I'm a rockstar, which means I haven't exactly live the life of a saint. I've partied hard. I've done drugs. I've had a lot of sex. And I've gotten into my share of fights. Probably more than my share. Everyone knows my band, and even more importantly, everyone knows me. Noah Hardy. Which is what makes how the whole world seems to have turned on me so quickly that much harder. Not just my fans, but some of by closest friends. Hell, even most of my goddamn band mates think the worst. I was at rock bottom, running from the very spotlight that I used to crave. I wasn't sure what the hell I was going to do. And then I met Laurel...
