Crazzzzzy 4 U (Completed)

8: Dreams Don't Always Come True

Ayesha's POV,
It still feels like a dream. Armaan is finally noticing me. Whenever he sees me he never leaves without giving me his breathtaking smile. Not that usual scowl or 'I don't care' face. I'm soo happy.

I told about it to my another most favourite person in the world. Nida.

"Really?!" She didn't believe me either.
I nodded excitedly. "Yes. I think he's falling for me too...." I said dreamily as I could literally see our future in front of my eyes.......

•In the middle of a concert, he'll run to me, hug me and say that he loves me.
•Then he'll propose to me with a diamond ring. I don't even care if the diamond isn't even real.
• Then we'll get married.
•Then we'll have kids.
1...2..no...3...no...

"Come back to reality baby." Nida's voice pulled me back. I grinned like a fool.

"Are you sure you are a CA and not some run away from the Agra mental hospital?" She said with a serious face and a hand on my shoulder.

"Hey!" I whinned complaining.

"I know what you were thinking." She raised an eyebrow. "Sweetheart... Don't get your hopes too high. I'm worried for you now."

"It might all come true." I said with a baby face. She sighed.

"There's no use trying to get any kind of sense into your thick skull. I'm just wasting my freakin' energy. You just listen what you want to." She hit my head.

"Aw."

😛😛😛
"Uh... that's mine."

"What?" I looked at Armaan confused.

"That bottle..." He pointed at the bottle in my hand with his sexy finger and I melted under his gaze.
We were at the backstage of his concert. The screaming of the fans was making my eardrums blast and my head dizzy. Unknowingly I picked up a bottle as soon as I saw water. But I just realised....it was Armaan's.

He stood up from his seat and took a step towards me leaning to my ear.
My breath caught up in my throat....
"Looks like this was our first indirect kiss." He whispered and walked past me taking the bottle from my hand.

'K....ki...kiss'

My legs felt like jelly and I almost fell on the dressing table.
OMG...OMG...OMG!!!! 😍😍😍

If he keeps doing things like this... I might just die!!!

Armaan's POV,
I threw the bottle to the stage assistant on my way to the stage.
"Get rid of it!" I literally yelled at him.

Like having that crazy girl around wasn't enough, now I have to pretend to like her too. Tsk! Damn it!
If it wasn't for Amaal I would've....

I was interrupted by the stage manager.
"Get ready in 5-4-3...."

I took my position as I was about to lifted up to the stage.

My Fangirls were screaming for me. Holding posters saying.
"Marry me."
"Love you." Etc...

She's one of them too right. With extra benefits that she's taking advantage of. Wait and see Ayesha Farooqi. How I bring you to your knees and get you the hell out of my brother's and my life.

😡😡😡
I gave my all into my performance trying to forget everything...but her face....it was all I could see whenever I closed my eyes. It was as if I was singing for her. That crazy Fangirl! What has she done to me?!

After the concert some lucky girls got the chance to meet me backstage. There were really beautiful.
"I love you soo much Armaan!" The most beautiful of them said. I don't actually judge girls by their beauty but...what can I do?! I am a guy.