MG~FF: Lights, Camera, Action!- Note pg 16 9/3/12 - Page 7

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till part 5
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Geet is a shrewd and angry producer and Maan an actor...
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CHAPTER 6

Maan picked Geet up holding her arms but she snapped out again. He tried to run to the driver's seat, but Geet caught his hand. His heart almost stopped with the sudden touch, that she initiated for the first time the whole night.

Geet: Dance with me. I wanna dance in the rain.

Maan looked at her with a perplexed expression and she let go of his hand. She turned around with a rejected face and tears brimming in her eyes. He couldn't let her down like this. He had a pang in his heart when she turned around with that cute pout. He didn't know what took over him in the next instant.

He knelt down on one knee and held her hand.

Maan in his oh so sensuous and husky voice asked," May I have this dance madam."

She turned around instantly, with the rain pouring down even more heavily now, his touch felt like heaven. He got up and brought her closer with a jerk from her waist. He was a little hesitant because he couldn't read her expressions. He moved away just a little holding just her hands. He wasn't sure how she wanted to do this without getting too close.

He got an idea after some thinking. To his surprise, as well as Geet's he broke out into bhangra dancing. At first, he felt kind of awkward doing bhangra in the rain with a girl who's drunk and potentially his new boss. But the moment he heard Geet's melodious laughter, he couldn't help but join her. He urged her to dance with him too, but she refused.

Maan: Yeh loh. Mein tumhare kehne par dance kar raha hoon aur tum ho ke manaa kar rahi ho.

Geet through her fits of laughter: Nahi. Mujhe... yy ye hh... hahaa... yeh wala... haahaa... dance nahi karna.

She moved closer to him and held his hands again. He was surprised with the sudden proximity. His mind yelled at him to move back because of the sexual tension that was building and the fact that the girl was drunk. But his heart had his feet glued to its spot.

Geet placed his one hand on her waist and took the other in her own hand. She put her other hand on his shoulder. They swayed to the music of the rain. Maan couldn't help but stare deep into those eyes and could see the pain that was hidden within them. She disclosed some of it to him earlier, but he wasn't quite sure what the whole story was. He was confused as to why it mattered to him so much. He wanted to take all the pain away and make it his if he could. He never cared about any girl this much, then why in just three meetings, this girl has taken control of his mind. What was it about her?

He broke out of his thoughts when she leaned closer to him, their lips just inches apart. But to his surprise, she just moved her head onto his chest and brought her arms around his neck and he automatically moved his other hand to her waist. The feel was incredible. He felt like this was where he belonged. In a long time, he felt like he belonged. All his life he had been looking for something to claim as his own. He longed for the affections of another that were selfless, and not just materialistic. He couldn't understand how she could make him feel that way but would rather live his whole life in that moment. He closed his eyes to savor the feeling deep in his heart and never let this memory be erased.

Geet was not in her senses, but she was being the Geet that once was. Even in her intoxicated state, something in the back of her head screamed to control herself, but with Maan, she didn't feel the need to. He was a stranger, but she knew him. She felt like she knew him. And she felt like he knew her, and only he had the right to know the real her. Nothing was making sense. The emotions flowed as hard as the rain and their heartbeats were in sync.

Maan couldn't control anymore and knew he had to stop this now before things got out of hand. He could feel his own arousal and didn't know what else to do. He picked her up in one swift motion and put her in the passenger seat. He could see the hint of pink on her cheeks and smiled inwardly content with the fact that he was the only one being affected.

Maan: Thank god she's not protesting anymore. Warna isse gaari mein baitane ke chakkar mein pata nahi kya kya hojaa tha.

