Hey, girlies! šI wrote another OS on VirMan. I know my stories really irritate you guys but what to do? I can't stay without writing a story! I hope you guys will enjoy it...
Happy reading!š
I scowled even more.
Double date.
If I didn't owe Katrina those 50 dollars, I would've never been dragged mercilessly to this ridiculous way of socializing with the other person.
I sighed hopelessly as I aimlessly threw the shortest shorts known to mankind to the pile of clothes. I let my body fall lazily on the heap of skirts when something caught my eye.
I picked up a skirt that stopped just above the knee.
It was tight and it was pink.
I quickly slipped into the skirt and exited the house quickly, hurriedly rushing towards my car.
I could feel myself getting annoyed at the limited stretching my legs are allowed due to the tightness of the skirt.
As I drove my way towards the mall, traffic caught up with the bad mood that I was already in.
I had no clean clothes. I am forced to go on a double date. I am wearing a tight pink skirt.
And I am late.
I felt the annoyance inside me evaporate slowly as I got inside the mall.
There were a lot of people, but not a lot as to bump shoulders with another. I faintly notice a group of girls gathering and discussing something in urgent voices, I shrugged it off and walked around, trying to find the store that Katrina wanted for us to meet in.
My eyes began to flicker around in curiosity as I began to notice the number of the girls gradually increasing and the volume of their voices getting louder.
What the hell was happening?
I quicken my pace and the distance between the girls and I grew farther and farther.
I sighed in relief.
I turned the corner sharply and out of nowhere, a body crashed into mine with such intensity, it sent both of us falling to the floor.
We groaned in unison, I closed my eyes for a moment as I saw stars. When I slowly opened them, a hand was offered to me. I took the hand graciously, not bothering to look up.
As I attempted to stand back up...
Oh. My. Merciful.God.
My eyes widened and I looked down at my skirt and my suspicions were true.
I just ripped my skirt.
And it wasn't even a cute, little, tiny rip. It was a huge one.
I stared at the skirt in horror when I heard it.
The deadly scream.
"OH MY GOOOD! THERE HE IS! GET HIM!" squealed one of the girls in the group excitedly, pointing frantically at my direction.
Before I could react, the hand that was holding me harshly pulled me up and broke out into a run, dragging me along with him. Screams erupted loudly from behind me.
I didn't see who he was.
All I know was that this stranger was leading me to God knows where while frantic, screaming girls chased after us.
This is not my day, AT ALL.
I tried to pull my hand away but his grip was too strong, we kept running and twisting and turning until finally, we burst inside a well-hidden men's room that people rarely used.
Before I could fully enter, hands began to pull harshly at my clothes.
I glared at the girls angrily and tugged their hands away. "Stop pulling my clothes! I don't want to come out of this bathroom stark naked!" I screamed warningly at them.
The stranger tried to close the door with a loud grunt.
After the door got closed with so much struggling, the pulling hands were gone...
I banged hard on the door, completely angered.
"I am going to kill all of you once I get decent clothes!"
"Stop trying. They're not going to listen, anyway." Said the stranger suddenly from behind me.
I felt my body stiffen and I turned around.
I felt myself freeze on the spot.
"My fans can get a little crazy." He said sheepishly, ruffling his well-known hair.
Apparently, I am stuck in a men's bathroom with a torn skirt, with teen sensation Virat Vadhera standing in front of me.
"I noticed." I said, raising my eyebrows and shrugging nonchalantly.
He looked down at the floor and sighed.
"I'm really sorry for dragging you into this." He started approaching me, I felt my heart quicken in nervousness.
"I'm Virat, by the way, Virat Vadhera. But I'm guessing you probably knew that" He said in a friendly yet shy tone, putting out a hand for me to shake.
I took it, feeling completely awkward with the whole situation. "I'm Manvi. Manvi Tandon. But I'm guessing you probably knew that." I responded, giving a small smile.
A smile crept on his lips.
"That's not all I know. I can tell you right now your favorite color is blue." He said confidently, a mischievous glint in his eyes.
"What? How'd you""
My face flushed into an immediate red and I scowled at him.
"Stop looking at my underwear!"
He chuckled. "I'm sorry, it's all bright. It's pretty hard not to take notice of."
I put my head against the wall miserably. "Well, you're not the only one who's going to notice once I come out of this bathroom."
I let a groan slip out of my mouth as Virat went silent. I turned around and instantly turned back to face the wall once more in panic.
"What are you doing?!" I shrieked loudly as he removed his pants just a few feet away from me.
I could feel him moving closer to me. I shut my eyes tightly and pressed my body against the wall, "Don't rape me!" I yelled.
A loud laugh came from Virat. "Who says I'm going to rape you? Here..." I opened my eyes and see him holding up his pants to me.
"Wear it." He said.
I looked at the pants and then at his body. He was wearing a white v-neck shirt and was now in his checkered boxers.
"Won't that leave you uhm, I don't know, pants-less?" I asked, raising an eyebrow.
