Is He A She?!

Zipping the zipper

Again not proofread since I'm kind of keen on just updating. Forgive me.

Video attached: Love me like you do by Ellie Goulding

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Zipping the zipper

"Hey you, yes, you, come here," the senior guy who was responsible for the drama called Rohan who was painting a tree's bark.

Rohan pointed to himself and when the senior nodded, he stepped forward.

"Yes?"

The senior wiped his forehead with the back of his hand, scowling at the blank space where Li Shang should be standing.

"I don't know where the kid playing the damn male lead disappeared to and since this drama is total shit, I don't want to waste anymore time waiting for that useless punk," he said and shoved Li Shang's costume onto Rohan's chest.

"Go, wear this costume. You're going to be Li Shang and help the rehearsal till my boys go and find Ryan. I'm seriously going to kill that kid."

Everyone shrugged and returned to their works. Only Rohan and I looked taken aback.

This was so great.

Not.

After Rohan was in Li Shang's costume, the rehearsal resumed.

Rohan, with the script on one hand and the other hand stretched towards me, started talking the dialogue.

It was pure agony, to be honest.

After yesterday's nuzzling session and my cringe worthy reply of 'I'm home, roomie,' I went back to room 236. But guess Rohan had other plans since he didn't show up for the entire night.

Just for the few minutes when I was trapped between his long hands, I really thought he had feelings for me.

The way he looked at me, the way he leaned on me, the way he rested his forehead on mine, the way he breathed on my ears, my cheeks... lips— I really, really, really thought he liked me back.

But just like how bad boy leads disappear after hooking up with the girl, Rohan disappeared too.

NO! I'm not saying Rohan and I... ew, but I did showed up my most vulnerable self to him. God, I let him touch me! I've never let even Danuj, who was engaged to me do that and he didn't show up in front of me after playing with my feelings and hormones like that.

"Uthra! Tell your dialogues with more emotion!"

"Yes, anna," I muttered and started reciting my dialogues without meeting Rohan Chakravathy's eyes.

Maybe he's regretting it. Maybe I'm so bad in a girl's standards.

But he called you cute.

Yeah... then why would he—

"Hey scoundrel, can you look at his eyes and say it?! God, you guys are giving me grey hair already!"

"Anna, even without the grey hair, you sound like a grumpy grandpa," I muttered back, "just give us a break already. We've been going on this for more than two hours."

"You dare talk to me like that? You're dea—"

"But he's right," Rohit interrupted. He was also one of the technicians. "We all deserve a break after rehearsing for this... pathetic excuse of a drama. Like, don't you know this is going to blow up for sure?"