hugs in a single day? Madre would be proud.
"You have no idea Phobeus. So what say you lets get you unpacked and settled in. We'll see what we can do about your age for the club. Oh and one thing, I'll see if you say the same thing when your in my bed later this week my dear." This time it was me who laughed. I started to think that college was going to be great.
"Name?" the boring sound of the registrar met my ears.
"Phobeus Kallias Kratos. ID number 204-9834-29."
"You'll be in room number 44 in building A. Oh and Mr. Kratos, this came for you in the mail and I was told to give it to you." I looked skeptically at her and the envelope and recognized the writing. Calvert had sent me a letter, but why? I quickly opened it up and some keys fell out. I picked up and continued to read the small letter.
Dear Phobeus,
How are you dear boy? I hope you get this before you get packed in and everything. Call me afterwards, ok? Just think of this as a graduation gift that you should have gotten but never did. And I don't accept no for an answer. Enjoy it dude, and don't break too many hearts. Either with your looks, personality, voice, or the way you move. But I think you'll do it anyway. Take care of yourself. You need to head to the correct dealer to get your car.
Love,
Calvert.
I closed the letter and smiled to myself. Calvert was always close to me and I knew he would have done something like this. I looked at the keys and I noticed the BMW logo.
"Looks like someone just got lucky! Lets go pick up the baby now. I'll drive you there." I could tell by Kat's voice she was excited. She must have been reading the note over my shoulder, but then again, I'm not overly tall, but not short either.
"Don't you think we should unpack first?" I added the we in there hoping she would help. Either she didn't hear or was glad to help because she just started dragging me to my building. After going outside and through a maze of paths that I'll need to get readjusted to, we made it room number 44 in building A. I opened the door and stepped into the room. It seemed that my roommate hadn't come in yet as everything was untouched. I decided to talk the half of the room nearest to the balcony, as we were in the highest part of building A. I set my suitcase down and opened it. Piles of clothes came out of the thing and I started to hang them up. Kat would put them on the hanger, and I would hang them up. We finished about an hour later and the right side of the room looked cozy and like home to me. Pictures of madre and Calvert were on my desk. My backpack had found its home underneath the desk whereas all my clothes were in the closet and my dresser. A simple, blue comforter covered my bed which housed a contrasting off white bed sheet. The bathroom was rather large, considering we, my roommate and I, would be sharing it with the adjoining room. I had already placed all my stuff at a small cabinet in the bathroom. It was home for now.
"Ready honey. We need to go pick up your car and then go shopping." At the mention of shopping I looked up at her and gave her the classical raising of the eyebrows. "Babe, you seriously need new clothes. I'm not letting you keep your true beauty hidden by those awful sweaters and horrendous shirts."
"Hey now, those are the things I wore. Be nice to them, they were nice to me." She just laughed at me.
"That maybe so, but I am taking you to shopping. No questions asked. And you will but some decent clothes." I just laughed and said ok. We both headed off to her building, and another maze of sidewalks ensued until we finally made it to her car, parked outside. It was a nice Lexus RX-330. I commented and she said that her parents were very rich. "But that doesn't mean I'm a snob Phobeus." I looked at her and saw the sincerity of that in her eyes.
"I know Kat. Your eyes betray much." She looked silently back at me until she unlocked the doors and we both got in. Somehow, she knew the directions so I just sat back and watched the sight.
"It's gonna be a wile. It's like a forty-five minute drive. Sit back and relax. Pop in one of the CDs I have, choose whichever." I looked through her CD collection and found one that caught my eye. My eyes bulged when I saw it and I looked up her at in awe. She had my favorite song. I quickly popped it in and played track eight. When the music started to blast through the speakers, something just happened to me and I started to just hum along. Soon enough, when the voice started, so did mine.
Is anybody home in there?
I unexpectedly dropped by your heart
I simply wanted you to hear
The cry of my love's never ending start
Impossibly escaping you
And circumstances never stand a chance
So intrigued by the things you do
Through my eyes I envisioned you
Your love protects my every move
My life swings to your heart beats
My everlasting love is simply deep
In seconds it's been timeless
When I'm with you, time seems to take a rest
No routines ever lay with us
'Cause everything is new, when you're in love
So delighted that you feel the same
You say with me you're never liable to pain
Never love another again
Through my eyes I envisioned you
Your love protects my every move
My life swings to your heart beats
My everlasting love is simply deep
As I lay you in the midst of all gone in creation
As I hold, can only think of you
And you really are so wrong every mobile run
And I never sleep, without an endless dream
Our love is so simple deep
Between you and me!