Geet just stared at him in wonder of how someone could have such perfect features. She suddenly said, "Mujhe cinco (five in Spanish) Maan nazar aarahe hain... Lekin.. tumne mujhe apna naam tho bataya hi nahi.. toh mujhe kaise pata? Haha.. Magic.. Hahaa. Dekho...Uno Maan, Dos Maan, Tres Maan, Cuatro Maan, Cinco Maan. Hehe... itne sare ho tum. *She pointed to five different directions, the last one landing on Maan's nose*

Maan: Geet. Hum pehle bhi mil chuke hain. Issi liye tumhe mera naam yaad hoga ... woh bi bohot ache se. Aur tumhe Spanish bhi aati hain? Wow! Iss ka dimag tho nashe mein bhi itna tez chalta hai!

His expression changed from confusion to appreciation and he smiled. She smiled back at him while her finger still on his nose. She slowly moved her fingers to his cheeks, surprising Maan again. And then she did what he expected least. She pulled his cheeks like he was a chubby little kid.

Geet: Cuteyy... Tum kitne cute hooo. *She exaggerated with her big eyes*... Tum na bilkul papa types lagte ho.

Maan: Papa types? *Expression changes from perplexed to fake anger* Matlab mein tumhe buddha types lagta hoon? Hmm?

Geet: Nahiii. Tum.. tum...tum... umm... mein kya keh rahi thi?? *she asked with sincerity.

Maan just smiled and decided to let the conversation go. He leaned over her to fasten her seatbelt, when he slightly came in contact with her curves. Her breath hitched with the touch and he was too embarrassed to acknowledge it outwardly. He shut the door and stood outside the car with his eyes closed and arms out. He wanted the rain to wash all the forbidden thoughts that came to his mind for a girl that he had met just a few days ago. And a girl with whom on every meeting, he has fought with. He mentally smacked himself and wiped that wide grin off his face.

He ran over to the driver's seat and quickly sat inside. They both sat there with their eyes closed and heads leaned against the seat.

Maan: Yeh kisse paala par gaya hain mera!? Ab isse kahaan leke jaoon itni raat ko? Shayad isko pata ho yeh kahaan rehti hai... haan! Pooch ke dekta hoon.

He turned towards her, but his voice was stuck in his throat with the sight in front of him. Geet was sitting there almost as drenched as he was. He eyed her from top to bottom with his mouth open. He didn't know just the sight of a girl could make him so aroused.

Maan: Control Maan.. control! Yeh kya hogaya hai tujhe.

Geet felt the smoldering gaze that looked only at her and opened her eyes and turned her head in Maan's direction. To his surprise, she just smiled at him and shook her head as if to ask "what happened?"

Maan instantly turned around looking out the window to calm his nerves.

Maan: Woh... umm... tum kahaan rehti ho. What's your address. I'll drop you home.

Geet: oh yah. *she said as if she was totally sober.*

Maan's hopes got high that maybe she can answer his question. Although, he felt something inside him not wanting to let her go so soon.

Geet: I live.. I live on earth. *She said with complete satisfaction and jumped up in excitement.*

Maan gritted through his teeth in a murderous tone: GEET!

He started the car and drove to his house. He thanked god silently that Adi had told him that he would be spending the whole night out.

Geet: I live on Earth... You live on Earth... We live on Earth! YAYY!

Maan knew Geet was in no position to tell him anything, and unless she went to sleep, he wouldn't be in peace either. And he needed some time to practice for the audition tomorrow.

Maan self-thougt: Mujhe tho lagne laga hai ke yeh jaan boojh kar mere saath aisa kar rahi hai taake mere audition sahi se nahi ho paye kal. Lekin iski kya ghalti. Sab kuch toh mere saamne hi huwa tha.

They reached the house and Maan noticed that she was sleeping. He carried her inside and just as he was about to enter the guest room, he slipped on the welcome mat at the door. He dropped Geet on the floor and shielded himself with his hands. (Sumaiyah thinking.. what kind of a prince charming does that??😉)

Geet got up with a startle. She started crying rubbing her back. She opened her eyes and noticed that Maan was holding himself up with his hands.

Geet: Tumhe push-ups ki padi hai abhi!!? Raat ke dhai baje.. tumhe apne dole shole banane ka dil cha raha hai? Aur mujhe giraya kyun? *She started crying and pouting.*

Now how could this bechara resist that? But ego toh uski naak pe rahta hai.

