Emily was the oo reach the trailer first, mistaking it for a port-a-potty arranged by the event anizers for cert-goers. Meanwhile, Troy, deyed by ahusiastic crowd of mostly female fans who g to him ically, arrived a little te. Ba his trailer, he attempted to opehroom door, unaware that someone else was using it. He struggled with it, applying all his strength.

  The audience burst into ughter at the cartoonish se when the door didn’t budge despite Troy’s tremendous efforts. The edic timing peaked when the door swung open on its own after he had let go of the handle.

  Emily’s character, Bailey, stood oher side. The instant their eyes met, there was an undeniable spark betweewo. But as they say, sometimes, egos e iween people. Bailey, who had been very vocal about her dislike for Troy, didn’t want to accept that e and eve as far as to feign nonce about his name.

  What followed was a lively debate about his music, with clear enjoymeh their banter. Bailey criticized EDM and Troy’s shirtless appearance, while Troy teased her refusal to give her name.

  “Damn!” Ashley remarked beside Benji. “I had no idea this Emily was so good.”

  Benji didher. Though he and Emily were long-distance friends, he’d never beeaiher she was truly talented or if Troy had cast her as a favor. Her limited role in [Brick] hadn’t revealed much.

  The se transitioo Troy on stage, now wearing a long robe that reached his feet, but it en at the front, showing his sculpted abs in the middle.

  “Guys,” he addressed the crowd with a mi hand, “I met someone just now who told me, in no uain terms, how much they dislike my songs.”

  The audience booed the unseen critic.

  “I agree with your se,” Troy tinued, “but they also challenged me to sing a better song, free of anything EDM. So here’s a little surprise for you. I po release this with my album, but I figure a sneak peek won’t hurt.”

  The crowd erupted, their excitement mirrored by the little girl Dana, though her sister Bailey remained aloof.

  Troy began strumming his guitar, his band apanying with traditional instruments. The absence of eleic music gave the performaimeless quality. As Troy sang, Benji felt as though he were in a live cert hall. The ematography heightehe experience, with fast cuts shiftiween Troy, Bailey, and the audience, creating aric atmosphere.

  Though the movie’s audience couldn’t sing along to the unfamiliar lyrics, the song’s iious melody had them humming the chorus in no time.

  [What Makes You Beautiful - One Dire]

  ~: Baby you light up my world like nobody else

  The way that you flip your hair gets me overwhelmed

  But when you smile at the ground it ain't hard to tell

  You don't know

  Oh, oh

  You don't know you're beautiful :~

  When the song and the cert eroy was backstage in his trailer when his manager entered, followed by the little girl Dana and, unsurprisingly, Bailey. As part of the Make-A-Wish Foundation’s arrao fulfill Dana’s dream, she was granted a personal meeting with Troy. Dana was ecstatic, practically glowing with excitement, and Troy was the perfect gentleman. However, his eyes kept straying to her older sister, who stood silently in the background.

  “So, you still think my music is trash?” Troy finally asked Bailey, uo hold back.

  “Oh my God!” Dana excimed in shock, turning to her sister. “That was you?!”

  Bailey shrugged casually while ign her sister. “It was okay-ish, I guess. Still not my type. It’s not your fault—I’m old school. I like retro songs. They don’t make music like that anymore.”

  As the meeting was ing up, Troy stopped the girls from leaving. “Wait! At least tell me your name before you go.”

  Bailey raised an eyebrow, her expression cool. “We won’t ever meet again.”

  “You never know,” he said cryptically.

  Bailey tilted her head in deliberation before finally responding, “Geia. My middle hat’s all you’ll get today.” Then she left the room with her sister.

  “Geia, huh?” Troy murmured thoughtfully.

  “Don’t even think about it,” his manager, pyed by Paul Rudd, interjected before Troy could say another word. “Need I remind you of what happehe st time you dated a fan?”

  “She’s different,” Troy insisted.

  The manager chuckled. “They’re all different. At least at first. A’s not fet—your luck with women isly as good as your luck with music.”

  The movie then transitioned into a fshback, apanied by a beautiful melody pying in the background. The se showed Troy esc a stunning woman in a red dress through a backdoor, just like the iig take in [Goodfels]. The staff greeted him warmly, clearly familiar with him.

