Chase Encounters

Chapter 2 : An average day of my life

CH 2 : An average day of my life

I was petrified.

I had heard that people get really excited when they get to meet the huge stars that they really like, or one of the personalities that they love, I’ve heard that they scream or they faint or hell even come to that point where they are literally about to piss their pants,  but never before had I heard a story in which someone was petrified to meet a huge star that they admired. This was probably because I was stunned to see Ian Somehalder, the freaking Somehalder hottie, outside a coffee house, looking all casual and chill, on a day which I thought was a pretty shitty one.

So while I was being all sophisticated and elegant, what with my mouth hanging open and my eyes becoming so wide they were on the point of looking murderous to the other person and my whole body going numb, Ian Somehalder smirked.

Yes that’s right, he smirked. That to-die-for lopsided smile of his. Oh I’m in heaven.

“You were saying something?” he asked.

God it’s like he knew that I was thanking my lucky stars in my mind , and not just a ‘thanks’ but a full blown speech that they give at the Oscars which usually makes a lot of people cry. He knew the affect he had on me, like he did with millions other, and he was happy about it. But not in a shitty, assholish way. He was genuinely happy about it. You could see it in his eyes. OMFGHYTFG HIS EYES!

Before I could continue my monologue further, I decided to act a lit bit less mad and closed my eyes and mouth only to open them again like a normal person does.

“Umm I, …you? Uhhh you ar—what I mean is tha-th-tha-.” Oh just great. When I finally forced myself to act a lit bit on the normal side, my mouth betrayed me like a complete backstabbing bitch. But I was being a complete backstabbing bitch to myself! Ugh I wasn’t even making any sense right now.

“Go on. I’m sure you can finish what you stared to say,” he laughed.

I blushed and looked around me. I saw that almost nobody else was on the street right now. And that is the reason why hundreds of fans didn’t bombard him from all directions. So that explains why I wasn’t squashed in like a pumpkin but what is he even doing here?

I turned to him sharply and inquired,” What are you doing here?”

He seemed a bit surprised by my question. And that’s when my amazing, amazing brain realized how that sentence must have sounded to him. It must have sounded like I was sad or even angry that he was standing in front of me. As if!

“I, uh, I didn’t mean it like that. I just am surprised to see you here,” I said weakly, scratching my head while trying not to look at his face. Or well I tried to. When my hand came closer to my head, I realized that I still had what remained of my coffee in one of my hands while my other hand was still holding the packet with Kad’s chicken wrap inside. And on any normal occasion that thought might have linked to so many others, including the fact that I was late and what all transpired this morning, but lets’ just say that meeting Ian Somerhalder kind of beats that thought processing.

So I moved towards the dustbin and threw my coffee in. There was coffee on my hand and I turned back to see that Ian had also moved towards the dustbin. I spoke again, making sure that this time I did not sound like a crazy bitch.

“Aren’t you supposed to start filming for The Vampire Diaries Season 6 soon? Well that is what I heard even though your character is supposed to be dead.” I raised my eyebrow at him even though I knew that that was true, according to the magazine tabloids I had read.

He smirked that smile of his again and said, “If you already know what I am supposed to do then why are you asking me? Should I take you for a fan?”