Maan: Haan! Tumhara audition jo hai kal. Waise bhi tum producers toh humare dole shole pe zyada dihaan dethe ho, na ke hamaare talent per. *He calmed himself down breathing in and out*

Geet: Tum yoga bhi karte ho? Mein bhi karoongi! *Breathes loudly in and out*

Maan ignored that completely: Umm... tumhe zyada zor se lagi kya?.. Chalo utto. *He helped her get up* Tum change karlo. Uhh.. yaha par koi ladki nahi rehti toh.. mere kapde hi lelo.

He quickly gave her his kurta and pajama before she got unconscious again. He led her to the bathroom and let her change. Laying her on the bed and covering her with the blanket, he closed the lights and walked out. He walked into Adi's room and changed into something dry. He lay on the bed to get some sleep deciding to get up early to practice. He looked at the time to set his alarm, but was shocked to see that it was already 4 AM!

After such a long night, he decided that at least one hour of sleep was needed to function properly.

He got up at 5:30 AM, putting off his alarm for an extra half hour. He checked the guestroom and saw Geet sleeping peacefully.

He closed the door again and walked to the study. He took out the audition script and started practicing his lines.

Precap: Geet's reaction 😲

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CHAPTER 7

7:00AM..

Geet woke up with a throbbing headache. She sat up on the bed without opening her eyes and stretched out her arms and yawned. She reached over to the side table to get a glass of water that is always by her bed side. She picked it up and took a sip. She spit it out instantly and opened her eyes.

Geet: Yeh kya hai? Mere paani mein lemon kis ne daali??

Then she looked around and realized that this was not her room. This was not her house.

Geet: Oh God. Mein kahaan hoon? Mujhe yahaan kon lekar aaya? Mujhe abhi yahaan se nikalna hoga. Par kaise?

Then she looked down and saw what she was wearing.

Geet: HAWWW!!! Mere kapde kisne badle??? OMG… NO.. NO.. NOOO. Kahaan hai woh ulla ka patta jo mujhe yahaan laya hai. He probably took complete advantage of me last night. Yaar! WTH!

She ran towards the door with just revenge on her mind. She followed the sound of the voice. It sounded like it was coming from the study. She walked closer and was surprised to see that it was Maan. And he was practicing for her audition!

She sighed a breath of relief. But then she snapped out.

Geet: Nahi Geet! He is just like every other man in the world. He probably thought I will give him the role if he… if we… ughhh…..

She had enough of this mental debate with herself and opened the door slowly without letting him hear. His back was facing towards her. She jumped up on his back straddling him and started hitting his chest and pulling his hair.

He instantly held her from behind as if supporting her inadvertently.

Maan: AAAHHH!! Kya kar rahi ho? Uthroo!! You animal! Get off of meee! GEETT!!

Geet still pounding on his chest and now biting him: Haan Haan! Ab toh….

Maan: AAHHH! Geettt

Geet: Zor se lagi?

Maan: Haan!

Geet: Acha hua! *And she continued hitting and torturing him.* Tum ne kya socha. You'll take advantage of me and I'll give you the role?? That is the lowest and cheapest thing ever. Khud talent hai nahi aur ek ladki ka aise faida utha rahe hoo??!!

Maan had enough of this now. He pulled her in front of him making her stand firmly on the ground. She continued to pound her fists with all the power she had and tears started to form in her eyes now.

He grabbed her wrists to stop her attack but she still continued to struggle. He pushed her back onto the wall and pinned her hands above her head. His face was inches away from hers and she turned her head sideways with a disgusted look.

Maan gritted through his teeth: Chup! Bilkul chup! Kitna bolti ho tum! Ab mein bolunga aur tum sirf suno gi. Apna moo bundh aur kaan kol lo. Samjhi!? Ab suno. Meine tumhara koi faida waida nahi uthaya. Actually, tum toh mera rape karne ko tayyar thi kal raat. *He chuckled slightly remembering the events of the night before while she just looked at him confused* Tumhe kisi ne pila di thi kal raat. Remember? You were at the club at the back of the bar? Who bhi kisi ladke ke saath?

