*Shyra's POV*
Rahul will be here in thirty minutes and I still don't know what to wear. I spent the next ten minutes rummaging through my wardrobe. At the end, I settled on a black and white horizontal striped crop top and a pair of black palazzo pants.
I brushed my hair, leaving it open. Applied some kohl, eye liner and mascara. I applied a shade of nude lipstick on my lips. I also changed my earrings, wearing silver loops and my watch. Quickly putting on my black stilettos and carrying my clutch and phone, I headed downstairs.
I saw Rahul sitting on the couch, speaking to mom and dad. He was wearing a black button down shirt with rolled up sleeves and a pair of black jeans and white sneakers.
The boy looked yum.
All of them turned to look at me, thanks to my stilettos making some noise. As I reached the last step, Rahul was already on his legs. He hugged dad and mom, bidding them goodbye before walking towards me.
"Shall we?" He asked me, smiling.
"We shall." I smiled.
"Bye mumma, bye papa. Take care." I said, before heading out.
Soon enough we were in Rahul's car, driving to where ever he was planning to take me.
"So, where are we going?" I asked him.
"For dinner?" He raised an eyebrow.
"Stop playing games and tell me." I rolled my eyes.
"You look gorgeous." He stated.
"Thanks. You look hot too." I said.
"Now, tell me where we're heading to?" I asked again.
"You'll see baba." He chuckled.
"Rahul." I groaned.
He chuckled, not forgetting to wink at me.
"Okay, so we'll take an hour at the max, so how about you sing for me until we get there?"
"An hour? But I'm super hungry. Okay can we please take away some fries from that McDonald's and then I'll sing okay?" I gave him my best puppy eyes, pointing at the McDonald's ahead.
"Okay, fine." He laughed.
He took the drive through, ordering a large fries, and two McCafès. While we were getting our things, the man seemed to recognize us.
"Rahul sir and Shyra ma'am!" He gasped.
"Hi!" I grinned at him.
"Can I please get a picture?" He requested.
"Sure. Go ahead." Rahul smiled. The man clicked a selfie standing at his window.
"Thank you so much!" He said.
"Byeee!" I waved at him, before Rahul drove away.
"You love meeting fans, huh?" Rahul asked, sipping his McCafè.
"You could say so. I mean, whatever I am today is because of them." I shrugged, munching on my fries.
"You know, you're very cute." He chuckled.
"Is this supposed to be a compliment or what?" I laughed.
"It's a compliment, obviously!" He laughed along.
"I got you fries, so now sing for me." He said.
"Which song?" I asked.
"Uhm.. Hasi from Humari Adhuri Kahani." He said.
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