Edri Ekmekçiu

Some hearts never stop singing the same song.
Audrey doesn’t believe in fairytales—especially not the kind where a long-lost pen pal grows up to become a rockstar... and forgets her.

Years later, she’s grounded, thriving in a promising career, and guarding a heart that’s learned not to hope. But when fate throws Drew—now a global sensation and the ghost of her teenage years—back into her life as her new neighbor, everything she thought she'd buried begins to rise.

He’s still magnetic. Still infuriating.
Still the boy who used to call her after every show.

And he remembers everything.

What begins as a cautious reconnection spirals into a slow-burning storm of music, memories, and feelings they never quite had the courage to explore. But Drew’s past is darker than she imagined, and Audrey’s walls are higher than ever.

Can a rockstar with a broken rhythm and a girl who learned to dance alone find harmony again?

Or is it all just… make believe?

Warnings
-The story has mature contents, language, addiction.

Make-believe with my Rockstar

"Why are you spinning the stool like that? You’re making me dizzy." 


I’ve been trying to go through a file for maybe half an hour, but Drew’s been acting like a five-year-old on espresso — spinning in place, making the stool creak like a haunted merry-go-round. 


"Sorry!" he says, planting his feet. "I’m a little nervous." 


He finally stops and gets up, pacing toward me with that jittery, restless energy he gets when something’s weighing on him. 


"About?" I ask, closing my file and looking up — only to find him chewing his thumbnail like it’s a nicotine patch. 


"There’s something I wanna talk to you about?" 


He says it like a question — like he's asking for permission, testing the waters before he dives in. 


"Sit down, please. You're too tall and already giving me neck pain." 


He drops onto the couch beside me, his knee bouncing, fingers tapping against his thigh. 


Chapter 21