~ What If We could Rewrite the Stars ✨

Chapter 23

Recap:

Nate lied about his stomach ache to escape incoming questions from Dylan. Next day, Dylan tried being a good boss and gave him a day of paid leave. Nate was guilty of both lying to and suspecting Dylan, so as a thank you gift he decided making him white chocolates. But a text message snatches away his inner peace.

Next~

I reached my destination before time.

Strange..

Such a beautifully decorated cafe in a prime spot, it should have at least a few customers. But... I am the only one here.. atleast for now.. This doesn't make any sense or does it? I am going paranoid..

The interior designing would have wowed me if I wasn't feeling this nail-biting anxiety since yesterday. The atmosphere felt uncanny.

I know how dangerous and malicious paparazzis can be. They can do anything and everything to gain attention. They absolutely love being in the spotlight by digging dirt about others and turning them into the hot talk of the town. What's more horrible is that they don't care a bit about 'privacy' of others at all. Everything is a way to earn money and fame for them. Often times just for the sake of petty revenge, such reporters have published fake news about celebrities.

The sneaky click of me and Dylan together could mean only one thing- beginning of a scandal.

Ping..

I see, you are here already.

The text awoke my every sense to the boot. I must not let Dylan face any sort of dirty media criticisms. It was high time that I protect Dylan from every possible harm. I was alert.

Screeeeeaaaaaachhhhh..

Someone has entered the cafe..

The empty chair facing me was no longer empty.

But I didn't expect to see this person here. A smile unknowingly spread across my face. Smile- God knows what magic is hidden in smile, the anxiety in me reduced to it's minimum, the gripping pressure on my brain was relieved magically.

"Diana!!!!" I almost squealed in unexpected ecstasy.

"What's up, fanboy?" My long lost best friend was smiling at me.

"What are you doing here? When did you return? Wait-- how have you been? " I was bombarding her with questions.

"Jesus, let me take a breather!!!" Diana pretended to complain.

"Sorry~"

"Hahahahaha!! So... From fan to faen, Huh?"

"Damn it!!! It was you!!"

"Stupid, who else will book the whole café for you??!! Huh?! Ahem... Except your Daddy D, ofcourse."

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A smile secretly crept all over my former anxiety-stricken facial muscles relaxing them for the best! I was riding back home in a cab. Hmmm.. "home".

I kept replaying of all the bullshit stories Diana said in my mind.

I listened to them, called them bullshit and then listened to some more. Cause through her bullshit stories the biggest secret wish of my life was getting fulfilled.

I chuckled realising how time changes everything. I am a MIMMO*. Earlier, there wouldn't be a single day when I didn't log into the official fanclub of Dylan. I always kept myself updated with his news. But now... Ever since I started working for him, I barely opened it. Maybe because deep inside I knew I will always stay updated about him now even without social medias.

But Jesus, I was so wrong!!!

I am quite embarrassed yet secretly happy at the same time.

Back at the restaurant~~

Diana: Spill the tea!

Nate: What are you talking about?

D: Geeez!! Don't tell me you didn't open the fan page.

Nate: hah haha hahaha *nervous laughter*

D: Damn!! Open it now!!!!

I didn't know what to expect while opening the fan page. But now I know, even if I had expectations; the results would still exceed them.

The hazy pic which Diana sent me the previous day was actually posted in the fanpage. And all were going gaga thinking "the mysterious man" was Dylan's boyfriend. The even made a ship name- #Dylanate !! Well.. I was the "mysterious man" here because only my side profile could be seen, that too it was very hazy. Someone clicked it from quite a good distance.

But... My dear Diana could recognise me even in that condition. Well, I would have disowned her if she can't recognize her best friend, but thats not the point.

The point is somehow I suddenly became Dylan's secret boyfriend and I was hearing it from Diana.

My and Diana's friendship was really unexpected. But best things happen when we aren't aware of it, isn't it? Just look at us! We met at Dylan's first fan meet. Diana was the fan club president and I, well, I was one of the few male members of the club.

Dylan was giving away autographs and photographs. But my shy ass was too shy to step forward and ask for his autograph. What if he recognises me? ~ this was the only thought circulating in my brain.

Diana saw me hesitating in a corner, she was the one who brought me infront of him, she was the one who helped me get my second autograph from him. She was like a guardian angel descending from heavens for me that day.

Good old days~~~~~

I still don't know how she managed to dive into my lonely world and how we ended up being such close friends. All I know is, she is one of the handful of people who never judged me or bashed me for my sexuality.

I remember the time when I confessed loving Dylan since school days to her. I remember how excited she was when she came to know of our little backstory. I still remember, how I wanted to burry myself in the ground because of her non stop teasing. I love how she always encouraged me about my secret love. I don't know why she always thought I should confess my love to Dylan (who doesn't even remember me), I mean I am a dwarf if he is the moon in the star studded sky. But atleast her encouragements helped in building up my non existent self confidence from 0 to 8. She and Pihu made me confident enough to step into this entertainment industry.

I really missed her when she went to Paris to study her dream career- fashion designing. Welost contact when she changed numbers. Damn, I missed her so much!!

Now that she is back finally, I couldn't be happier!! I am dying to share all my secret fanboy moments when I am with Dylan. Haha, I know she would really love to hear them.

Ping...

My chain of thoughts was broken with the incoming text notification.

Pihu: Come home immediately, dad throwing tantrums again..

This one sentence was enough to ruin my mood. My "so-called family" wanted me to go to their house.

Something bad is going to happen- my guts told me.

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Annnnnddddd we are back after a month long break. Syasya was busy with thesis and I was.. well.. watching BLs.. errrmmm.. basically I did nothing productive in past one month.

How are you all doing?

*MIMMO = Dylan's fandom
Dylan is Daddy D to his fans, and his fans are his mimmo to him.