~ What If We could Rewrite the Stars ✨

Chapter 4

I stood still. Sounds of steady footsteps kept approaching me. My mind was in it's highly active mode thinking of all the possibilities. What if I turn back and see water dripping from his hairs? What if he is just in his towel? I shivered just at this thought.

"Good morning." The voice that was perfectly capable of seducing me, sounded from behind. Be professional, you can fanboy at other times! I reminded myself. Self discipline is very important, you know right?

"Good morning, Mr. Evans." I said slightly bowing my head. Pheeewww!! What a relief! He is at least wearing his bath robe.

He cocked his eyebrow up. I don't know what that was for. But I went on with my duty as I absolutely had no wish to get fired on my very first day.

I handed him his pants over. He took it from my hand and started putting it on. I deliberately looked somewhere else. God hasn't given me the superpower to resist the charm of manly long legs.

Next he wore his shirt and asked me to button his sleeves. You know, follow employer's instructions to tee! But this time my mantra wasn't helping me at all today. My heart was beating at 200 bpm perhaps. Too add to this, I also had to help him wear his coat. But why is he staring at me? Did I do something wrong unknowingly?

"Since this is your first day, I need to inform you that tying my tie and making me wear my watch also falls under your job scope. I hope I don't need to repeat it twice."

I nodded in response and took the tie in my hands. My heart acted as if it was in some disco shaking it body to its favourite dance number! I lifted his collar up as gently as I could, avoiding his gaze. He was quite a bit taller than me. So I had to tiptoe while draping the tie around his neck. I almost lost my balance when I heard him chuckle. That damn chuckle! I am not exaggerating but I swear my little brother twitched at the sexy sound Dylan just made. You have a death wish Nate Williamson! I instinctively stepped back but was grabbed my a strong arm. Why did he chuckle though? I couldn't figure out.

"You need to tie a knot , Nate!"

I gulped down my saliva. My name never sounded this hot ever before!

"Do I look handsome?" He asked smirking. Only then did I realise I was staring at him like a dumbass.

"No. I mean, yes.. Errrrr...." My cheeks were burning. I know I sounded very stupid just now. This narcissist!!!!

He giggled, and.... rubbed my head?? He, the Dylan Evans, heartthrob of all the heartthrobbers, just now rubbed my head???!!!!! My heart wanted to break free from the cage. I was afraid I couldn't conceal my smile this time. So I bit my tongue and tied the knot as quickly as possible. I also latched the watch on his wrist.

I need to escape from this situation now. Without thinking much, I ran into the walk-in wardrobe again.

Once in, I let my smile spread over my entire body. Why is he so.. good? I wanted to squeal like the fanboy I was. But before I could do so, the wardrobe door opened and he walked in.

"Let's go and have breakfast" he said.

"Errr. I need to pack your clothes for workshop." I said scratching my head.

"Okay. Then join me later."

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We were currently sitting in the meeting room of Shining Star co. I knew my job here. It was as simple as noting down minutes. Dylan's manager Kyle was currently discussing a few endorsements and upcoming movies as well as web series' that was offered to have.

"Make sure the brands are scandal free before giving them a positive answer." Dylan said.

"Sure! Don't worry about it." Mr. Kyle nodded in agreement.

"As for the rest, I need to read scripts first. No matter who is the producer or director or co-actor, I still need to see the story line first."

"But I.." Mr. Kyle couldn't complete whatever he was saying when Dylan cut him off, "Hand all the scripts to my assistant."

"Okay!" Mr. Kyle seems demotivated for some reason.

"Nate, what's next in my schedule?"

"Workshop."

"Let's go!"

I followed him to the company van with both hands full of scripts. The driver opened the door and we entered in.

The van was quite spacious. It had wide legroom and comfortable seats. We came from his home till here in Dylan's private Jaguar. That was also my first time riding such a luxurious car. Huh! Seems like my good time has finally arrived!

I took out the "brunch box" and handed him over the dry fruits. There was also a protein shake bottle that Mr. Thomas packed from home.

We arrived the workshop location in almost forty five minutes. I could see a group of young girls with placards in their hands. Dylan's fan group - that means I need to protect Dylan from any unpleasant scenerio.

I stepped out first. Then our designated driver joined me. Dylan came out the last. Ah! My ears were ringing. Them gurrrrrrls can scream man! But again, if I was present in this group, I would probably scream even louder. Hehe

I somehow managed safeguarding Dylan from his fans and took him inside safe and sound.

We went into the locker room, I was there to help him change his outfit. But I didn't expect to see another person inside. He smiled when he spotted our presence and nodded towards Dylan.

"What a pleasant surprise, Nate." Ofcourse these words were directed towards me.

"Yeah. Nice to see you here too." I smiled in response.

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Bonus:

Dylan's pov:

Nate Williamson smiled.

"Awww, such cute dimples!!" I almost blurted those words out loud.

This was for the first time I saw him smiling. It kinda pissed me off that the smile was for the other guy and not me.

Why does he have to smile like that at him? I am clearly the more handsome guy here. Is my assistant blind?

A/N: SYAX9X thanks a lot