OK I know its been a while but as I have started this new story thought you might be interested in reading it 
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This story takes place in the early 1980's and Bono is in his early 20's and in another universe it never really happened and bears no real reflection on Bono u2 and others in rl except in my vivid imagination where I like messing around with the poor guys.
In my story background the band have been together a while, but they are about to get their big break and thats where my story starts should also warn all those Bono fans In my story I am portraying and reinventing his character and the bands history and he will seem little more arrogant egotistical even mercenary and less caring for to make the plot work.. but don't worry ladies he will still have his sweet moments so sit back and hold on tight and hope you like it... we start of in a seedy club somewhere in the middle of run down Dublin City......
DREAM OUT LOUD
PT ONE
Bono took a long draw from his cigarette casually blowing out the cigarette smoke into the already nicotein polluted atmosphere of O'Shaunessey's nightclub.
With his arm resting on the barcounter his blue eyes concentrated intently on the stage across the room where a slim young woman was performing a song, her dark hair had been tied back in a ponytail, but due to her exhertion on stage little strands had come loose and hung limply around her face, there was a sheen of perspiration on her swarthy skin despite the fact she wore no more than a very skimpy black top and shorts. She was totally engrossed in her performance and the song she was singing, which the crowded club seem to be enjoying as they danced and applauded her on and sang along.
A small smile played on his lips and he turned and crushed his cigarette out in the nearby ashtray on barcounter then ordered himself a drink, he knew he would have to wait a while till the performance ended, might as well make the most of it while he waited......
Rosie McCreedy loved nothing more than being up on stage singing and performing, it transported her to a world where she could forget who she was and her real drab life surroundings, just getting carried away with the music and the lively atmosphere that give her the buzz. She would do this every night if she could and not get sick of it, but it was a weekend special occasion she sang along with her boyfriend Jason's band 'Jinx' though she was hoping that if things worked out right they would become seriously involved in the music business and maybe one day get a record deal and get out of the hellhole of her existence to fame and fortune.
She was not aware of Bono watching her keenly from across the room, nor see him glance at his watch and move away from the bar just as she finished her last song to thunderous applause of the audience in the club who whistled and demanded more.
She relented and sung one more number for them as an enchore, then thanked them for their support before she insisted she had to go.
"Great performance Rosie sweetheart" Jason give her a quick hug as he removed his guitar and he Rosie and the other three band members headed of the small stage and down the back passage stairway to the small dressing room. As they walked along the small narrow corridor with its graffitied walls and peeling brown paint Rosie felt her steps slowing down a little as she caught sight of Bono. He was standing casually hands in his jeans pockets as if he had all the time in the world, against the wall opposite the dressing room.
She was aware of Jason next to her going tense and start glowering "What does he doing here?"
"I don't know but I guess we are about to find out" Rosie replied not feeling overly thrilled herself at the sight of Bono or Paul Hewson to give him his proper name who happened to belonged to a rival band U2 who also played the club on alternative nights when Jinx were not around, and he was always bragging how his band was much better.. and that they were going to make it big time one day, and leave the rest behind. This tended to irk Jason and the other members of Jinx, though they had one ace up their sleeve which was Rosie, and her singing voice, which proved to be a match and make her as popular as Bono.
But Rosie had not gone un noticed by Bono, he made no secret he was interested in her talent, Jason got the feeling that was his rival was not just interested in Rosie's singing voice, which was why he felt his hackles go up possesively as he watched the way Bono's lazy gaze eyed her up and down as they got closer.