So simply deep, oohh - ooo
Simply Deep copyrighted by Kelly Rowland
As I opened my eyes as the song came to a rest, I could tell Kat was staring at me. I looked at her and she was just staring at me, mouth hanging open. "Quit staring at me. I mean I know I'm the hottest guy on earth but seriously, keep your eyes on the road. I want to live to see eighteen." The usual smirk and the sarcastic remark didn't come back. Although she diverted her eyes back to the road she kept stealing glances at me.
"So that's what Calvert meant your voice. Do you sing?" she asked in barely over a whisper.
"No, the only person I sang to was madre, our maid Miriam. Right before I left, I sang a goodbye song for Calvert. I think that was the first time I ever saw him cry." I smiled as I though back to the two people that mattered to me most back at home.
"I can understand why he cried. Your voice, is just, incredible. It's like, I don't no, just amazing," she uttered after a while.
"I sing with my heart. That's all. All the songs I sing are something from my heart." I stared out the window to see the silhouette of the BMW car dealership.
"I assume you also dance very well?" I looked at her and then remembered that Calvert had also said the way I move.
"Yes, I also dance well. Sometimes, too well for my own sake." When I saw the question in them, I continued on: "I get lost in the dancing and singing sometimes. Like now, I had no idea I was singing along, it just happened."
"But its so beautiful and pure." It's funny how life throws in its many ironies. Phobeus, as you know, means pure. "Well, we're here. Hop on down Angel." I looked at her questioningly and she smiled. "Angel. That's your new nickname now." At a farther rising of the eyebrows, she continued, "well, look at you. Your as beautiful as one. Notice I didn't say hot, because that would serve to degrade you. Second, you have the personality of one. Third, you sing like one and you probably dance like one too."
"Remind me to come to you for compliments whenever I'm feeling down." She just gave me her scowl and continued on. We both approached the customer service. A man in his thirties with a friendly smile came up to us.
"Hello! What may I do for you?" he asked in a kind tone.
"Well, I'm here to pick up a car. Here are the keys and my name is Phobeus Kallias Kratos." He took the keys and when he asked me for an ID, which I presented to him and he smiled up at me.
"Well Mr. Kratos. Your car is in the showroom right now. Mr. Joseph (Calvert) told us to expect you around this time. He seemed rather adamant about it, saying that you deserved it." I blush and Kat just giggles until I jab her in the ribs to which she pouts. I just smirk and proceed on and suddenly run into a pole and fall on my ass. Kat, naturally, burst into hysterics. I scowl at her and slowly get up, rubbing my sore ass.
"Are you ok sir?" I look to my side to see our employee.
"Yes, I'm fine. Just not seeing where I'm going, no biggie." Kat finally stopped laughing and she just came up to me and whispered that I deserved that for jabbing her. I let out a small chuckle and we proceed on.
"Well Mr. Kratos, here we are." I gawk at the car that he brought me too. I look at him with silent lips and questioning eyes. "Yes, it's the brand new 2004 BMW Alpina Roadsetr V8." Kat lets out a squeal of glee as she rushes to look at it closely. "Well, its your to take Mr. Kratos. All you have to do is sign on this form right here." I sign my name on the application after reading what it said and was given back the keys.
"Oh hurry up. Start it up, I wanna see how it moves." I have to admit, it was funny to see her act like a kid. I mean, even I didn't act like that and I was five years younger. I hopped in and revved it up. "YAY! Let's go!" I just laughed and we took off. I dropped her of by her car to which I started following her to the mall. We arrived about an hour later at a very large mall. She got out and I hopped out. She pouted and said no fair and I just smirked at her and locked the car. "Ok. We're going to start at American Eagle, Aeropostale, and Abercrombie and Fitch. What?" she looked at my face and could tell by my look that I was surprised. "Oh, I'm assuming you never wore brand names before huh?" I shook my head, agreeing with her. "Well, there's always a first time for everything." She literally dragged me off to go shopping.
At the end of our shopping spree, she had brought none less than about twenty-five outfits and I was having a hard time holding on to all of the clothing. To augment the pain of the shopping experience, I had to practically model every single clothing item for her. Talk about torture. Right before we were about to leave she went into another shop. I read the shop's name, Clubs Galore, and I wasn't too excited about that. She came back with another bag in her hand to which I raised my eyebrows and she just smiled at me, a tad bit too sweetly for my liking.
"Who is that for?" I asked with none too little accusation in my voice.
"It's for you tonight." She started walking on without giving me the bag to look at.
"Tonight? What's tonight?" I asked on a confused note.
"The club. Duh!" She said it as if that was the most retarded question in the world.
"But, I'm not old enough." I was very curious on why she was so adamant on taking me.
