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Dimpled smile of a boy Hard body of a man Sings like an angel Fucks like the devil I was stuck between a rock(star) and a hard place. At fifteen his poster hung on my bedroom wall. At twenty-five his body hovered over mine. Every girls fantasy became my reality. I was dating a rockstar. Yet I was slowly falling for another man. The problem was--the two men--they shared a tour bus. Flynn Beckham was the opening act. Dylan Ryder was the headliner. What happens when the opening act begins to shine so bright it seems to dim everything else in its wake? Ill tell you what happens. Things get ugly.