"What do you want?" he demanded "I think you're a bit mixed up, You aren't playing here tonight we are..so there is no need for you to be back here"
Bono seemed totally unfazed by the hostile greeting that even Rosie had to admit he was a cool customer . "Actually I am not mixed up at all, and I do have a reason for being here.. I want to talk to Rosie.. alone" he informed him
Rosie was a little perturbed by this request, and Jason give a snort of dersion "I don't think so mate.. she has no interest in talking to you.. alone or otherwise"
"Isn't that up to Rosie to decide?" Bono enquired smoothly, "Or can she not speak for herself?" he shot her a goading look
"I can speak up for myself just fine" Rosie answered his taunt, "And Jason is right, I don't have anything I wanna say to you. so why don't you, to put it nicely just shove of" she give him a caustic smile
Bono's reaction was to give a little laugh "Now ya see you haven't even heard what I was wanting to tell you which is hardly fair.. espicially as it could be to your advantage and interest to hear me out" he finished pointedly, his blue eyes still had a glint of that challenge as they rested on her
"I really doubt that" Rosie replied, she didn't want this arrogant upstart to even think he had a hint of her interest, and wanted to put him down just as much as her boyfriend Jason did.. she couldnt stand him.. he was so full of himself
But Bono refused to be put of that easy "C'mon" he cajoled, "Give me a break, I came back here, and tak all this crap attitude from you, the least you can do is hear me out.. what harm can it do?"
Rosie sighed, "OK if thats the way you want to play it, though I keep telling you you are wasting your time.. go ahead, shoot have your say"
Bono eyed up Jason and the other male members of Jinx who were still eyeing him with open hostility
"Like I said I would prefer to speak to you alone.. I promise I will be on my best behaviour, so no need to worry" he drawled mockingly
Rosie wasn't going to give him the pleasure of seeing her get stirred up about it, "Whatever" she replied and turned to the others, "Its ok guys you go on into the dressing room..I don't think I will be too long here anyway" she added meaningfully
Jason didn't like it, but didn't want to argue with Rosie in front of Bono, so he reluctantly agreed and he and the others went into the dressing room, when the door was safely shut behind them Rosie turned to Bono expectently
"Well what is it? I can't hang around here all night I got to get changed and get home" she told him impatiently.
Bono smiled a small knowing smile "You in a hurry to get home, that must be a first"
Rosie felt her face heat up it was a pain that Bono lived a few streets away and they had went to the same school, which he meant he knew more about her than she cared to be comfortable with.. but she wasn't going to go into that now with him of all people "Just get on with it" she told him curtly
"Okaayyy" Bono drawled suddenly turning his tone more businesslike "I have a proposition I want to put to you, which I think you will agree could be a great opportunity for your future singing career"
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This story takes place in the early 1980's and Bono is in his early 20's and in another universe it never really happened and bears no real reflection on Bono u2 and others in rl except in my vivid imagination where I like messing around with the poor guys.
In my story background the band have been together a while, but they are about to get their big break and thats where my story starts should also warn all those Bono fans In my story I am portraying and reinventing his character and the bands history and he will seem little more arrogant egotistical even mercenary and less caring for to make the plot work.. but don't worry ladies he will still have his sweet moments so sit back and hold on tight and hope you like it... we start of in a seedy club somewhere in the middle of run down Dublin City......
DREAM OUT LOUD
PT ONE
Bono took a long draw from his cigarette casually blowing out the cigarette smoke into the already nicotein polluted atmosphere of O'Shaunessey's nightclub.
With his arm resting on the barcounter his blue eyes concentrated intently on the stage across the room where a slim young woman was performing a song, her dark hair had been tied back in a ponytail, but due to her exhertion on stage little strands had come loose and hung limply around her face, there was a sheen of perspiration on her swarthy skin despite the fact she wore no more than a very skimpy black top and shorts. She was totally engrossed in her performance and the song she was singing, which the crowded club seem to be enjoying as they danced and applauded her on and sang along.
A small smile played on his lips and he turned and crushed his cigarette out in the nearby ashtray on barcounter then ordered himself a drink, he knew he would have to wait a while till the performance ended, might as well make the most of it while he waited......
Rosie McCreedy loved nothing more than being up on stage singing and performing, it transported her to a world where she could forget who she was and her real drab life surroundings, just getting carried away with the music and the lively atmosphere that give her the buzz. She would do this every night if she could and not get sick of it, but it was a weekend special occasion she sang along with her boyfriend Jason's band 'Jinx' though she was hoping that if things worked out right they would become seriously involved in the music business and maybe one day get a record deal and get out of the hellhole of her existence to fame and fortune.
She was not aware of Bono watching her keenly from across the room, nor see him glance at his watch and move away from the bar just as she finished her last song to thunderous applause of the audience in the club who whistled and demanded more.