"Nonsense honey. Angel, watch me work my charm there, ok? But as for this, you have to wear it. Good?"
"No, not good. I don't even know what it is."
"Well, that's too bad isn't it? Anyway, come on let's go. We need to get ready. You know the way back, don't you?" After a nod from me, she continued: "Good, go ahead and get this on. You can't look at it until you get home. And you have to put it on. No buts or what ifs or anything, tonight is my night with you and I'm gonna take advantage of it." I raised my eyebrows in my classical questioning look and she just gave me the look that said no arguments, kapeesh. "I'll meet you back at your dorm in no less than two hours, be ready." Before I could argue, she walked out on me and I followed her to my car. We dumped everything into the backseats and she kissed me on the cheek and she zoomed off, leaving me standing there in a daze. I smiled sheepishly and took off to.
I returned to my dorm in record time and got all the bags back to my room in about three trips. When I started to clean the mess up and hang them up on hangers, I heard someone enter.
"Oh! Hey! I didn't know you were here. Sorry, I'm a little late. Whoa! Nice clothes man," I looked up to see a slender and very attractive man enter. He was built in all the right places, toned but not overly built. A slender frame of 6'2 fit into his brand name clothes and a warm smile greeted me on his face. Blue eyes connected with my pale silver and lavender eyes.
"Hey man. Yeah, a friend decided to take me shopping. I don't think I knew shopping could be such torture." He laughed a little before he dragged in his luggage.
"Yo dude, I don't mean to be rude, but how old are you?" he asked inquisitively in a whispering-sort-of tone.
"Well, I'm only sixteen. I skipped two grades."
"Shit man. That's cool. Well, name's Dex." He held out his hand to shake which I took readily. He had a very nice and firm handshake and his arm muscles were taut in the shaking process.
"Nice to meet you, my name is Phobeus." I blush a little as he stares at me.
"Dude, don't take this the wrong way or anything, but your eyes are awesome. I've never seen anything like them." I blush more and he just laughs while I mutter thanks. "Well man, don't let me keep you from unpacking, I need to do the same thing." I just nodded and we both got busy to unpack to everything. After thirty minutes, we were both completely done and I told him I was going to go head off to a shower. I picked up the new bag that I still hadn't looked at and proceeded to the bathroom. I chunked my clothes to a pile to the side and proceeded to allow the warm water to cascade down my body and I thoroughly washed myself over. I reluctantly got out back to the chill of the room and quickly gelled my hair to let it flop down over my eyes but still light enough so I could blow them out of the way. If Kat wanted me to look good, I was going to humor her. I sprayed on some cologne and unwrapped the bag.
My eyes literally bulged as I saw what she had got me. There would have been no way in Hell I would have worn these type of clothes before but now, I had decided to be a new me, so why not? I put the clothes on though it took me a while to figure out how everything went on. I walked out of the bathroom fully ready and I called for Dex. He walked in and just, literally stopped.
"Fuck man, who are you trying to kill?" I just laughed and asked if anyone had come in or called. Before he could reply, a knock came at the door and he went to go get it.
"Oh hello. You must be Phobeus' roommate. My name is Kat." She let herself in and I couldn't help but laugh as Dex's eyes were glued to her ass. "Damn boy. I knew that would look hot on you but, damn, I outdid myself." I blushed as her eyes traveled up me. I was dressed in all red. The top was a silk button-down shirt to which I had left two buttons on the top and two on the bottom undone which showed off some skin and muscle and as well, a hint of my black boxers. The ensemble finished of with loose, cargo pants accentuated by a black, leather shoes as well as a black, shell choker. My dark brown with dirt blonde highlights nicely contrasted my clothed appearance.
"Your the one who brought it." I reminded her, in a sweet tone.
"Yep. And glad I did too. Well come on, I'm going to be late. It was nice meeting you Dex. Under normal circumstances I would have invited you to join us, but my boss would kill me for trying to get you in too. I know your eighteen but tonight is Friday and its beer galore, so we're still cautious about letting eighteen years old." He looked at me and thought better than to ask and just smiled and said it was no problem. I smiled and told him bye and he hollered at us to not have too much fun. "Seems pretty nice, don't you say?"
"Kat, everyone is nice until they get to know the person." She looked at me with a quizzical expression and just shrugged it of. "So, are we going in my baby or your junk?" I received a pinch and she led me to my car. She got to the driver's door and I just laughed and pushed her aside. She scowled and got on the passenger's side. We sped through the community as she gave me directions to the club. In no time at all, we made it there and my eyes bulged, once more, as I saw the line that had already formed. It wasn't even going to open for the night for another fifteen minutes.
