My Idol

Part - 14

-Siddharth's pov-

There are some days when you don't feel like anything. Neither you are sad nor happy and even not usual. It's different but couldn't be described. That's what I feel today.

I've been thinking about Avneet, a lot more than I should. She's everywhere. When I look at the gift box I bought a week ago, she's there.

I think about how she'd react when she sees me at her inauguration. I think about how hopelessly romantic that girl is. It makes me smile.

When I'm texting her, I feel like there is someone out there waiting to know how my day went. And when I see her photo saved in only me folder, I feel lucky, lucky to experience that beautiful face of hers.

Her chocolate brown eyes, her toothy slight smile, her baby hair falling at her forehead, it's a piece of art. Created by God's grace.

I want to meet her, look at her in person and give her a hug, a well needed proud hug for moving in life, for being brave and making such a big move.

She's awesome, and I want to scream it to the whole fucking world. She's fucking beautiful inside out.

-Avneet's pov-

It was 3am, the time when it's the deepest hue of dark. I wasn't sleeping. Instead, I was lost, lost in the thoughts of my business.

Ever since I got back from the states, I've been working hard for the startup and finally the inauguration is here in just one more week. It's a make it or break it opportunity for me. I may
seem stronger, but I'm actually feeble.

Emotionally sensitive, that's the reason I'm trying to keep myself distant from Siddharth. I'm trying my level best to not catch feelings for him, because I know he's a star and I'm just a normal girl from the crowd.

He always makes me feel like he's a normal person but the truth cannot be neglected. I'm afraid that if someone hacked his account and read our chats, then I would become the target of the media. The thought of makes me shiver.

I admire him the most. For being down to earth and having an amazing sense of humor.

I want to meet him in person in my life, not as a fan but actually as a friend. A friend that he actually longs to meet. I'm being selfish here, but I really want him to come to my inauguration but I know neither it's practical nor is it possible.

I know he's apologetic for being able to make it and I want him to know that it's fine and I'm fine with it. But I think I'm failing in showing that I'm okay.

And that sucks! Drowned in my thoughts, I saw a notification and a sudden change in my mood. Just one text by him can light me up.

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