  [Night ges - One Dire]

  ~: Going out tonight

  ges into something red

  Her mother doesn't like that kind of dress

  Everything she never had she's showing off :~

  In the following moroy is shown going out with different women, each wearing a different colored dress—blue, green, yellow, and bck. Their faces remain obscured, but the diversity of their skin tones, body shapes and styles makes it clear they’re all different people. The dates are varied: the first at a high-css restaurant, the sed at a theme park, the third at a skating rink, the fourth at his home, and the fifth on a long drive in the tryside.

  At first, everything seems perfect. Troy gets along well with eaan, but eventually, disaster strikes every time. The first date ends when the girl’s furious boyfriend appears, throwing water and food at Troy. On the sed date, Troy bees si a roller coaster and vomits on the girl’s dress. During the skating rink date, both he and the girl fall, resulting in broken legs. At home, Troy actally sets himself on fire, and during the tryside drive, he’s pulled over and arrested for driving without a lise.

  Benji couldn’t hold back his ughter as he watched the hiriously chaotitage. Yet, the song apanying the ses was undeniably perfect for the situation.

  Abruptly, the fshbaded, and Troy was shown ba his trailer, sitting alone.

  “I just know she’s different,” he murmured to himself.

  The se cut to Bailey walking home from school with a few of her friends. As they approached her house, Bailey froze, stunned by the sight in front of her.

  “Wait,” her female friend excimed, equally shocked. “Is that Troy?”

  That was all the cue Troy needed. Standing in front of Bailey’s house, he unched into an “old-school” song, his voice carrying across the quiet street.

  [Until I Found You - Stephen Sanchez]

  ~: Geia, me up in all your...

  I want you, in my arms

  Oh, let me hold you

  I'll never let you go again, like I did

  Oh, I used to say

  "I would never fall in love again, until I found her" :~

  Bailey was more than a little surprised when she heard a superstar like Troy belt out a song written just for her, perfectly tailored to the retro genre she loved. It was fwless in every sehe kind of grand romantic gesture that would sweep any girl off her feet. Unfortunately, fate had other pns.

  “Hey, asshole!” Another boy stepped beside Bailey, ing her in a casual side-hug. “Sing that song for someone else. Bailey’s mihe boy was her than Robert Pattinson, Emily’s current boyfriend in real life.

  Troy was momentarily taken aback, as was the audieno one had suspected that Bailey was already in a retionship with someone as handsome as Rob.

  “It wasn’t a love so for her,” Troy defended, his tone measured. “It’s part of my album. I just wanted my new friend Bailey to hear it before anyone else.” With that statement, he revealed he now knew her first hanks to Rob.

  Rob looked skeptical, but he missed the significe of the gesture entirely. The fact that he didn’t ect Bailey’s middle name, Geia, to the song showed how little he truly uood her.

  With that realization, Troy walked away from the se. Bailey appeared visibly flicted, torweewo men vying for her attention. But in the moment, she chose the devil she was familiar with, holding her current boyfriend’s hand—a gesture that Troy noticed clearly.

  Despite this, Troy begaing Bailey occasionally, framing their exges as friendly. Surprisingly, she reciprocated.

  Soft guitar melodies started pying as the se shifted to Troy alone in his hotel room for the night. He stood in front of the mirrazing at his refle before breaking into a song.

  [Treat You Better - Shawn Mendez]

  ~: I won't lie to you

  I know he's just nht for you

  And you tell me if I'm off

  But I see it on your face

  When you say that he's the ohat you want

  And you're spending all your time

  In this wrong situation

  And anytime you want it to stop :~

  The song tio py during a se showing Bailey and Rob locked in a heated argument about Troy. The argument abruptly shifted as they abaheir words and began kissing passionately. Watg the entire exge from a few feet away, Troy’s expression was filled with heartbreak, and his ongoing song captured the pain of the moment perfectly.

  As the song progressed, Rob and Bailey’s retionship grew increasingly turbulent. Rob’s behavior turned possessive—grabbing her face or hand tightly, and on one occasion, even pushing her against the wall. Bailey didn’t resist or protest; she silently e, not knowing aer. At home, she witnessed a simir dynamic between her parents, who often fought over the stress caused by their younger daughter’s illness. For Bailey, such retionships seemed normal, shaping her acceptance of Rob’s as.