"This, my friend, is the most popular place in NY now. Welcome, to Club Fame." She got out and waved for me to follow her to which I eagerly complied. She led me to the back and through a special door that needed a card to get through.
"Kathy am I glad to see you. It's already gotten huge outside. Max and Lylene are already ready to go. Wait, who is this?" It was then that the middle-aged man noticed me.
"Adam, this is Phobeus. Phobeus, my boss." I shot her a look that expressed my shock at her working here.
"Kathy, how old is he?" he asked in a serious tone.
"Sixteen and he is staying here with me tonight. Either that, or your a bartender less." I looked at her with shocked eyes. I mean, this was the club that everyone would want to be at, and she had a job here. She was willing to throw it all away just so I could come in!
"Damn you Kathy, you know your too valuable to me for me to fire you. Ok, he stays, but if the cops come in, I don't care where he has to hide. Hide him somewhere. And keep him away from the drinks and the crowd OK?"
"Your the best Adam. Thank you!" she hugged him excitedly and took a hold of my hand and dragged me out to the actual bar. On the way, I whispered thanks to Adam and he just shook his head and told me to have fun. "Max? Lylene? I want you guys to meet someone." A young man and another young lady came out to meet me. All three of them, were wearing the same clothing ensemble: black leather pants, a form-fitting wife beater for Max and a midriff for the other two girls. And the looked damn good in them. Max had really deep brown eyes and Lylene had pretty blue ones and both shared flowing, black hair except Max had his spiked.
"Kat, how do you get all the hot ones?" Lylene asked. Max just stared at me.
"He's not mine Ly. Oh yeah guys, keep this a secret, but he's only sixteen." Both of them had surprised looks on their faces as the looked at me again. I was getting a tad bit uncomfortable but I just shook it off. "And he's not hot. He's beautiful."
"Yeah, he sure is." Max had finally spoken up and his baritone voice sent shivers up my back.
"Oh yea Angel, this is a mixed club." Oh great, gay guys! Finally, I might get lucky. But those are probably just well-wished thoughts.
"His name is Angel? I can see why." Ly said in an excited voice.
"Actually, his real name is Phobeus, which means," she looked at me for help.
"Pure." I filled in.
"Yeah, pure. And sorry Ly," she shot me another look and I shook my head to tell her to go on, "he's gay."
"Damn, why are all the good ones gay? Well Angel, if you need a girl, you know where to find one." I just smiled at her and told her next Friday was free. Kat cracked up and Max and Ly looked at me with shock written over their faces. They both slowly smiled and started to laugh with Kat and me. "I love him already. Why did you have to be gay?"
"Well, because of Kat and Max. I mean Kat here freaked me out so I started rethinking and Max just made me more sure to be gay." Kat shot me a death glare and Max blushed furiously while Ly and me laughed our heads off. Kat came up behind me and started tickling me and I practically fell onto the floor. Max helped me up and whispered into my ear:
"So do I turn you on?" I traced my hand down his shirt and leaned into kiss him when I swerved my lips to his ear and whispered:
"You'll have to do better." He just stood there looking at me and I just backed up to notice Kat and Ly staring at me. "What?"
"An angel, a tease, and a flirt." Kat said nonchalantly, rolling her eyes.
"Yep. At your service. Wild, kinky, or old fashioned?" That brought another chorus of laughs from all of us.
We were interrupted by Adam's voice telling us they had opened the doors. All three of them took three places at the bar, leaving a quarter left wide open. Kat shot me a look and told me to make myself at home. The music started up and the people started to pour in. I could tell why it was so popular; the music was raising the roof, literally. The club was a nice place with a large bar and two separate dance floors on the top and a huge, third one in the bottom. Customers started to pour in to the bar and Max, Ly, and Kat were having a ball keeping everything going. They didn't seem to be able to get a breather in. Someone pulled up next to me, and smiled at me.
"Well hello there hot stuff. A Bacardi please." I looked up at him blankly until I got the fact that he was asking me to serve him. I shot a glance at Kat and she was too busy and the other two were busy too with a long line. I said what the heck and got a glass and filled it up. You see, I had experience with mixing drinks because that's what I had done back at home, at the doctor parties that were always so boring. I had gotten damn good too.
"Here you go sir." I smiled sweetly at him and he stuffed a twenty to me. I stared up at the list to figure out how much change I owed him.
"Keep the change, uh," he seemed to be searching for my name when I informed him it was Phobeus. "Keep the change Phobeus. Thanks for the drink, and I hope I get to see you dance tonight." Another five filled in his place as he left. Adam came in at the precise moment as I had started to serve all five of them, using all the skills I had learned back at home to make it look amazing yet simple at the same time. When I turned around to get some change, I met his eyes and froze.
