A FAMOUS STRANGER | pedro pascal

⋆ ★ CHAPTER 01

As i walk down the empty, cold (and also very spooky) street at night, I start to feel watched.

However, nobody's nearby - at least that's what I thought.

Slowly but surely I hear steps coming closer and closer.

Shit I think to myself.

What was I thinking to go out at night, on a random street I dont know, as a young woman?

I feel a tap on my shoulder. My heart raises.

Who the hell is this, why are they following me?

A fine, well aged man appears in front of me, staring directly into my soul.

"Um hey there.", he says. "Hi?", I answer with a shaky voice... How embarrassing.

"My phone is out of battery and I need a ride home. You mind if I borrow yours, to call a friend quickly?" he explains to me.

Im skeptical, what if this is a scam? Is he trying to steal my phone or something bizarre?
Despite the fact that I think he is going to scam me, I hand my phone over.

"Yeah, sure. Just make it quick, okay?" "Will do.", he reply's ironically.

Minutes pass, I start to get frustrated. Who the hell does this guy think he is? A famous popstar or something?

"Oh sorry I forgot to ask. You want a picture or anything? Usually fan-" I snap my phone out of his hand.

First he follows me like a creep, and now hes offering nudes. How pathetic.

"What the hell!" I yell. He looks at me confused.

"Uh do you prefer an autograph over a picture? I can do those to.", he says confused just like me.

"You're - You're famous?" I ask, even more confused than ever.

"Yea. Guess I am" he replies.

Gosh everything about this 2am conversation is just so embarrassing. Im acting like a total Idiot.

"Im so sorry, I thought you were talking about... other pictures. Gosh im dumb" I explain as I hand my phone back to the famous guy.

"No worries" he says with a slight smile on his face.

To break down the awkward silence between us while he waits for his ride home, I ask "If I may ask, who even are you, just curious."

"Pedro Pascal." he replies proudly with a slight accent. I nod,  disappointed because I thought he looked familiar.

No Idea who this guy is, never heard of him.

Many more minutes of silence pass, and then finally - his ride is there.

"Well, thanks for lending me your phone." he says as he walks to his car.

"Wait-" I say loud enough so he hears me. Pedro turns around, looking quite excited.

"You think I could maybe, get your number? I mean if its okay with y-"

"Why not." he answers.

I hand him my phone - for the 3rd time today, so he can type his number in.

For some reason I start blushing. No idea why, but this random celebrity I just met just has something to him.

Something very, unique.

"Thanks, Pedro.", I say to him. "No problem. Anyways my rides waiting so uh-"

"Dont worry."