Life is a rollercoaster

She'd been a fan of his forever, being with him was something she dreamed about (frequently), but when their paths cross, neither of them are prepared for the rollercoaster journey ahead.


1. Chapter One

"What on earth is the matter with you today Vic?" asked my cousin Sophie with just a hint of impatience.

"Nothing Soph, I’m just a bit excited" I answered, feeling a little silly.

"It’s stupid really, I mean I never normally see anyone, I don’t why I think today should be any different?"

"Ah, but Vic, don't you remember that time that you saw Simon Cowell, and Alex Turner?"

"You just never know"

I laughed at the memory. "Yeah but that was different Soph".

"It’s not my fault that I look like Simon cowell’s P.A, and the Artic Monkey’s were getting told off by Jean for playing football in the car park!"

The Sports Travel company that I worked for, rented a small office within Cardiff international Arena. It was a standing joke between Sophie and I that I held a secret celebrity lifestyle, and hung out every night with the rich and famous. The reality was that we had nothing really to do with the arena, we just heard the bands/ touring acts doing (usually very noisy) sound checks and saw the occasional roadie in the corridor - that was about as exciting as it got.

I had to admit though that it was strange though…

Some days I went to work and didn’t even consider the environment that I was in, and others I’d wonder to myself who was ‘in’ and whether or not we’d see them. Today happened to be one of those days. That may have been something to do with the act appearing that evening though..

"I don’t think I should let you in today!" exclaimed Brian in the window of the security lodge, as I pulled my car up outside the arena gates.

"Why not?" I asked confused. It was too early for my brain to be functioning properly.

"Well you might try and stalk him"

"Oh ha ha very funny" I said dryly, but I couldn’t help but laugh. It was a well know fact amongst my colleagues that I was a fan of a certain Mr. Ronan Keating. I mean he had a body to die for, was extremely handsome and had a voice that sent shivers down my spine with every word he sung. What wasn't there to love?

I wasn’t under any illusion that I was going to meet him though. Things that like that just didn’t happen to people like me.

A girl could dream right?

"Bri, I haven’t even got tickets for tonight!" I complained, "I’m hardly going to start stalking the poor guy" "Besides, I haven’t got the time" I moaned, referring to how busy we were currently were at work.

"Oh, and Dan would kill me!" I added laughing, "you know how much he hates groupies!"

"Oh yeah good point" laughed Brian.

"So are you gonna let me in or what? Some of us have got work to do"

Brian just grinned at me as he raised the barrier and let me in to the top car park area of the arena, I watched for a moment at the stage hands unloading stuff from the back of the stage trucks, wondering what the stage would be like.

Work thankfully was a little quiet for a Thursday, I decided to take my lunch early and went out for a walk. I strolled through the back security gate and laughed at poor Brian who was being besieged by a load of screaming girls. He always got stuck with the groupies. Though I suspected he secretly liked the attention. I laughed to myself, today, I was probably just as bad.

As I strolled nonchanlantly back through the gate a little while later I had to remind myself to breath for there by the arena loading doors was Ronan Keating talking to one of the stage hands. One of the girls next to Brian actually screamed "Shush!" he said to her laughing.

"Hey! Ronan" he shouted.

Ronan turned and looked around curiously at Brian.  "This is the young lady I was telling you about"

What? They’d been talking about me? I stood there with my mouth open. This was so surreal.

Ronan walked over to us and stood in front of me. "So….you must be the lovely Vicky?" he asked.

What on earth had Brian been saying to him?

He held out his hand as if to shake mine, I put my right hand out to him, but instead he held it gently, bought it up to his mouth and kissed it softly.

"I’m Ronan" he said with a slightly mischievous grin, "In case you were wondering?"

I just stared at him wordlessly. I was afraid that if I spoke, I'd say something ridiculously stupid.

"I heard you were after a ticket for the show tonight?"

"I, um..." I just nodded at him.

"I’ll see what I can do"

"Thank you" I whispered eventually.

"It was lovely to meet you" he said, and took me by surprise, enveloping me in a hug before he turned and walked back towards the loading area of the arena. I watched him go with my mouth open.

Had that really just happened?

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