~RK~
Muskaan tumharein honto pe ho tho
Khushi mere dil ko hoti hai
DARD tumharein dil mein ho
Tho ankhein meri roti hain
~Director~
CUT! Great Job RK. Pack Up!
~After an Hour~
RK laid on the bonnet of Juliet, his back resting on the windshield glass, his arm over his head covering his face, while the other lay limp on his side.
His thoughts went back to his first meeting with his mystery girl, to his second meeting when she laughed as she heard he named his bike "Laila", to his third and last meeting with her, her betrayed face flashing in his mind like a angry bird, to his last meeting.
He sighed, he tried to shake away the burning feeling in his heart.
He closed his eyes, wishing for a chance, one more chance to meet his mystery girl, and explain to her, explain why he behaved the way he did.
All he had wanted to do was protect her, but he just ended up hurting her, maybe more than he should've.
He sighed, but his breath came out raspy, he didn't know why, but his heart cried as the images of her betrayed face flashed across his mind repeatedly. It hurt.
He got up from the bonnet of "Juliet" and made his way inside the jeep, only to stop dead in his tracks.
He felt it before he even saw her, he heard her foot steps, they were like a rhythm to his ears, he could recognize them anywhere any place any time.
He looked up, in hopes, only to find no one in return. He closed his eyes, in an annoyed manner, annoyed at himself for acting like a love struck fool, at her for not understanding his side of story and judging him like everyone else, at everyone for..for...well because he felt like it, he was RK, The Superstar, he could be annoyed at anyone at anytime.
He got on the seat of his jeep, only to hear those footsteps again. He shook his head and carried on placing the keys in the ignition, to start "Juliet".
His phone fell on the ground from his pocket as he stretched to get his seatbelt on. He sighed and took his seatbelt off, as he got out of his jeep, to pick his phone up.
As he got up, he collided with a soft body, that fit perfectly into his arms, he felt her arms on his chest, as her head faced the way she had just came from, he felt her body breathing heavily, from...running.
He recognized her before he even saw her face, and on an instinct his arms slowly want around her waist holding her in place. His head slowly bent towards her neck, ready to hide itself underneath the layers of her hair, but he stopped dead in his tracks, his head frozen as he heard a sneering voice.
~Unknown~
Arrey oh Chamiya!
~RK~
He closed his eyes tight shut, as he struggled to control his anger, he pulled away from his mystery girl who turned her head to look at him, only to stare at him wide eyed, frozen at the face of the person she had collided with. But he wasn't concerned about that yet, his gaze was on the three men, staring at his mystery girl, with LUST.
He pulled her behind him, slowly as he walked towards them. He heard them gasp.
Then the strangest thing happened, which stopped him frozen in his tracks. The voice that had a sneering touch to it before, now had a childlike touch to it, like a kid with a candy in hand.
~Unknown~
Sir! Omg, omg, If we knew that Trishna maam will give us this surprise for the prank on Didi, then we would have done this years ago! We are all huge fans of yours, huge sir! My names Vicky, his names Ronnie, and thats Nikhil.
~RK~
Before he could say a word, he felt his mystery girl walk out from his protective shield, facing the guys who had been chasing her just now.
Didu sent you. He watched as his mystery girl, places her hands on her hips pretending to be mad.
The guys bowed their heads and touched their ears.
Sorry Didi. He smiled as he watched her roll her eyes and go up to them and ruffle their hair, to which they smiled in return.
~Vicky~
RK Sir, ek autograph please sir bus ek.
~RK~
He smiled, but it halted as he saw her stiffen, and turn around to face him, but her eyes stayed on the ground.
He wanted to yell at her to look at him straight in the eye like she always did, whenever they met.
But she only looked down, and stayed stiff. He sighed as he signed for the guys.
~Vicky~
Didi, how do you know RK Sir?
~Nikhil~
Yeah Didi..how?
~Madhubala~
She saw as RK opened his mouth to say something, but before he could mock their meetings once again, she made up a story, just like he had done.
Woh, I don't know him, I just met him as well with you guys, and maybe didu sent him, yeah maybe. You all know how fiy didu is, and she might have asked for a favor from him, since she's working in his movie.
she sighed as she saw Vicky and the other two nod and smile, before leaving.
She decided it was time for her to leave, as she started walking away a hand on her wrist stopped her, and pulled her back, strong enough to make her go crashing into his chest, the same warmth enveloped her, like it had a few minutes ago when she had been running without looking who was in front of her.
~RK~
To say he was mad, would have been an understatement. He was raged!
How dare her? How dare her lie, that she didn't know him? Dammit what he had done was for the reporters to back off from her, to keep her safe, and here she was taking revenge from him.
She was just like others, exactly like them, taking revenge for everything!
He grabbed her face, and made her look at him, harshly. He felt her wince under his touch, and he realized what he was doing.
He backed off, his hand still raised in the air, he stared at her open mouthed...
I..I'm..
Before he could complete his words, he saw her tears, as she ran away from him, again.
He closed his eyes, and a small liquid ran down the corner of his eye, as the image of her tears ran in his head.
I'm sorry..I'm so sorry. He whispered to the darkness and the loneliness that evaded him now.
He turned back to watch her going away, and he knew he had to stop her now, or it'll be too late.
He ran towards her, and pulled her hand, making her come crashing into his chest the third time in the night.
He felt her struggle trying to get Out of his arms, but he stubbornly tightened his arms around her as he buried his head in her hair like he had intended to do before.
I'm sorry, I'm so sorry. He whispered repeatedly.
For what! She yelled, still struggling.
For being embarrassed for knowing a nobody like me, or for refusing to recognize me in front of the media, to stop your reputation of the SUPERSTAR RK, not get ruined because of a classless girl like me. She hurled at him. Hurt evident in her voice.
Stop..stop. stop! ENOUGH DAMMIT! he yelled as he pulled her closer, his heart Hurt from hearing the hurt in her voice.
I thought I was protecting you, from everything that I go through,(<- this sentence is a lyric to a song, -> this is all mine) but I just made another mistake along the way. I made you drift away. But, maybe destiny has something else in his hands, making us meet all over again, I'm sorry, I'm really sorry. I never wanted you to see that side of me, I didn't want you to be a part of the while media rumor. I'm sorry.
He felt he relax under his touch, and wound her arms around him, her head making it's place in his neck as he hugged her closer, and placed a slight peck on her shoulder, making his head comfortable near her neck.
~Madhubala~
Realizing what she was doing, she quickly pushed him away.
The two stared at eachother, realizing the events that just took place, and they quickly looked away.
She heard him clear his throat, as he spoke.
I..uh..should I drop you?
She nodded as she let him lead the way back to his jeep.
~RK~
Lets go my Juliet, Ajj iss Romeo ko...he stopped as he saw her stare at him from the passenger seat, her smile making it's way onto her lips, and she broke out into laughter.
You..you..named your jeep...Juliet. She laughed some more while he admired her.
He smiled, and shook his head as he drove her back home.
Precap:
For the world he was still the rude RK, but for his mystery girl he will always be the crazy child like RK.
Sorry for the late update, and plz do comment nd like. Pms will be sent tmrw since it's New years eve and I have to be somewhere. Happy new year everyone.
Arjun
