?SHE’S NOT A CINDERELLA?
✍️Written by your favorite Authoress✍️
?Chapter Three [3]?
Subtitle: {What the…??}
?Malcolm’s Pov?
“This is crazy. Why do i have to be with a girl that i have no fu-cking feelings for? I’m not even attracted to her neither do I see her as a woman.” I said, getting pissed off.
“This is the price we must pay when you have a director who has a daughter. A daughter who likes you, we shouldn’t forget to add that part.” Joe said.
I tried not to glare at him. But no, I couldn’t. I just couldn’t. This was fu-cking crazy. Who does something as stupid as this? For the fact that your daughter has some kind of stupid crush on me as nothing to do with me! I have every right to be with whoever I want to be and Kara…? Nah, she isn’t that lucky girl.
“I can’t do this. I can’t be with Kara just because her father asked me to.”
“You have no choice, Malcolm. For you to remain at the top then you have to do everything that the director says.” Joe said.
“Even when it means going against your own happiness?” Why did I even ask that? Have I been ever happy? Truth be told, do I enjoy the life that I’m living right now?
Then you see…I was never happy. So who am I to talk about happiness?
“Happiness? Who sold your happiness the day you chose to be a star.” Joe said. He stood up to his feet and stuffed his hands into his pan-ts pocket. “Do not make Kara cry again. Besides it’s just a date… it’s not like you are selling your life to her or something….” I gave him a look that says; *Really?* I’m quite sure he read throu-ghmy face expression because he shrug with a sheepish smile on his face and added. “Okay… maybe you are indeed selling your life to her but come on, it’s just for the main time. I guess. Anyway, make sure to meet with her tonight. Okay?” And with that said, he left.
I didn’t move. I just sat still there and watched the closed door as if it were the most interesting thing in the whole universe.
But guess what? It wasn’t interesting. I was damn pissed. I felt like strangling something. Anything at all. And that something have to be Kara.
What was wrong with that girl? Doesn’t she understand the word no? or was I speaking Spanish when I told her that I don’t want to have anything to do with her?
I pulled my head back and rest it against the headrest of the couch. Why does my life have to be this way. why can’t I live my life the way I want it? Why can’t I do what I want and not what people want?
Well, I just have to keep looking for an answer to that.
I stood up to my feet and headed to my closet. I have to get ready for the date. Like i even have a choice not to go.
I pity my miserable life!
†††
“I want to see our face, Mal.” Kara said to me with a grin on her face.
I tried as much as possible not to make a scowl at her or not to be rude. “you can’t. And you know why?”
“Well, I have no problem if a girl comes here to ask for your autograph neither will I have a problem if your fans get to know that I’m your girlfriend.”
What? Girlfriend? Was this girl kidding me? Doesn’t she have any pride left in her? When did I ever ask her to be my girlfriend? We might be on a date but we weren’t in any kind of relationship.
“Girlfriend?” I couldn’t help it but ask.
She smiled. “Yeah? Or can’t a girl and a boyfriend go out on a date?” Her face were reddish as she spoke. Wait. She was blus-hing.
“Friends can go on date and that doesn’t mean they are dating. Business partners can go on a date but that doesn’t mean that they are dating. So for the fact that we are here right now on a date doesn’t mean that we are in any kind of relationship.”
“What?” Before I knew it, she started sobbing. fu-ck! What have I done? She don’t suppose to cry. If her dad gets to know… shit, I’m doomed.
“Why are you crying now?”
“You hate me. You hate me. And here I was thinking I have some kind of opportunity to be with you. You hate me. You are too mean.” She said in between sobs.
This was one of the reason I dislike this girl. Who cries over little thing? I like a lady who is strong, independent, kind, caring, badas-sand doesn’t cry over little shit like this.
She doesn’t have to cry. If she does then I would be downfall. God. I just have to make her stop crying.
I moved closer to her and stretched out my hand to wipe her tears off when I heard a scream. I snapped my head towards the direction and saw a girl staring right back at me with her eyes wife open and her mouth open as well.
“Malcolm!!!” She suddenly screamed. Before I knew it, we were gathered by some damage fans.
“I love you so much, Malcolm. Can I get an autograph?” One of the girls squealed as she stretched out her right hand for me to out down my autograph.
I took out a pen and put down my autograph. She was giggling as she watches me. I gave out my autograph to some of the female fans but then someone cleared her throat and came up behind me.
Kara…
“Enough, guys. He’s with me.” She said as she pulled her arms around my waist.
“What? He has a girlfriend?” They started Whispering amongst each other.
“But how is that even possible?”
“I thought he was single.”
“Did he try to keep it away from us, his fans?”
Shit! What has this girl done? This was one thing I’d try to prevent….
….Rumors…
†††
“Why had you done that?” I asked as soon as we walked into the mansion. She gave me an innocent look as of she had done nothing wrong. “Stop giving me that damn fu-cking look! Why did you do that?”
“Oh. Are you talking about the incident earlier? Ah…I only told them the truth. They have to know that you belong to someone else and can never be theirs.”
“And that someone has to be you, huh?”
She shrugged. “I don’t know…you said that yourself.”
“This is crazy. fu-ck! We have to tell them the truth.”
She knitted her brows at me. “Tell them the truth? What truth exactly,Mal? There is no truth aside from the fact that we are dating.”
“What?”
She smirked this time around and made her way towards me. “You didn’t actually think that I had chosen a public place for a date for nothing or did you? Trust me, Mal. I’m so desperate. Desperate to make you mine and I will do anything and that includes creating rumors about you and I being a couple!”
This girl was crazy. Not only does she like pride. She lacks sensibility. Who the hell gave birth to a shameless child as her?
“What the…?”
“We just have to play along. You wouldn’t just be a musical star, you would also make a great actor! Ha. My dad. Don’t worry I will talk to him about everything. He wouldn’t mind. Goodnight.” She ki-ssed me on my cheek and left.
What have I gotten myself into? TBC.