She relented and sung one more number for them as an enchore, then thanked them for their support before she insisted she had to go.
"Great performance Rosie sweetheart" Jason give her a quick hug as he removed his guitar and he Rosie and the other three band members headed of the small stage and down the back passage stairway to the small dressing room. As they walked along the small narrow corridor with its graffitied walls and peeling brown paint Rosie felt her steps slowing down a little as she caught sight of Bono. He was standing casually hands in his jeans pockets as if he had all the time in the world, against the wall opposite the dressing room.
She was aware of Jason next to her going tense and start glowering "What does he doing here?"
"I don't know but I guess we are about to find out" Rosie replied not feeling overly thrilled herself at the sight of Bono or Paul Hewson to give him his proper name who happened to belonged to a rival band U2 who also played the club on alternative nights when Jinx were not around, and he was always bragging how his band was much better.. and that they were going to make it big time one day, and leave the rest behind. This tended to irk Jason and the other members of Jinx, though they had one ace up their sleeve which was Rosie, and her singing voice, which proved to be a match and make her as popular as Bono.
But Rosie had not gone un noticed by Bono, he made no secret he was interested in her talent, Jason got the feeling that was his rival was not just interested in Rosie's singing voice, which was why he felt his hackles go up possesively as he watched the way Bono's lazy gaze eyed her up and down as they got closer.
"What do you want?" he demanded "I think you're a bit mixed up, You aren't playing here tonight we are..so there is no need for you to be back here"
Bono seemed totally unfazed by the hostile greeting that even Rosie had to admit he was a cool customer . "Actually I am not mixed up at all, and I do have a reason for being here.. I want to talk to Rosie.. alone" he informed him
Rosie was a little perturbed by this request, and Jason give a snort of dersion "I don't think so mate.. she has no interest in talking to you.. alone or otherwise"
"Isn't that up to Rosie to decide?" Bono enquired smoothly, "Or can she not speak for herself?" he shot her a goading look
"I can speak up for myself just fine" Rosie answered his taunt, "And Jason is right, I don't have anything I wanna say to you. so why don't you, to put it nicely just shove of" she give him a caustic smile
Bono's reaction was to give a little laugh "Now ya see you haven't even heard what I was wanting to tell you which is hardly fair.. espicially as it could be to your advantage and interest to hear me out" he finished pointedly, his blue eyes still had a glint of that challenge as they rested on her
"I really doubt that" Rosie replied, she didn't want this arrogant upstart to even think he had a hint of her interest, and wanted to put him down just as much as her boyfriend Jason did.. she couldnt stand him.. he was so full of himself
But Bono refused to be put of that easy "C'mon" he cajoled, "Give me a break, I came back here, and tak all this crap attitude from you, the least you can do is hear me out.. what harm can it do?"
Rosie sighed, "OK if thats the way you want to play it, though I keep telling you you are wasting your time.. go ahead, shoot have your say"
Bono eyed up Jason and the other male members of Jinx who were still eyeing him with open hostility
"Like I said I would prefer to speak to you alone.. I promise I will be on my best behaviour, so no need to worry" he drawled mockingly
Rosie wasn't going to give him the pleasure of seeing her get stirred up about it, "Whatever" she replied and turned to the others, "Its ok guys you go on into the dressing room..I don't think I will be too long here anyway" she added meaningfully
Jason didn't like it, but didn't want to argue with Rosie in front of Bono, so he reluctantly agreed and he and the others went into the dressing room, when the door was safely shut behind them Rosie turned to Bono expectently
"Well what is it? I can't hang around here all night I got to get changed and get home" she told him impatiently.
Bono smiled a small knowing smile "You in a hurry to get home, that must be a first"
Rosie felt her face heat up it was a pain that Bono lived a few streets away and they had went to the same school, which he meant he knew more about her than she cared to be comfortable with.. but she wasn't going to go into that now with him of all people "Just get on with it" she told him curtly
"Okaayyy" Bono drawled suddenly turning his tone more businesslike "I have a proposition I want to put to you, which I think you will agree could be a great opportunity for your future singing career"
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