"It will. But the less clothes I wear, the happier my fans will be." He said, shrugging and grinning.
I still held a look of apprehension. "Come on, I was the one who got you into this mess. The least I could do is get you into my pants." He said, trying to control the smirk at the double-meaning of his sentence.
"Gee. Isn't that just every girl's dream?" I said mockingly, taking his pants and slipping into them.
"And yet, you're the only one who got it." He replied, winking.
I adjusted the belt and with a twirl, I looked at him.
"How do I look?"
He gave me a lopsided smile.
"Perfect."
He leaned against the sink and scratched his chin. "Now, there's just the matter of getting outta here in one piece. What do you think?"
I leaned against the wall. "Well, if I had a grenade, we wouldn't be in this predicament right now."
He chuckled then his expression turned excited. "Oh! I got it! I'm going to call Vicky, my bodyguard." He went over to me and got the phone out his pants that I was now wearing, I tensed up as his hands fumbled inside the pocket, his face only a few centimeters away.
"So, why didn't you have your bodyguard with you in the first place?" I asked curiously as he waited for his bodyguard to pick up, Before he could answer my question, he and his bodyguard got to talking.
When he put down his phone, he smiled at me. "He'll be here in a couple of minutes."
I went over to the sink and washed my hands, thinking about how weird this day was.
Worry washed over me as I realized Katrina, her new boyfriend and my date will be probably waiting anxiously for me. Katrina might probably be pacing back and forth with anger on her face.
I snapped out of my thoughts when tiny sprinkles of water hit my face.
I turned to see Virat, whistling innocently.
I scooped a hand full of water and chucked it over at him. It drenched his top.
He gasped and I laughed loudly, he started to approach me but I chucked another one at him.
He removed his shirt and smirked, an evil spark in his eyes. "You're so going to pay for this." My eyes widened and I sprinted towards one of the stalls. I wasn't quick enough though and he got inside with me, locking the stall.
My back hit the stall door with a loud bang as he began to tickle me. I began to laugh hysterically.
He stopped suddenly, laughing and looking right into my eyes. We stayed like that for a moment, gazing at each other and breathing heavily with our bodies pressed close.
And who would've known, in a stuffy bathroom stall...
Virat Vadhera would have locked his lips softly unto mine and kiss me.
After a few seconds, he started tickling me again
"Oh my god! Virat, stop! Virat!" I yelled loudly, banging repeatedly against the door as his hands tickled my body.
"Ehem."
We stopped abruptly as we heard someone coughing loudly outside and ever so slowly, we opened the door of the stall.
Standing outside is Vicky with his eyebrows raised. The opened door of the men's room revealed completely and utterly shocked faces of his fan girls and paparazzi.
As Virat and I walked out, someone screamed...
"Virat Vadhera and a girl, both of 'em along in the bathroom stall!"
And the frenzy began.
Virat quickly led us out of the bathroom as cameras flashed brightly, screaming blasted thunderously and bold questions were being thrown desperately at us.
It was one big giant stampede as we struggled to get out and get pass the outraged crowd.
It didn't help that I was wearing Virat's pants, he had no shirt on and was only in his boxers, my top is all crumpled, his shirt was on the floor and we looked like a mess.
Pictures were being taken and reporters were all saying the same thing.
It was an uproar in the mall. Virat and I had something in that stal...
When we were safely outside of my car with Virat wearing new clothes, he approached to me...
"I'm really, really sorry for all this trouble. I'll find a way to fix it quickly." he mumbled shyly, completely embarrassed and looking down.
I smiled. "I couldn't care less about what people will be saying. I'll be fine. Don't blame yourself..." I said softly.
"I wish I could apologize to you longer but I really have to go..." he said with an apologetic tone.
I nodded in understanding. I had to go too.
"Don't worry about it." I said coolly.
He put out his hand again and gazed into my eyes with that unfamiliar spark.
"It was... fascinating meeting you." He said, smiling warmly.
I took it and smiled back.
"It was the same for me, and more." I replied. We both looked at each other, wanting to say more but a honk was heard behind us.
Vicky ushered him into the car and our hands slipped apart. I stared after the car as it drove away.
~
I got in my car and quickly called Katrina. She began yammering on and on for minutes about me being late until she finally told me they moved to a restaurant when a commotion happened in the mall which made me gulp nervously.
I drove to the restaurant as fast as I can, not wanting them to wait any longer.
As I arrived, Katrina waited by the door tapping her foot impatiently.
"Look who finally decided to show up!" she exclaimed, exasperated.
She looked me up and down in horror. "What happened to you?" she said in surprise.
"It's a long story." I sighed as we entered the restaurant.
"Well, you're no worse than your date."
We turned and approached a large table.
I gasped in surprise.
"Mannu, meet my new boyfriend, Ranbir and meet his friend...
Virat Vadhera."
We stared at each other in surprise.
He smirked and arched his eyebrows.
"Only on the first date and she's already managed to get me out of my pants."
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