  By the end of the song, Troy made a decision: he would start t the U.S. to distance himself from Bailey and sort out his feelings. However, before leaving, he resolved to meet her o time.

  What Troy saw during that meeting made his blood boil. Rob and Bailey were argui again, but this time Rob spped her. Furious, Troy intervened, delivering a punch to Rob’s cheek before unleashing a flurry of blows that left the other boy on the ground.

  “Troy!” Bailey cried out helplessly. “Stop. He’s not worth it.”

  “He’s not worth you,” Troy retorted, his voice filled with anger. “’t you see, Bailey? He’s not good for you.”

  Bailey hesitated, but only for a moment. Then, stepping forward, she kissed Trht in front of Rob, uned about the other boy’s rea. Their first kiss was breathtakingly ematic, with the camera rotating a full 360 degrees around them, capturing every emotional beat.

  When they pulled apart, small smiles lingered on their lips, speaking volumes about how much they had both ehe moment. Without looking away from Troy, Bailey decred, “I’m breaking up with you, Rob. I’m with Troy now.”

  Rob stood, gring at them before walking away, leaving Troy and Bailey behind. The two exged warm smiles, their foreheads resting together in a tender gesture of newfound intimacy.

  Ordinarily, a film might end on such a high note, but this was only the beginning of their journey. In the uping ses, Troy and Bailey faced their first hurdle as a couple—his career.

  “Are you sure you want to e to this shoot?” Troy asked hesitantly. “It’s a little racy, and the video might have ses you won’t like.”

  “Now I have to e,” Bailey insisted with a determined look.

  Relutly, Troy agreed. What followed was the shoot for a new song, ‘Closer’, featuring Rihanna. The track’s catchy chorus set the tone for a bold and daring sequence.

  [Closer - smokers, Halsey]

  ~:So, baby, pull me closer

  In the back seat of your Rover

  That I know you 't afford

  Bite that tattoo on your shoulder

  Pull the sheets right off the er

  Of that mattress that you stole

  From your roommate ba Boulder

  We ain't ever getting older :~

  The video for the soured Troy and Rihaning rather close to each other. (Pun intended.) Beginning with a steamy bedroom se, the shoot transitioo a luxurie Rover cruising through the picturesque English tryside. Troy and Rihanna found every excuse to share passionate kisses, their chemistry undeniable.

  Bailey didn’t like the video for obvious reasons, but she chose not to voice her s aloud.

  After the shooting ed, something unpreted happeroy and Bailey’s retionship was exposed to the public. A photograph of their kiss made its way into a promi UK tabloid, and soon it was shared worldwide.

  Bailey, a simple girl unaced to such scrutiny, found herself the target of relentless attention. At school, cssmates mocked her with crude jokes, often sexual in nature, about her and Troy. She disliked the ents but ehem silently because of Troy’s kindness.

  Troy had done so much for her family—helping her sister switch to the try’s best doctor and even easing tensioween her parents. For these reasons, Bailey felt deeply ied to him.

  One evening, while on a date, Troy shared the story of his first music video, ‘t on Me’, which he had released at the tender age of 11. The video had catapulted him to iional fame. Bailey watched it on a handheld camcorder when two of Troy’s fans approached them. The couple, set to marry in a few days, were eager to talk to him. However, Troy dismissed them, unwilling to share his time with anyone else while he was with Bailey.

  Bailey didn’t appreciate his attitude and rebuked him for treating his fans so poorly. The disagreement turned into a heated argumeually, Troy felt guilty and decided to make amends. As a surprise, he attehe couple’s wedding, and not just theirs—he began crashing other weddings too, capturing the joy on video. The pition was ter posted on YouTube, where it went viral within days.

  In the se, Bailey’s insecurities surfaced again.

  “Why did you have to shoot that video for that bimbo?” she asked bitterly, referring to Rihanna. “You don’t even have a singing part in that song.”

  “It’s a give-and-take retionship in songs like these,” Troy expined. “When she agreed to sing ‘Closer’ with me, I promised to feature in her video. Plus, she’s a good friend.”

  Bailey hugged him tighter. “I just don’t like you kissing someone else.”

  Troy gently patted her back. “Don’t worry, love. My heart belongs to you and you only.”

