"I want you to act as my girlfriend!"

Is he even real?

I blinked in astonishment, unable to believe what I just heard.

"God! Seriously??!" I sighed as I muttered to myself and turned back and started walking away from him.

"Hey--hey Wait--" He blocked my way.

I raised my eyebrows and gave him a glare.

"Huh--I need an answer!" His imperious tone said it all.

Seriously?! This is the way he asks for help?

"You want an answer?! Okay listen, I have better work to do than being your girlfriend " I snapped him and tried to move away as he blocked me with his hands wide open.

"Oh come on, I just helped you. Why can't you return the favour?! And moreover, I didn't ask you to be my girlfriend, but to just act as one." He shook his head nonchalantly yet imperious.

"Okay so you offered to help me, expecting me to return your favour?" I frowned.

"No--not like that--but yeah It just struck me just a few minutes back. "

"See there are many actresses and models and also people from drama troop out there who can act as your girlfriend, so leave me!" I joined my hands together.

"I know that, but I personally feel you would fit that role and it would be very easy for my mom to believe. So yeah--tell me your phone number ?" He raised his eyebrows as he held his phone in his hand.

"Seriously?! Are you joking or what?! Who are you? A mere stranger who just helped me a few minutes ago and you now expect me to give you my number?"

"Uhh--Why not?! There are millions of people out there waiting to be my girlfriend, but I chose you. So you should be Proud and Thankful to me. " I could literally see him raise his imaginary collars.

"Ohh so sad Mr.Narcissist. I neither want to be proud nor thankful. So, You can choose someone else to play as your haughty girlfriend. Now, just leave my way" I tried to dodge him.

"Ohh come on. Stop rebuffing! I asked you to just act and not in real life. I don't have time to look out for another girl. And you don't have to do much. Just act for a few hours."

I let out a deep breath unable to withstand him for the past 10 minutes.

"What?! Why don't you say something!" He threw his hands up in the air.

"Well I don't find even one good reason to help you!" I gazed at him from top to bottom.

"Ughh--Come on, stop being insolent" I rolled my eyes.

"You stop nagging me first!" I retorted.

After a few minutes of awkward silence filling up the gap between us, he decided to speak up.

"Please?!"

So, he literally took 20 whole minutes to say this?!

"Okay fine. " I mumbled reluctantly.

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"Okay so what should I do?" I asked as he opened his Black Lamborghini's door to let me inside.

Well yeah I didn't want to become a prey for another bunch of hooligans. So when he offered to drop me home, I agreed straight away.

"Nothing much. My parents just want to meet my girlfriend , so you just have to accompany me and act like my Girlfriend " He sat next to me in the front seat.

Why did I even agree to this?!

Ugh--I don't know.

"Uhh--When?" I inquired, as he fastened his seatbelt

"Probably tomorrow or the day after tomorrow, Well I don't know. I will just let you know. " He declared eloquently.

"Uh--I am actually a little busy tomorrow!" I shrugged,as tomorrow's meet with Rohit and his parents crossed my mind.

"Why?!

You have a meeting with Trump?

Or a Phone call from Obama? " He inquired with an amused smile.

Typical men. Being polite only until they want something.

"I have college, " I countered, dodging his question, though I lied.

"Ohh hoo--So I chose a kid to act as my girlfriend!?"

"Yeah--why don't you find someone better ?" I faked a smile and faced away.

Yeah, take that!

"It's okay, I will manage with you babe" He smirked.

"Don't call me that!" I mumbled,displeased.

"You started that first babe!" He smirked.

"Enough--drop me here!" I asked him to stop the car.

"Here?!" He drifted the car to the left.

"Yeah, my house is just a few meters away. I can walk"

Well,I didn't want to invite trouble.

"Okay fine, but, what about your number?"

I looked away, avoiding his laser gaze.

Oh no suha, what if he is a terrorist?

What if he hacks your phone and clicks photos and videos with your own camera?

What if he uses to track your location?

"Come on, I won't eat you up." He rolled his eyes.

Reluctantly, I gave him my number.

"Your name?" His eyes stuck on his phone, waiting for me to answer.

"I don't think you need to know that." I sneered as he looked up at me bemused.

"What about yours?"

"You don't have to know that as well, babe" He retorted.

Well, how did I even expect him to tell his name.

Well we're probably better off not talking to each other

"Anyways---" I opened the door and stepped out and turned back.

With a mixture of confusion and inhibition since the past few hours, I decided to confront him.

"You look quite familiar. By chance, Have we met earlier?" I shook my head, unable to perceive why I felt so.

"Maybe on newspapers or magazines or might be on television" He sniggered.

Such a self-centered, cocky conceited human being!

• • • • •

"Suha, why don't you wear something presentable?" Mom eyed the black kurti, I was wearing.

"Mom!! If you keep taunting me, then I am leaving for college!" I turned away.

"Fine--Do whatever you want. " Mom sighed and paced to the kitchen, as I high-fived with dad.

"Where is Megha?!" Dad asked with a smile.

"Must be loading her face with multifarious creams and powder" I chuckled.

"Megha was born beautiful " Dad defended.

"Keep dreaming dad, you have no idea on how much she spends on beauty products.

"Come and help me place the dishes on the table, they might be here any minute " Mom screamed from the kitchen.

Mom has been running here and there since morning. She is more excited and tensed to meet 'Rohit and family' than Megha.

"You made these many dishes?" I sighed.

"Finish the work first, you can lecture me later!" Mom turned away as I carried those casseroles from the kitchen to the dining table.

Suddenly, I heard my phone beep. I picked my phone and found a message from an unknown number.

Today at 5pm, VR mall'

'Is this Mr.Narcissist ?!' '

I replied as I wasn't sure whether it was him or not.

'Yeah Babe!'

Babe?!! Ughh!!! Where the hell am I stuck now!

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