More than make-believe
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"We're just pretending... right?"
When Priya, a quiet girl with a not-so-quiet crush, is offered the chance of a lifetime - to fake date her longtime idol, star cricketer Shubman Gill, as part of a PR strategy - she signs the contract with trembling hands and a guarded heart.
She knows it's fake.
He makes sure to remind her every time they meet.
Cold. Distant. Untouchable.
The Shubman Gill she faces isn't the charming boy she'd adored from afar - he's businesslike, blunt, and emotionally locked up. And Priya? She hides her heartbreak behind zipped jackets, short replies, and a promise to herself: don't fall any deeper.
But the more they pretend, the more real it begins to feel.
In the silences. In the stolen glances. In the text messages they never talk about.
He told her not to read into it.
She said she wouldn't.
But love doesn't always follow the rules.
Especially when it starts where it was never supposed to exist.
"Act Like U Love Me" is a slow-burn, emotionally layered fangirl fiction filled with distance, denial, and the kind of quiet ache that lingers long after the last page. For everyone who's ever loved someone from afar and wondered - what if he loved me too?
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She had tried. She even looks outside but she eventually stares at Shuraim. Like she always did. She has always found him intimidating. The sharp eyes had a numbness to it, a wall so hard she could barely encompass behind these hard glances. He had never looked at her. She? She had tried not to. At least she tried to. Tried everything to stop herself from looking at his stubble face, smile so rich. These elite feasts felt like a way to bridge the way. He felt like a celebrity. Of course he was the talk of the town every now and then. He was the guy everyone hated but smiled at when he looked. Shuraim Baig. Jannat tried not to look at him but she had to fail. That was how whipped she was. This time, she was surprised. Because for the first time in her life, between these chaotic parties, weddings and feasts, beyond all the people. Shuraim noticed her. And she inhaled a lot of the moment and her mind revolved towards the first entry in her diary. A filmy bollywood song in the background. Her brain screamed it was cringe. But her heart was consoling her. "It's not cringe until it's your turn... it's all true for that one look." • One city. Bangalore. Two powerful families as blood ranged enemies. The Baig's and The Hashim's. Six lives enrolled in a rampage of Pain, Revenge, Betrayal, Blood and Disgust. Topping it over, Will love overtake it all? Jannat Malik got married to Shuraim Baig. For him, it was a love at first sight which he didn't believe until he saw her but for her it was otherwise. Shuraim had a lack of maternal love and disturbing events, he ushered to get married to her quickly. It reveals things confusing his existence and foundation of his love? It's a rigmarole of patience. Dive in if you are an impatient one.
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