She looked at him with realization and remembrance dawning on her expressions. He smirked slightly without letting her notice.

Maan: Meine tumhe usse bacha ya.. Warna tum toh kahin ki nahi rahti. Tumne mujhe nashe ke haalat mein paagal kardiya. Pata maine kya kya nahin kiya. Bhangra bhi kiya tumhare liye.

Geet couldn't help but laugh out loud hearing that he did bhangra for her. And "tumhare liye" kept ringing in her eyes like a pleasant song.

He slowly let go of her hands and moved back seeing her calm down a bit.

Maan: Tumhe tumhara address nahi yaad tha, issi liye tumhe yahaan le aaya. Aur tumne apne kapde khud badle the. Who kal baarish hoyi thi iss liye.. Bheeg gayi thi. Aur tum mujh pe hi ilzaam lagaa rahi ho?

Geet: Sorry. Mein shayad kuch zyada…

Maan showed her his hand indicating for her to stop and moved out of the room. Before he walked out: Meine Adi se kehdiya hai ke tum yahaan ho. Wo tumhe bahaar jaane ke liye kapde de dega. Phir tumhe audition ke liye bhi jaana hoga. Mein toh jitna bhi late jao, koi faraq nahi padta… kyunki I'll be the last one anyway.

With that, something clicked in Geet's mind.

Geet: Oh shoot! The audition. I have to get out of here. But where am I? And Maan said that he doesn't have anything?! This place is huge! No one this guy is a struggler. He's playing me! He's playing Geet Handa! We'll just see…

She barged into his room without knocking even once. He had just come out of the shower, wrapping his towel around his waist while Geet was talking to herself. Geet in her super fast speed ran right into his chest. MAHIII (LOL)

Geet: Wwohh… wohh… mein.. Mein…

Maan: Wohh wohh kya kar rahi ho? Kyun aayi ho?

Geet: Haan! Tumne toh kaha tha ke tum akele ho. Tumhare paas kuch nahi hain. Toh phir tum ITNEE BAREEE ghar mein kaise rehte hoo?? You lied! Ullu ka patta!

Maan: Hey… heyy… heyy! First of all, stop cursing me in my own room! Number two, I never said this is my house. Yes I live here. But this is my friend's house, and I don't use the luxuries he provides me. I only live here for shelter. Everything else, I work hard for. That's why I'm here. Otherwise, I don't need to be at the mercy of people like you! Especially a woman! And number three, GET OUT and let me change!

Geet realized he was still holding her in his embrace with a hot hot bare torso. She covered her eyes with her hands, "Hey Babaji!" and ran out quickly.

Maan smirked at the effect he had on her and her response to it. "Pagli."

Geet left without informing Maan after getting changed. She didn't want to deal with this any more.

Geet: He'll be at the audition anyway. Sone pe suhaaga.. He's acts really well from the practice he was doing. I might just end up choosing him. Ufff

Maan: Geet! Geet!

Maan yelled through out the house, but heard no response. He asked Nakul if he saw any girl.

Nakul asked in confusion: Sir? Aap kisi ladki ko kyun dhund rahe ho? Aap tho Maan Singh Khurana ho, aap tho ladkiyon se nafrat karte ho na?

Maan: Nakul! Tumse jo pucha hai uska jawaab do!

Nakul: Ji Sir. Mera mmmatlab haaii ssirr ke ghar mein aapke ilava koi nahi hai.

Maan: Chali gayi? Teek hai tum jao. Aur suno. Mein audition ke liye jaa raha hoon, der hojaygi. Mein khaana bahar hi kha loonga.

Nakul: Ji sir.

Precap: Auditions

ONE MORE ON THE WAY

CHAPTER 8