  [We Found Love - Rihanna, Calvin Harris]

  The video, ‘We Found Love’, was entirely sung by Rihanna, with Troy pying her love i. The storylied the couple as drug addicts living recklessly—indulging in passion, booze, and narcotics. The tragiding saw Rihanna’s character leaving Troy due to his overindulgence, leading him to overdose in despair. The s faded to bck before the message appeared: Say No ts. A poignant message for a movie within a movie.

  Ironically, during the shoot of ‘We Found Love’, someone offered Trs. He deed but accepted a free sample and the taformation the dealer provided, pocketing them with no iion of ever using them.

  The shoot was in the U.S., and Troy returo the UK via private jet. Upon nding, he was met with devastating news: Bailey’s sister Dana had suffered a cer repse and was in the ICU.

  Bailey shut herself off, refusing to speak with Troy, wanting to deal with the situation alone. Respeg her need for space, Troy stepped back. There was little he could do—Dana was already receiving care from the nation’s best doctors.

  Meanwhile, Troy’s manager pressed him about his professional obligations. Relutly, he agreed to record a new song.

  [Lovely - Billie Eilish, Khalid]

  ~:Oh, I hope some day I'll make it out of here

  Even if it takes all night or a hundred years

  Need a pce to hide, but I 't find one near

  Wanna feel alive, outside I 't fight my fear

  Isn't it lovely, all alone?

  Heart made of gss, my mind of stone

  Tear me to pieces, skin to bone

  Hello, wele home :~

  As Troy’s beautiful vocals carried the song, the story unfolded in the background. Bailey remaieadfastly by her sister Dana’s side, while Troy made repeated attempts to reach out to her. Each time, Bailey rebuffed him.

  During the st, poignant line of the song, Dana’s heart monitor ftlihe sound echoed through the hospital room, and more than a few audience members iheater wiped away tears at the devastating se.

  Losing her sister pushed Bailey into deep depression. Struggling to cope, she made the painful decision to break up with Troy. She couldn’t even face him in person, delivering the heartbreaking news over the phone.

  For Troy, the breakup was a shattering blow. Desperate to numb the pain, he reached for the coe he had received during the U.S. shoot of ‘We Found Love’. At first, it ing meism—a way to silehe ache in his chest. But soon, the drug became the only thing he cared about, dominating his every waking moment.

  His manager grew increasingly ed. Hoping to steer Troy away from his downward spiral, he arranged a meeting with a promi film director who waroy for the lead role in his project. He thought tryihings, like ag, might make Troy better.

  Troy relutly agreed, but chose to drive himself to the meeting. Just before leaving, he snorted a rge amount of coe, which sent him into a halluatory haze.

  [Blinding Light - The Weeknd]

  The hauntingly rhythmic ‘Blinding Lights’ pyed as Troy sped through the city streets, his vision blurring ay dist. The se was both mesmerizing and terrifying as he drove erratically, narrowly avoiding collisions—until he didn’t.

  The song cresdoed to a shog climax as Troy’s car smashed into another vehicle. The s cut to bck, leaving the audien stunned silence.

  “Please tell me he doesn’t die,” a girl iheater asked out loud, voig the shared se of many viewers.

  Thankfully, Troy survived the crash, though barely. He was rushed to the emergen in critical dition. The hat the global teen i had been driving uhe influence spread like wildfire, sparking both e and .

  Bailey, watg the news from home, was overe with worry and guilt. She rushed to the hospital to see Troy but was stopped by his manager.

  “You’re not good for him,” Paul Rudd’s character said firmly. “Before you, he was just a normal teenager. He hadn’t even tried alcohol, let alone drugs. But now…” He shook his head, his voice filled with frustration. “I won’t stop you from seeing him, but ask yourself this—do you want to see him dead? Because if yer him again, that’s exactly where this will lead.”

  Bailey broke down in tears but decided to honor his words for Troy’s sake. Running out of the hospital, she crossed paths with Rihanna, who had e to visit Troy. The two exged a long, knowing look before walking in opposite dires.

  Troy eventually pulled through, but the act marked a turning point. Once he was stable, he was admitted to a rehab facility. However, the pain of Bailey’s absence haunted him. He couldn't uand why she hadn’t visited, even after such a life-threatening ordeal.

