Catching Mr. Dreamboy

#Chapter 2: That Girl Named Miaka.

--- *Miaka* ---

"So is there anything we should expect in the future for the both of you?", said the first reporter.

"I guess, we both are hoping for more projects, especially for our fans.", just keeping it short.

"So, Ms. Miaka, do you really love Dylan? Or at the least see him as someone you could love?"

This is the third time I've been asked that question.

I don't know why but they keep on making me say 'yes'.

"Yes, he can be more than just my leading man."

Voices raised from the crowd.

I felt Dylan's hand suddenly holding mine.

More flashes from cameras began to invade my eyes.

I looked at Dylan, he smiled.

I smiled back.

I look at the crowd.

I smiled.

I turned to Dylan and gave him a weak slap on the shoulders and we both laughed.

This is what people love to see.

US.

Happy and in love.

And then came more questions.

We're just sitting here smiling and being happy.

The press conference went on and ended always the way it should.

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It's been three years since I've been paired up with Dylan.

At first I was hesitant.

I really don't feel comfortable with him.

But I have a contract so I need to do my job.

Now, after three years, I know I made the right decision.

Everything I have right now are all thanks to the Mia-Lan love-team.

Me, obviously the less famous partner.

But I'm going by fine.

I am Miaka Nicole Chua.

Dylan James Pardilla's love interest.

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"So, another nice show back there."

I was interrupted from my deep thoughts.

"Well, yes. You could expect nothing less from an actress of my calibre."

"Seems like you're deep in thoughts right now...Labas tayo! My treat!"

"You know I don't want to bring ourselves to that level, you know we need to keep it professional.", there, I said it. But he still keeps his enthusiastic face.

"I know, but I'm just concerned about you Mia, you know how important you are to me..."

I gave him a smile, "Seems like you earned another pogi point from me Mr. Pardilla.", well, nobody could deny how charming he really is, especially if you get to work with him.

"So, is that a yes?"

"No."

"Please?"

"Dylan just stop. I'm sorry."