Chapter 3

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        "A-Abhay D'souza?" She whispered as if not believing it herself. She looked at him again and again rubbing her eyes furiously. How could she not recognise him? She almost had every newspaper picture of him cut out and glued to her scrap book. His movies always made her laugh, his songs always made her feel calm and now he was right here looking like a psychopath.

      "Happy realisation!!!" He dropped the sharp object which was actually a wooden stick and clapped slowly. "Now if I give you an autograph, will you give me money?"

    She narrowed her eyes at him. How Pathetic! She thought. She pulled out three 10 rupees bills from her pocket. Taking his hand, she thrust her money into his. "I don't need your autograph." She snapped and walked past him.

     She tried moving forward but he won't let her. He was holding her back and drawing her behind. "Take it back, I don't need it." She heard him say.

    "Why? Suddenly ashamed, are we?" She snapped at him. Guilt flashed in his eyes. She was disappointed in him so much. She looked upto him. The amount of fanfics she wrote about him were uncountable. She blushed scarlet as she realised what what scenes she had written in them.

      "Don't look at me like that!" He snapped at her. "Like I've greatly disappointed you! I don't even know you!"

     "Yes, but I do! You have no idea how many people looked upto you. I did, once upon a time." She said hotly.

     "Yeah, however did you look upto me? Like omg! His hair is so pretty and his eyes are so huge! Omg! I'm in love with him!" He imitated a squeaky voice. She blushed, that was exactly how she had gushed over him.

        "It was a part, yes. But your songs gave me hope. Your movies made me laugh. I used to watch it again and again because it made me happy. And then when the news of you actually being a drunk came out, it disgusted me to even watch or listen to you."

    His eyes flashed hurt as he thrust the notes on her palm. Sparks flew wherever their hands were in contact. He quickly withdrew his hand as if feeling it too. "Sorry bunny. I did not realise you had that much big of a crush on me!" He laughed. She felt her  cheeks grow red as he bent down in laughter, he leaned on the wall for support as he continued to laugh at her.

      "I did not have a crush on you!" She huffed embarrassed. That was a total lie. She was totally in love with him.

    "Oh you did! Is this like a dream come true for you? Your crush standing in front of you?" He teased her.

 
     "Nope! This is a nightmare!" She stomped her feet annoyed.

      He stopped laughing and she did too as they heard a bell ringing. Their head snapped to the man pushing the trolley on the empty road.

   'Ice Cream' were the large letters painted on the trolley in pink. She removed her bag and slammed it towards his chest. And ran behind the trolley,

     "Uncle! Uncle!"

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