  In one of the rehab’s group sessions, Troy sang a heartfelt song for his fellow patients to show how much it has affected him.

  [Someone You Love - Lewis Capald

  ~: Now the day bleeds

  Into nightfall

  And you're not here

  To get me through it all

  I let my guard down

  And then you pulled the rug

  I was getting kinda used to being someone you loved :~

  It went without saying—more than a few audience members wiped away tears as Troy’s emotionally charged song filled the theater. Eaote filled with raw pain, captivating everyone who heard it.

  After that first day, it became a ritual of sorts where Troy would sing the song for his fellow patients. One day, during one such performance, Rihanna visited Troy. She was visibly moved by the depth of his song.

  “You have to release this,” she urged afterwards, her voice soft yet insistent.

  Troy shook his head firmly. “It’s too personal. This isn’t for the world.”

  Rihanna, uanding his reluce, offered an alternative. “The’s make somethiogether.”

  After a moment’s hesitation, Troy agreed. With only a week left in rehab, he started pnning the colboration with Rihanna. The result was nothing short of magic. It was the same song they eventually performed at her cert which was released on YouTube by a fan.

  [We Don’t Talk Anymore - Charlie Puth and Selena Gomez]

  ~: Don't wanna know

  What kinda dress you're wearin' tonight

  If he's holdin' onto you so tight

  The way I did before

  I overdosed

  Should've known your love was a game

  Now I 't get you outta my brain

  Ooh, it's such a shame

  That we don’t talk anymore :~

  As the music video for their duet unfolded, the audience was given glimpses into the lives of both Troy and Bailey.

  Troy, immersed iing the song, was slowly pieg his life back together. Meanwhile, Bailey was far from happy. Her parents, already on shaky ground, filed for divorce after Dana’s death. She is hounded by everyone around for breaking Troy’s heart, and causing his act ily. She is just sick of everything, and wants to escape. Desperate for a fresh start, she applied to a uy in France, determio leave the UK behind.

  When the song was plete, the narrative shifted back to Troy and Rihanna. During a quiet moment, Rihanna leaned forward and kissed him.

  To Rihanna’s surprise, Troy didn’t kiss her back.

  “You still love her, don’t you?” Rihanna said softly. She didn’t need an answer—his eyes gave him away. “Go after her.”

  But when Troy sought Bailey, he learned she had already left for France. Her mother refused to share whiiversity she’d chosen. Though heartbroken, this time Troy didn’t spiral.

  Life moved forward. Professionally, Troy’s career soared, but he stayed single for a year, uet Bailey.

  One day, during a stop in London on his world tour, just as he was about to go on stage, someoopped him backstage.

  It was Bailey’s mother.

  “Bailey’s ba London,” she said urgently. “But she’s just about to leave. She’s at the train station. If you hurry, you stop her.”

  Troy’s expression hardened. “Why now? Why didn’t you tell me where she was st year?”

  “She forbade me to,” her voice trembled. “Until today, I didn’t realize how miserable she was without you. You have to help her, Troy.”

  “I’m sorry,” Troy said quietly, bitterness creeping into his tone. “I’ve moved on. She should, too.”

  He turned and walked onto the stage.

  As he strummed his guitar, his mind wahe notes faltered. Frustrated, he closed his eyes, dropped the instrument, and stormed off the stage.

  The croed as Troy left the stage, but he didn’t care. Out oreet, he borrowed a fan’s car and sped to the train station.

  There, amidst the chaos of departing passengers, dodging security checks and mobilizing his fans to raise all homend arms oation, he found her. Bailey.

  “Troy?” she whispered, stunned.

  Their reunion was emotional awarming at the same time. When he finally pulled her in for a passionate kiss, the final song of the film began to py.

  The camera panned out, showing the reunited couple framed against the departing train.

  [All of Me - John Legend]

  ~: Cause all of me

  Loves all of you

  Love your curves and all yes

  All your perfect imperfes

  Give your all to me

  I'll give my all to you :~

  A final video pyed of Troy and Bailey enjoying their time together as the beautiful melody pyed in the background. Slowly, the so building until it was over on a sweet spot.

  The s faded to bck, and the credits rolled.

  The theater erupted in thunderous appuse. The audienew they had witnessed ematic perfe. They don’t make movies like these anymore, so it was a treat for the fans inal musicals.