Fake Love [Spyair Fanfiction]

Chapter 1

View Sawako:

I layed in the bed in hospital at the day my best friend introduced a New person in my life. Not like I expected that, she literally "ran" into my room, right after I had the horrible coffee for breakfast.

"Hey Sawako! I have so good news for you!", she barely talked, more  screamed while she seemed to search for something on her phone.

"Huh? What is it? You send me to switzerland to "heal" me?", I asked, sarcastically. Explained, many people go to switzerland because there are "doctors" who can heal cancer from just a new type of eating style. Bullshit.

"Nooooo way better than that! I arranged you a date!", she announced, smirking like she found out about my dirtiest secrets, "You will have a date with Ikeda from Spyair!"

My heart raced as I heared this name. Ikeda, of course. My favourite singer, from my favourite band, making the music I love the most. And the girl in front of me told me I would have a date with him.

Him means Ike from Spyair, one of the most famous Rock bands of Japan, popular even international, creator of several anime openings. And my one and only love.

"... What?", I simply replied, there was nothing else I could have said in this situation. Like, what would you say if your best friend literally runs in your room and tells you that you will have a date with your favourite singer that doesn't even know you?

Exactly.

"I arranged you a date with him. You never knew but I actually had contact with him a few years ago", she started to explain, laughing nervously about that secret she obviously had. Yes, I knew she is a extremly busy interviewer and she already had interviews with celebrities like... Justin Bieber for example. But she actually knew Ikeda? I didn't expect that.

"And what should I say? You will have a date with him. Today."

Now, my heart actually wasn't beating. At least for one second or so. What means "today"?! Well, probably it means the same fucking day as I got said my best friend had contact with my Band crush and that I would have a fucking date with him...?!

"No way. If he will knock on my door, I will knock him out. No regrets."

She laughed, which more sounded like the giggle of a cute elementary school girl, she always laughes like that when she get to embarrass me. And she really did. "Well, I will do your Make Up as soon as you took your shower so go on, he will come in the afternoon~ See 'ya later~"

And with that said, she went out of the room, left me in confusement. Why did she do that?! And how?!

Anyway, if it was really true, and Clara actually never lied, because she is so bad at it, then I had to get dressed and get my hair done and make up and... Oh Gosh, I actually was nervous. This couldn't be true, it just couldn't. I prepared everything anyway.

So in the afternoon, I stood in front of the mirror, looking at my figure, judging everything I could see, except of my make up, that was made by Clara.

But my clothing was just... so... "kawaii". Too kawaii for me to be honest. It was a pink skirt, that was hold with braces that crossed at my back and I had a white turtleneck sweater on. My hair was tied up and hold together with a white ribbon. I was just too "kawaii". Help.

I judged my style just a little more, when suddenly, someone knocked at the door.

Oh shit., was my only thought. What if actually....? No time for regrets, I needed to open that door.

So I walked over there, laying my hand on the doorknob. What if actually, my secret crush stood on the other side of the door? What if Clara really did a great work on surprising me? What if she lied?

"Uuuhm, is anyone there? I'm Ikeda... Clara probably announced my arrival", I heared his voice. Fuck it actually was his voice.

"Uuuhm, sorry I'm ready soon!", I explained, grabbing my purse, and my necessary stuff like my pills, my oxygen bottles, some stuff for sudden panic attacks... oh poor Ike, would have to know everything that could happen, just for one date that he wasn't voluntary at.

Then, I stood in front of the door, and took a deep breath, then I opened the door.

He actually stood there. I couldn't believe it.