I turned around casually, back to my friends when I felt an arm on my shoulder forcefully turning me back around again.
Now I was face to face with this hot arrogant guy. His face was only inches away from mine.
This was the closest I had ever been...
I swiftly got myself back into the college building and dialed Akil with my shaking hands. I had somehow managed to shake off the media from my trail.
"Are you putting up a fashion show or something?" I hissed quietly so no one would hear me.
"Why are you mad Princess." he answered in an annoyed but scary voice.
"One, there's a whole crowd in front of my college and guess who they are staring at, you!" I paused to catch my breath while he continued to chuckle, "Two, the media is secretly following me. Do something!"
"Who are they FBI agents?" he teased.
"So much for getting divorced! Imagine the publicity..."
"Just walk over to me Vasu don't overreact for pete's sake."
I grunted and cut the call. Maybe I should wear a mask and cover up my face so no one will know it's me that Akil is waiting for.
I walked out the building shoved through the crowd and tumbled over to Akil who caught me in his arms. He caught me! Is that more embarrassing than to fall face flat on the ground?
"Vasu?" the crowd mumbled confused.
"My love, get in the car would you, let's leave." Akil said very gently while slowly shoving me into the car. The media attacked Akil's windows.
"Sir Sir, is this your wife?" one lady asked.
"When do you predict your first child will be?" another man asked.
Akil rolled down his window and said, "Fuck off."
Then he sped away in his black Porsche in complete silence. "Can we never do this again?" I requested, "I like being the nerd in class."
"Depends whether my dad makes me do this again or not." he replied plainly.
When we got home I scurried into my room and dug through my new -walk in- closet to find myself a dress to wear this evening.
Red?
No.
Black
Not in the mood.
Grey?
Prefect.
Although my arm was still in a cast and it ruined the look I still felt pretty confident about wearing it. I also realized that I will have to call someone to drive me up to the Saxena's house.
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But I stopped in my tracks when I found Akil sitting on the couch fully dressed in the same black and white tux waiting for me.
"Stop drooling princess."
"Was not." I scoffed, "Besides, how many of the same colored suits do you own?"
"More than you could imagine in that tiny head of yours."
Rude. Plain old rude.
"Plus I thought you weren't coming."
"Get in the car before I change my mind princess."
"Which one, the Mercedes or the Porsche?" I asked mockingly.
"Actually I was thinking the BMW," he said, smiling sheepishly.
"How many cars do you own?"
"I haven't counted Princess."
"Stop calling me that."
"Princess, Princess, Princess." he repeated like a child.
