I Rented A Pop☆Star

❦ : We meet again

★Ben POV★

You know you can trust someone if they try to beat you up with a gigantic stuffed bear.

Damn him. You ask your friend one favor and he has to go and make it bad for you.

All I did was ask Chris to stand in as Ian so Raissa wouldn't know that I'm Ian. You know what I mean?! No?!

Okay, let me explain.

Chris= my childhood friend aka player of the century. I'm not kidding. I should have known better than to have asked him to take my place as 'Ian'. He'll probably go hitting on Raissa tomorrow! I will kill him if he does. With my new Forever Alone bear. Oh yeah, I went that far.

Anyway, moving on.

Ian= my stage name. It's a weird stage name, but I panicked, okay?! They were all staring me down when they asked for my stage name, and there was the company sign that read 'STARIAN' so I took the last part as my name! Don't judge, okay?! I actually like the name Ian, but I'm more comfortable with Ben.

Ben= me. Just me. Not superstar 'Ian' or anyone. Juuuuust me.

Forever Alone bear= wait. Why the heck am I introducing him?! Oh well, might as well explain.

The day Raissa got lost, she was holding Forever Alone bear and when I bumped into her while running away from a mob of girls, she attacked me with the bear.

No, I'm not kidding.

Let's do a mini flashback, shall we? We have lots of time before I go stalk Chris and Raissa on their... Whatever it is.

...

"IAN!"

Yep, that's my name.

"IAN I LOVE YOU!"

Uh... Thanks? I think?

"MARRY ME!"

Marry you?! I don't even know who you are! Well, I know your face, but that's it!

"IAN, CAN I HAVE A PICTURE WITH YOU?!"

Sure... if I can see your face and find out where you are.

I quickly got into the Ferrari and slammed the door shut before fans started crowding the car.

"GOGOGO!" I yelled, pointing forward and urging my driver to start driving.

I managed to escape them, but being me, I just HAD to get hungry so I stopped for a burger.

Bad idea.

 "IAN, WE LOVE YOUUUUU!!!" A group of girls yelled, which caught the attention of OTHER girls, which started a huge chase-Ian-until-he-can't-run-anymore-fest. Lovely, really.

"STOP RUNNING!" Another group of girls yelled.

Uhhhh no thank you. I'll keep running, thankyouverymuch.  Please stop chasing me though? I just wanted a burger? Does anyone have a burger with them right now?

Because I wasn't looking where I was going, I bumped into someone, and we both fell down.

She fell on top of me and got up first, but she didn't stand up.

No, she sat up on top of my chest and started hitting me with her huge teddy bear, yelling in English about rude French guys and their lack of manners. It might have been funny... If she wasn't sitting on me and if I wasn't trying to run from fangirls.