"Well, I'll be damned. Your not old enough but you can mix drinks up better than the others. Need a job kid?" He smiled at me nervously.
"I'd love to." I replied, thinking I was going to fall in love with the music here. Adam quickly got up and hastily shook my hand and said he'd have my nametag in about fifteen minutes. Adam told me I could keep the clothes I had on since they looked damn sexy on me and I just blushed. Kat noticed and whispered to me that when she was talking to Calvert on the phone earlier that day (I had called him to profusely thank him for the car), she asked him if I cold mix drinks. He had told her there was none better than me. I just smiled at her and mouthed thank you. She smiled and paged the DJ.
"YO Bryan." she yelled at him.
"Kat. I told you, my name DJ Twikster," he smiled sheepishly at me and our eyes connected. His pale blue eyes met mine and I could see the question in his eyes, he wanted to know if I was gay or not. I smiled at him and shrugged my shoulders.
"Bryan, hand me a mike." He looked at her and just tossed her one. She took and tossed it to me. We both looked at her with questioning eyes. "Angel, go rock this house babe. You owe me that dance." I looked at her aghast. There was no way I was dancing. Before I could protest, Bryan started up.
"Club Fame. Our newest bartender, Angel, would like to give you all a show, you probably won't forget. Raise the roof up for Angel guys!" A scream erupted in the club and everyone started to clap. I shot Kat a stare that would have withered any flower on any day. I muttered something about killing her and slowly trudged my way to the middle. People had cleared a path for me in the middle of the bottom dance floor. I looked up and could see the people up looking down at me. I took a deep sigh and told myself that if these guys wanted a show, I wasn't about to disappoint them.
"DJ hit me up on Can't Nobody." The crowd went wild and the music started to pump through the sound system. I took a hold of the of the microphone and started to sway to the music. The words began:
Trying to let you know what it's all about
I know you wanna leave
So many little games silly people play
Don't act foolishly
I'm so real, so soft to touch
My love my kiss so sweet, glorious
The look on your face
Anyone can see
No one does it like me
I started to dance none too innocently as I started to sway my hips and let the music's beat take control over me. I could faintly hear the crowd cheering as I began to twist and jump, all the while keeping in tune with the music.
Oh no, oh no can't nobody
Do it like me, uh uh oh no
Can't nobody do it like me
Uh uh and get right down to it like me
Uh uh, na na na na na na na na
My voice provided a sweet harmony between the rhythm of the music and the rhythm of my body. I could feel others dancing very close to me and their hands on me. I think I lost my shirt somewhere in there and I was going to be in trouble when I needed to get back home. But right now, my mind was set on the music on hand.
I knew you'd be the one to come out
Your worth, I need you please to relax
I know I messed up but if you leave me now
Ain't no coming back, no more no me no you
No us no kiss no hug, tell the truth
See I'm the only one that can love you
Babe, you're not that big a fool
I started to grind into the person next to me and I can't even remember who it was. All I know is they were grinding me back and the crowd was cheering a whole heck lot louder.
Oh no, oh no can't nobody
Do it like me, uh uh oh no
Can't nobody do it like me
Uh uh and get right down to it like me
Uh uh, na na na na na na na na
Someone had grabbed my free hand and started to really get down with me. Whoever it was really knew how to dance and the crowd was really loving it. The sweat was glistening on my chest as the lights flashed over me. I closed my hands and let the man lead me. His hands were so soft on me but they felt like fire and they burned into me. He ran his hands over my chest ever so softly, never doing it in a sexual way, but in a caressing way as I rounded up to finish the song.
Can't nobody but me
Do the things that I do
To you the things I do
To you
Can't Nobody copyrighted by Kelly Rowland
I finally concluded without missing a single beat in my singing or dancing. The crowd completely wend wild and I head a chorus of whistles and hoots as I bowed. I was drenched in sweat and was starting to head back to the bar while the DJ had started up a new song when I felt a tap on my shoulder. I turned around to see someone hold out my shirt. I took it from them and started to say thank you when his hand touched me and I felt an electrical twinge run through, sending shivers coursing through my body. I brought my eyes up to meet the person and stared back at the most, beautiful, intense green eyes. When my eyes ventured to dare leave their staring point, my heart stopped to beat as I realized who this was.
Closure: Hey guys! This is my first celebrity story so tell me what you think. And yes, I am a girl, so I'll most likely have a different outlook, but tell me what you think. Constructive Criticism is completely appreciated and any comments would also be welcomed at naomi_kiyoshi@yahoo.com
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